Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1893-08-21

very Welli AL is we'll, nfJlng MS nanQ
In benediction, speeches. benedic-
ton, which 1 pray God may go down
through all the generations. 1t is welll
OF course it was WELL
Again, this woman of my text was
great in her application to domestic du-
ties. Every picture is home picture,
whether she is entertaining an Elisha, or
whether she is giving careful attention
to her sick boy, or whether she is appeal
ing for the restoration Of her property
every picture in her case is home pic
ture. Those are not disciples of this
Shunemite woman who, going out to at
tend to outside charities, neglect the duty
of home-tho duty of wife, of mother, of
daughter. No faithfulness in public ben
efaction can ever atone for domestic neg
hgence.
There has been many mother who
by indefatigable toll has reared large
family of children, equipping them for
the duties of life with good manners and
large intelligence and Christian princi-
pie, starting them out. who has done
more for the world than many another
woman whose name has sounded through
all the lands and through all centuries.
remember when Kossuth was in this
country there were some ladies who goi
reputation, honorablereputation, by pre-
senting him very gracefully with bou-
quets of flowers on public occasions, but
what was all that compared with the
work of the plain Hungarian mother
who gave to truth and civilization and
the cause Of universal liberty Kossuth?
Yes, this woman of my text was great in
her simplicity.
HUMILITY.
! When the prophet wanted to reward her
for her hospitality by asking some pref
erment from the king, what did she
say? She declined it. She said: ~ dwell
among my own people" as much as to
say: II am satisfied with my lot. All |
want is my family and my friends around
me. dwell among my own people" Oh,
what rebuke to the strife for precedence
in all agesi
I How many there are who want to get
great architecture and homes furnished
with all art, all painting, all statuary,
who have notenough taste to distinguish
between gothic and byzantine, and who
could not tell figure in plaster Of paris
from Palmer's white Captive" and
would not know boys penciling from
Bierstadt's "Yosemite"-men who buy
large libraries by the square foot, buying
these libraries when they have hardly
enough education to pick out the day of
the almanacl Oh, how many there are
striving to have things as well as their
neighbors, or better than their neigh
bors, and in the struggle vast fortunes
are exhausted and business firms thrown
into bankruptcy, and men of reputed
honesty rush into astounding forgeries.
Of course say nothing against refine
ment or culture. Splendor of abode,
sumptuousness of diet, lavishness in art,
neatness in apparel-there is nothing
against them in the Bible or out of the
Bible. God does not want us to prefer
mud hovel to English cottage, or un-
tanned sheepskin to French broadcloth,
or husks to pineapple, or the clumsiness
of boor to the manners of gentleman.
God, who strung the beach with tinted
shell and the grass of the field with the
dews of the night and hath exquisitely
tinged morning cloud and robin red
breast, wants us to keep our eye open 10
all beautiful sights, and our ear open to
all beautiful cadences, and our heart
open to all elevating sentiments. But
what want to impress upon you is that
you ought not to inventory the luxuries
of life rs among the indispensables, and
you ought not to depreciate this woman
of the text, who, when offered kingly
preferment, responded, 81 dwell among
my own people"
WoMAN's DEBT TO CHRISTIANITY.
Yea, this woman Of the text was great
in her piety, faith in God, and she was
not ashamed to talk about it before idol
aters. All, woman will never appreciate
what she owes to Christianity until she
knows and sees the degradation of her
sex under paganism and Mohammedan-
ism. Her very birth considered mis-
fortune. Sold like cattle in the sham
bles. Slave of all work, and at last her
body fuel for the funeral pyreof her hus-
band.
Above the shrek Of the fire worship
ers in India and above the rumbling of
the juggernauts / hear the million
voiced groan Of wronged, insulted, bro
ken hearted, downtrodden woman. Her
tears have fallen in the Nile and Tigris
and the La Plata and on the steppes Of
Of Tartary. She has been dishonored in
Turkish garden and Persian palace and
Spanish Alhambra. Her little ones
have been sacrificed in the Ganges.
There is not groan, or a dungeon, or an
island, or a mountain, or river, or 1"
sea but could tell story Of the outrages
heaped upon her.
But, thanks TO God, this glorious Chris
tianity comes forth, and all the chains Of
this yassalage are snapped, and she rises
up from ignominy to exalted sphere and
becomes the affectionate daughter, the
gentle wife, the honOred mother, the
useful Christian. Oh, IL Christianity has
done so much for woman. surely woman
will become It's most ardent advocate
and its sublimest eIemplihcationl
When come 10 speak Of womanly in
fuence, my mind always wandsrs of TO
one model-the aged one who. 81 years
ago, we put away for the resurrection.
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