Smyrna times., 1892-12-14
For he SmyrHd Tines.
Personal.

uer secretary Miss Anna Gordon. re.
Gnrned with Lady Henry Somerset to
england few weeks ago, uttered the
following personal words in the con.
cluslon OF her Annual Address before
the National w. G. T. U. Convention
held in Denver:
Rest is not quitting the busy caraar
Rest Is the fitting Of self to its sphere"
IhIrty-tive years of work in tie fields
OF education, journalism and pbilan-
lhropy have brought me to the Dlace
Where inactivity is irksOme and inertia.
WEAKNESS. And yet as time goes on.
am aware that the ceaseless round of
responsibility tells on spirit that has
stood before the chilling blast of its
lIie's greatest sorrow.
had no wish for change so long as
she, whose presence was the comDlete-
ness OF my life, went back and forth
from her room to my own through the
day ; work, but when the sunset came
and the chill twilight crept over our
nome that told me that the sweet
light loved so long had faded, | felt
the WEAKNESS that bade me seek for
rest. Five weeks in England have
shown me how much change of scene
and action, and the absence of resnon.
slOllltr can restore the weary nerves
Dullng my stay there, at Lady Henry
SOme:set,s earnest request, ! consul
tea Two eminent physicians; but while
they both assured me that | had no
organic disease whatever, they ear
nestly advocated my staying in Europe
Tor while to repair lost nerve Dower
To this | could not consent and fell
that the 5000 miles must be rraverspd
sooner than that one white ribboner
should feel l had broken faith by nv
absence from our annual feast and fell
lowship, and indeed my whole spirit
graVltated towards the spot where
those should assemble who are to me
sisters and cOmrads beloved. The
opinions Of the physicians, however.
SO impressed Lady Henry Somerset
with the necessity of my being spared
all strain, that she determined to
accompany me, knowing that by this
means she could save mo much mental
and physical fatigue.
Econemy of bodily strength is a
teaching as much needed as any other
OF the great lessons in Gods laws
which we of the w. G. T. U. seek to
expound and although would not
heed advice that considered to mill
tate against active duty, the words
have gived me pause, and l feel it
would be wise to pay some heed to
them IN these coming months, more
especially in view of the fact that the
Exposition summer will bring with it
an annual strain.
Ny Comrades: 1t is life to look into
the faces of the women who dared it
is health to know you never bearken
backward along the path of progress
II Is heavenly inspiration to hear YOU
sing, as did your Crusade mothers.
Give to the wind thy fears" Here
beneath these flashing skies in the
magic city of mans indomita0le power
and purpose, on the white altar of
these hills of God let US vow nndying
tealty to the canse of clear brain and
a protected home; to wOmaR's enfran.
chisement and manhood's exaltatioD.
Wherever these sacred Watchwords
lead, there let us 60. We are explOr-
ers sailing on seas unknown; the new
world i what we seek-the kingdom
OF Heaven among men. The white.
ribboned ship has all sails set; its PROV
points toward the untracked sea. We
seek land fit for the planting of our
SaviOur's Cross. Columbus, harassed
by his men, was the prototype of all
adventurous souls, hindered by the
scruples of the timid and prejudices of
the conservative. Well has the poet
of the Sierras put the contrast, and in
parting, let me give my final message
in his words
Behind him lay the gray Azores,
Behind the gates of Hercules;
Before him not the ghost Of shores
Before him, only ShOreless seas.
The good mate said, Now must we pray,
For 10 the very stars are gone;
Brave rays, Admiral speak, what shall say %
why say, sail on, sail on and on"
| My men grow mutnOuS day by day;
My men grow CHASTITY, wan and weak
The stout mate thought OF home; spray
OF salt wave washed his swarthY cheek
! What shall L speak, brave Admiral say,
II we sight naught but seas at dawn?'
| Why, you shall say, at break OF day.
Sail on, sail on, sail on and on d"
They sailed and sailed, as winds might blow,
Until at last the scared mate said
! Why, now not even God would know,
Should and all my men fall dead
These very winds forget their way
For God from these dread seas is gone.
Now speak, brave Admiral, speak and say ?"
| He said sail on and on, and on"
They sailed-and sailed. Then spoke the mate
This mad sea shows it's teeth tonight
| He curlS his lip, he lies in wait.
With lifted teeth, as if to bite;
/ Brave admiral speak but one good word
What shall we do when hope is gone ?'
The words leaped as leaping sword:
sail on, sail on, sail on and on
| Then, pale and wOTn he kept his deck,
| And peered through darkness. All, that night
| Ofall dark nights, And then q speck-
light, light. a light, light,
/ 1t grew-a starlit flag unfuTled;
Il grew to be Times burst of dawn.
| He gained a world; he gave that world
| Its greatest watchwOrd, "On, and On"