The united opinion. [volume] (Bradford, Vt.) 1881-1970, 1894-06-08
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her oppressors.
A Source of Strength.
But there is something for our wom-
en- to do. Let our young people prepare
to excel in spheres of work, and they
will be able after awhile to get larger
wages. If it be shown that woman
can in store sell more goods in a year
than a man, she will soon be able not
only to ask but to demand more wages,
and to demand them successfully. I'm
skilled and incompetent labor must take
what is given. Skilled and competent
labor will eventually make its own
standard. Admitting that the law of
supply and demand regulates these
things, l contend that the demand for
skilled labor is very great and the sup
ply very small.
Start with the idea that work is hon
orable and that you can do some one
thing better than any one else Resolve
that, God helping, you will take care
of yourself If you are after awhile
called into another relation, you will all
the better be qualified for it by your
spirit of self reliance, or if you are call
ed to stay as you are you can be happy
and self supporting.
Poets are fond of talking about man
as an oak and woman the vine that
climbs it, but have seen many q tree
fall that not only went down itself, but
took all the vines with it. l can tell
you of something stronger than an oak
for an ivy to climb on, and that is the
throne of the great Jehovah. Single
or affianced, that woman is strong who
leans on God and does. her best. The
needle may break, the factory band may
slip, the wages may fail, but over every
good woman's head there are spread the
two great, gentle, stupendous wings of
the Almighty.
Many of you will go single handed
through life, and you will have to
choose between two characters. Young
woman, am sure you will turn your
back upon the useless, giggling, paint
ed nonentity which society ignominious-
ly acknowledges to be woman and ask
God to make you a humble, active,
earnest Christian.
Useless Life.
What will become of this goddess dis
ciple of fashion? What an insult to her
sex! Her manners are an outrage upon
decency. She is more thoughtful of the
attitude she strikes upon the carpet than
how she will look in the Judgment,
more worried about her freckles than
her sins, more interested in her bonnet
strings than in her redemption. Her ap-
parel is the poorest part of a Christian
woman, however magnifcently dressed,
and no one has SO much right to dress
we'll as Christian. Not so with the
goddess disciple of fashion. Take her
robes, and you take everything. Death
will come down on her some day, and
rub the bistro off her eyelids, and the
rouge off her cheeks, and with two
rough, bony hands scatter spangles and
glass beads and rings and ribbons and
lace and brooches and buckles and sashes
and frisettes and golden clasps.
The dying actress whose life had been
vicious said: "The scene closes. Draw
the curtain. F." Generally the tragedy
comes first and the farce afterward, but
in her life it was first the farce of use
less life and then the tragedy of a
wretched eternity.
A Mother In Israel.
Compare the life and death of such
one with that of some Christian aunt
that was once blessing to your house
hold. l do not know that she was ever
offered hand in marriage. She lived
single, that untrammeled she might
be everybody's blessing. Whenever the
sick were to be visited or the poor to be
provided with bread, she went with a
blessing. She could pray or sing "Rock
of Ages" for any sick pauper who asked
her. AS she got older there were days
when she was little sharp, but for the
most part auntie was q sunbeam-just
the one for Christmas eve. She knew
better than any one else how to fix
things. Her every prayer, as God heard
it, was full of everybody who had trou-
BILE. The brightest things in all the
house dropped from her fingers. She
had peculiar notions, but the grandest
notion she ever had was to make you
happy. She dressed well-auntie al
ways dressed well-but her highest
adornment was that of a meek and
quiet spirit, which in the sight of God
is of great price When she died, you
all gathered lovingly about her, and as
you carried her out to rest the Sunday
school class almost covered the coffin
with japonicas, and the poor people
stood at the end of the alley. with their
aprons to their eyes, sobbing bitterly,
and the man of the world said, with
Solomon, Her price was above rubies, "
and Jesus, as unto the maiden in Judea,
81 say unto thee, arisep'
Peanutk.