Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1894-10-18
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1T Is patent process OF taxatlon tn1s
time which Is to even things up-oe
down. In the new order Of thingA
every laborer will own his homei club.
by cherubs will replace puny babissl
selfshness and vice. rum and gambling,
even laziness will fee away, and, pref
To-! there's the millennium like magic.
She drew beautiful picture Of domes.
tic bliss You could almost sec The
kettle steaming on the fire, and smell
the tea and toast; and then she NJ
down and we all clapped-and-snd-1
came home"
Another club to be form cd, I con.
clude," said Aunt Jane, dryly.
mo, only another committee. /
felt the symptoms In the air, and 70 !
hurried of for fear Of injection. But
what is to become Of me, aunties I
belong to seven organ izations now,
trying in one way and another TO lif
that awful incubus, the masses Tho
committees and subcommittee and
auxiliaries make me think Of those
jelly-hke polyps floating about In
warm south seas. A bit breaks Cd
here, there and on every side, and
away they go, brand-new independent
creatures, ready to divide up into hun.
dreds more. I'm SO tied up with rsd
tape darent sew a butt on on > Dor.
cas- petticoat without co insulting 4
chairman. I'm just discourag I'd, there's
such mountain and my picksx u 10
small"
Aunt Jane was very quiet. Tho
room was still. A lump Of coal settled
in the CRATE. The clock licked loudly
on the mantel. A pinkish glow spread
over the snow in the winter sunset
light. The peace Of It ell was stealing
into the troubled heart, the heart Of 1
true woman feeling her way.
AT length Aunt Jane spoke.
"When was o girl" she aaid,
leagues and women's clubs weren't
the fashion. Women were wives and
mothers and sisters then; now they
are presidents and secretaries and del.
egates. However, the temperance
movement made great stir and waS
caught In the swirl. Being Of tho
society OF Friends, I was used to
women speaking, when moved to II by
the Spirit, but all the machinery-the
bylaws, the parliamentary terms d
our temperance society-was new To
me and most fascinating.
"Thee knows Cousin Sarah Grant,
Mariap We thought her very old.fssh-
toned and Darrow-minded because ahe
took no active part in our society.
-Four boys she had then In round
abouts, and she thought her temper
ance work was there Solid, fine men
they are, ss thee knows, and all total
abstinence.
"Well, 1t was bitter cold day. All
the morning l had kept close to the
fire, writing long paper for our next
meeting 1t was full Of statistics and
long words, and was calculated to tell
the society great deal they already
knew, just tingled to talk It all over
and show my public spirit in contrast
to Sarah's lack OF enthusiasm. So I
picked my way over the snowbanks 70
her house. In those days on Saturday
morning thee might look for lady IN
her kitchen, and sure enough found
her there making coffee by the gallon.
The horse-cars ratified past her door
every ten minutes, and as each one
rounded the corner out ran little jim
Riley with can Of hot coffee. Those
poor drivers, she said, must have
something hot in such singing cold
weather, else they'd slip into the rum
holes l said not word. Somehow
my statistical paper didn't seem so ALI
important. went home and 1t shriy.
eled into a black cinder in the CRATE
fire."
"oh, Aunt Jane, I'm SO glad you did
something silly. only wish l could
wipe out my mistakes as easily. But
! must do something to stralghten this
crooked world, or simply loathe Maria
Clendennin,"
Keep at it, child. Keep at IT till
thee die, and after, II the Lord 30
wills. But don't peer at thy work
through telescope, and don't spread
myself out too thin. Clouds Of steam
putting from the locomotive look very
pretty, but the work is done down be-
low with the pressure on one point
And, dearie, don't thee worry thy dear
head about the masses They are Gods
masses, after all, and He'll do His part.
Thy part is to shake thy bit Of tho
mass asunder into atoms, and put thy
self, thy whole self, into the atoms
where they touch thee. That work,
begun, never stops. Loosen the red
tape bit where 1t ties thee down, and
take up for motto the brave old Eng
fish words: DO the next thynge.' I've
been working on it every day these
fifty years past, and there's always
been next, and there always will be.
thank God."-N. Y. Post.