Connecticut western news., 1891-11-05

that night of the destroying angel dropped dead on the mosaic floor at the foot of the porphyry pillar ,of the palace Let all the Pharaohs take warning. Some of the worst of them are on a small scale in households >as when man, because his arm is strong and his voice loud, dominates his poor wife into domestic slavery.
 There are thousands of such cases where the wife is lifetime serf, her opinion disregarded, her tastes insulted, and her existence a wretchedness though the world may not know it. It is a Pharaoh that sits at the head of that table, and Pharaoh that tyran- nizes that home. There is no more ab- horrent Pharaoh than a domestic Pha. raoh. There are thousands of women to whom death is passage from Egypt to Canaan, because they get rid of . cruel taskmaster.
 What an accursed monster is that man who keeps his wife in dread about family expenses, and must be cautious how she introduces an article of mil linery or womanly wardrobe without huAliliating consultation and apology. Who is that man acting so9 For sir months-in order to win that woman's heart, he sent her every few days a bouquet wound with white ribbon, and an endearing couplet, and took her to concerts and theaters, and helped her into carriages as though she were a princess, and ran across the room to pick up her pocket handkerchief with the speed of an antelope, and on the marriage day promised all that the lit urgy required, saying, II willy with an emphasis that excited the admira- tion of all spectators.
 But now he begrudges her two cents for postage stamp, and wonders why she rides across Brooklyn bridge when the foot passage costs nothing. He thinks now she is awful plain, and he acts like the devil, while he thunder out: "Where did you get that new hat fromH That's where my money goes. Where's my breakfast9 Do you call that coffee9 Didn't tell you to sew on that buttonf Want to see your mother, do youf You are always go ing to see your motherl What are you whimpering aboutY Hurry up, now. and get my slippersl Where's the newspaper?" The tone, the look, the impatience-the cruelty of Pharaoh That is what gives SO many women a cowed down look. Pharaoh, you had better take your iron heel of that wom. ans neck, or God will help you remove your heel. She says nothing. For the sake of avoiding scandal she keeps silent; but her tears and wrongs have gone into a record that you will have to meet as certainly as Pharaoh had to meet hail and lightning and darkness and the death angel God never yet gave to any man the right to tyrannize woman, and what sneak you are to take advantage of the marriage VOW, and because she cannot help herself, and under the shelter of your own home out Pharaoh the Egyptian oppressor. There Is something awfully wrong in . household where the woman is not con. sidered of as much importance as the man. No room in this world for any more Pharaohsl
 SIN HAS BEEN OUR WESTMINSTER.
 But it rolls over on me with great power the thought that we have all been slaves down in Egypt, and sin has been our taskmaster, and again and again we have felt it's lash But Christ has been our Moses to lead us out oi bondage, and we are forever free. The Red sea of Saviour's sacrifice rolls deep and wide between us and our aforetime bondage, and though there may be deserts yet for us to cross we are on the way to the Promised Land. Thanks be unto God for this emancipating Gospel Come up out of Egypt, all ye who are yet enslaved. What Christ did for us he will do for you. ''Exodusl" is the word. Exodusl
 Instead of the brick kilns of Egypt come into the empurpled vineyards of God, where one cluster of grapes Is ' bigger than the one that the spies brought to the Israelites by the Brook Eshcol. though that cluster was so large that it was borne between two upon staff.
 4, Welcome all by sin oppressed,
 Welcome to his sacred rest;
 Nothing brought him from above,
 Nothing but redoeming love.
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