The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1892-12-21

iber1ng courage. Then she VIM stand under
thecrossire Of opposing hosts at Chalons to
give wine to the wounded. Then she will
carry into prison and dark lane the message
Of salvation. Then she will brave the pes
thence. Deborah goes out to sound terror
into the hearts Of Gods enemies. Abigail
throws herself between a raiding party OF
infuriated men and her husbands VINEYARDS.
Kzoah fights back the vultures from the
rock.
Among the Orkney Islands an eagle
swoopsd and lifted child to its eyrie Tar up
on the mountains With the spring Of
panther the mother mounts hill after hill,
crag above crag, height above height the
fire Of her own eve outdashiug the glare Of
the eagle's and with unmailed hand stronger
than the iron beak and the terrible claw she
hurls the wild bird down tbs rocks In the
French revolution Casatte was brought out
to be executed, when his daughter threw
herself on the bojy Of her father and said:
''Strike, barbarians! You cannot reach my
father but through my hearth The crowl
parted, and linking arms father and daugh.
ter walked out free.
During the siege Of saragossa, Angustina
carried refreshments to the gates. Arriv.
Ing at the battery OF Portitlo she found that
ali the garrison had been killed. She snatcned
a match from the hand OF dead artillery
man and fired of twenty six FOUNDER, then
leaped on It and vowed she would not leave
1t alive. The soldiers looked in and saw her
daring and rushed up aud opened anothsr
tremendous fire on the enemy.
The life Of James ]. OF Scotland was
threatened. Poets have sung those times
and able pens have fingered upon the story
Of, manly endurance, but how few to tall the
story Of Catharine Douglas one Of the
queens maids who ran to bolt the door, but
found the bar had been taken away 30 as 70
facilitate the entrance OF the assassin sac
thrust her arm into the staple The mur-
derers rushing against 1t her arm was shat
tered. Yet how many have since lived and
died who never heard. the toucatng se1
sacrificing, heroic story OF Catharine Doug
las and her poor, shattered arm! g.
You know how calmly Nine. Roland went
to execution and how cheertully Joanna OF
Naples walked to the castle OF Mur4, and
how fearlessly Mime. Grimaldi listened to
har condemnation, and how Charlotte Cor.
day SMILED upon the frantic mob that pur-
sued her to the guillotine. And there
would be no end TO the recital II ettempte1
to present all the historical incidents which
show that woman's courage would rouse it-
self for great emergency.
i
known some one who was considered mere
butterfly in society. Her hand had known
no toll. Her eye had wept no tear over
misfortune. She moved among obsequious
admirers as careless as an insect In field OF
blossoming buckwheat. But In 1857 fnan-
cial tempest struck tho husbands estate
Before he had time to reef sail and make
things snug Che ship capsize1 and went
down. Enemies cheered at the misfortune
and wondered what would become Of the
butterfly. Good MEN pitied and said she
would die Of broken heart. 4
.'She will not work" say they, ''and she
have failed. Disaster has transformed the
shining sluggard into practical WORKER
happy as q princess, though compelled to
hush her own child to sleep and spread her
own table and answer the ringing OF her
own doorbell. Her arm had been muscled
for the conflict against misfortune hunger
and poverty and want, and all tue other
jackals Rizpah scares from the rock. I.
saw one In desolate home. Her mer-
ciless companion had pawned even the
chlidrens shoes for rum. From honorable
ancestry she had come down TO this. Tbs
cruise Of oil was empty and the last candle
gone out. Her faded frock was patched with
fragments Of antique silk that she had worn
on Cn6 DflSut uhfkAoko ooysfs ,SSAAuuSAe.. -
God, she had strong heart, to which her
children ran when tnsy trsmbled at the
staggering step and quaied under fathers
curse. Though the heavens were filled with
fierce wings and the thickets gnashst with
rage. Rizpah watched faithfully day after
day and year after year, and wolf and COM
GRANT by her God strengthened arm ware
hurled down the rocks. ~
You pass day by day along streets where
there are heroines greater than Joan OF Arc.
Upon that callar floor there are conflicts as
fierce as Sedan, and heaven and hell min.
gle in the fight. Lifted In that garret there
are tribunals where more fortitude Is de-
manded than was exhibited by Lady Jane
Grey or Mary, Queen Of Scots
Now ask, II mere natural courage. can
do so much, what may we no5 expect OF wo-
men who have gazed on the great sacrifice,
and who are urged forward by all the voices
of grace that sound from the Bible and all
the notes OF victory that speak from theskyi
MANY wears ago the Forfarshire steamer
started from Hull bound for, Dundee. After
the vessel had been out little while the
Winds began to rave and pillows rise until a
tempest was upon them. The vessel leaked,
and the fires went out and though the sails
were hoisted fore and att she went speeding
toward the breakers. She struck with her
bows foremost on the rock The vessel
parted. Amid the whirlwind and the dark-
ness all were lost but nine. These clung to
the wreck on the beach.
Sleeping that night In Longstone light
house was girl of gentle spirit and comely
sountenanoe. As the morning dawns see
that girl standing amid the spray and tum-
nit Of contending elements looking through
A glass upon the wreck and the nine wretch
ed sufferers She proposes to her father 10
take boat and put out across the wild sea 70
rescue them. The father says: ut cannot
be donel Just look at the tumbling surf"
But she persisted, and with hsr father
bounds into the boat. Though never accus.
toned to plying the oar. she takes one ana
her father the other. Steady now! fuli
awayl Pull awayl
The sea tossed up the boat as though 1t
we're q bubble, but anil the foam and the
wrath Of the sea The wrecS was reached,
the exhausted people picked up and saved.
aumane societies rendered their thanks,
Wealth poured into the lap OF the poor glrl.
Visitors from all lands came to look on her
sweet face, and when soon after she
launched forth on dark sea, and Deatn
was the oarsnan, dukes and duchesses ano
mighty men sat down In tears in Alnwick
castle to think they never again might see
the face Of Grace Darling.
No such deeds Of daring will prooaoiy Do
asked of you, but hear you not the howl Oh
that awful storm o. trouble and sin tnat
hath tossed ten thousand shiveret huiks into
the breakersa Know you not that the whole
earth is strewn with the shipwrecked-that
there are wounds to be healed and broken
hearts to be bound and drowning souls to
be rescued? Some have gone down, and you
come too late, but others are nZing to the
wreck. are shivering with the cold. are
strangling in the wave are crying to you lor
deliverance. Will you not, oar IN hand, put
out to-day from the lighthouse:
When the last ships tinoer shall have