The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-03-04

tack mans brain. but she touches his
heart. Indeed, that a woman physically
is built 70 be only q woman. That's all.
And why shouldn't she have the sugar
plums, They are hers by right; and the
sugar plums are SO sweet. The thanks,
the thought. the loving word the little
gift, the persuasive touch, aud the kiss of
love make up the sugar plums of a wO-
mans life and make her better, stronger
and more capable Of living as only wo-
man should.
MOTHERS GENTLE INFLUENCE.
Does your boy child come TO YOU and
weep out his little troubles because YOU
understand Creek | think not. IL is
because you are his mother and he knows
you win soOthe him and make him hap
pier aud when you see the tears dried,
and the brightness come back to MS eyes,
YOU have gotten the sugar plum that
some women thing so little worth having.
And when the man you love, and 10
whom you belong comes to you,
tired and worn out with the fight
against the world, and finds with you
| rest and consolation, does he ask you
| whether you know anything about me-
chanics, You know he doesn't. He
| comes to you because you are woman,
/ the woman he loves and who loves him,
and when, by some wOmanly spell, YOU
| have made him forget, for a little while,
| the trials and tribulations, then he says,
| either by look or by word, how much he
| appreciates you; would you give up that
sugar plum for the sake of standing be-
! fore a mob and having their vulgar, IN
| sympathetic applause?
This great lecturer objected to one
| being only woman, and yet, in the fire
| light, my dear old chum and l seemed to
| see woman we both know. She is clad
! in the habit of the order to which she
belongs she did not enter an ignorant
! girl she had loved and lost had suffered
| and knew what suffering meant, and she
had given up her life to the care of those
who were in pain. 1t isn't a pleasant
work. You and l read about nursing,
| and IL sounds like romance, but really it
means taking care of those who are irri-
| table, consoling those who refuse cOnsola-
| tion, bathing aud washing tired, worn bod
| les, and never being certain that the sick
one is pleased. In this woman's case it
| means going to whoever is poor and calls
for her. Her name is never published in
| religious paper, she is never held up as a
model, but day in and day out she brings
comfort to the sick and the poor, and it
seems to US as we look in the fire that she
has done more in this work than the
woman who can read the New Testament
in Greek, or who SCOTS at the Bible in
Latin. And this one, this poor sister, is
only woman who is living what she
believes TO be right.
THE sELF-sACRIFICING WOMAN.
Her face fades away and another one
comes, bright snd smiling, courageous and
truthful. That's woman many people
know; woman to whom many people go
for encouragement; a woman who is
envied and admired; and vet, she is a
woman who bears her burden as only
u wa nr,y.o -,
Oand disappears, and the world at large
hears that he has gone to the Mediter-
! ranean, or to Florida, or Paris. And only
this woman knows that those months
are passed in a mad house, and that
that is the fate waiting her only
son. This man loved her, married her,
and never told her of his awful heri-
tage until she was his wife At first she
thought she could not bear it, but because
she loved him, because she was only a
woman, she did. And to my mind, there
IS no woman in the world who is so good
And in the fire l see her as a martyr but
the fire light brightens, and around her
mead IS the crown of glory that will
surely be hers. / don't think she knows
the first letter of the Greek alphabet; l
am sure she is not interested in politics.
She is only woman who is loving and
brave, who hides her cross from the
multitude, and lives out her life as best
she can.
There comes another one. and when he
sees her face, my little dog banks with de-
light. She is the woman that the lecturer
would scorn. She married the man she
! loved. She bore him children; she
knows that he is absolutely unfaithful to
her, and yet she lives her life, makes her
children love her, unconsciOusly forces
her husbands respect, and hides the pain
that she has to endure. 1t is like a can
cer-one doesn't tell about it. 1t tries to
eat away her heart, and she quiets it with
a salve Of loving kindness. Some day,
know, am sure, her hus-
band will come back to her.
This learned lecturer would Esay
that he wasn't worth having, but the
woman whose face is in the fire, she who
is only woman, will remember the ninety
and nine who are safe, and welcome back
the one who was lost Only women can
do this. God built them that way. He
made their hearts just little tenderer
when he made their brains a little
weaker. He made them Just a little
Sweeter when He made them physically
little less strong. He gave them a curl
GUS insight when he gave them less rea-
son, and He gave them His consideration
and sympathy when He made them only
woman.
THE WOMAN WHO TOLLS.
But the learned lady wouldn't agree
with me; she thinks it is a great thing to
know deal, and 90 out into the world
and work, as she would put it, on the
same level with man. Bark bitterly my
friend, that's right A woman can't
work on the same level with men. Not
while she is woman. She is either
much better or much worse than he is.
and then, too, neither l nor my four
legged friend believe that women were in
tended to work out in the world This
old world has gotten so bad and so wicked
that it forces, many times, women to be
the bread-winners I think it a great
thing that they can do it it, but don't
think it a great thing that they
have to do it. You and I, who are bound
by some chance to see the work-a-day
world, know that for our daughters we
would not wish the life of toll; that we
would rather see them wives and moth
ers, and that every time we hear of an
other woman who has had to become the
bread winner, we give sigh of sympa-
thy. My friend, the lecturer. wouldn't
agree with me. She would call this sick
ly sentiment, but it isn't l have never
met woman YET who had to earn her