The Evening dispatch. [volume] (Provo, City, Utah) 1891-1895, 1894-08-14
WOMAN.

WOMAN.
The women we know and the
women we value, are ali gentle, un
worldly, pura aud modest. a woman at
the head o. an army or welding a
bloody sabre in battle would be bereft
in our mind of all the sentiment which
has grown to be considered as her pre-
sstive. Unselish, unworldly and
modest woman is about the most sa
cred being on earth. In the old days
when our dear old mothers took no in
terest in other business than that
which was bounded bv the confines of
home, heaven did not seem so far off,
80 unsttainable as it does now. When
our gray haired grandmothers sank
into tie grave without having had the
blush of innocence brushed from their
cheeks, women were simply angels
without wings. These Others and
grandm0thers were gotten up by The
Father to bear race of heroes. All
who cana within their sphere felt at
once the gentle, though subtle infu
ence and men were purer and better
by reason of their association with
them. In those good old daYs a di-
vorce court would have been without
business and a divorce lawyer would
have starved to death. Ahl who does
not sigh for the return of those days
when brave and honest men, fair and
gentle women ruled, the one in politics
the other in home and religion. There
was no moral miasma to destroy moral
health. Men and women were better
because they were less selfish, were
gent!er and more within reach of the
geutler reason, which control.
In the northern states the. grand wo-
men who were the mothers and wives
of our Hancocks, ,Livingst0nes, Clintons,
Hamiltons, we're exalted ladies'. Their
b ONES were havens of rest where
every virtue sprang from congenial
soil and produced fruit such as won
revolutionary victories and built up
declarations of independence and gave
to fame names which can never die. In
the southern states the venerable
whitehaired women who made of their
homes, heavens on earth, who wore
their dear lives away in arduous la
bors for both their white and black
families, with never a suggestion OF
doing more than their duty. Soft,
.s--asAS, n~-~-aIaAy SU~oH1 oI luroIy
southern homes, how fondlv
were they loved, how chival-
ric was the devotion of their
husbands and sons. What memories
OF wide, cool verandahs of the en-
shroned queen surrounded by the
daughters and the sons with a whole
covey of vociferous little darkies, each
one to get his smile in due season and
with strict impartiality. All the dear,
dear old southern homes, magnolia.
shaded, YIne- covered, fower-bespang-
led homes, adorned by every virtue and
full of hospitality and goodness-the
store houses of all the christian graces,
where strong men tired of the buffet
ings Of the world retired to rest with
armor thrown aside. No wonder that
such mothers bore such SONS as Wash |
ington, Jefferson, Marion, Moultrie.
Lee, Jackson and Beauregard. No
wonder that such victories as Bull Run,
Antletsm and the Wilderness were won
by southern armies. The causes are
easily traceable to hearthstones .where
sat the queenly mothers of a race OF
chivalrc soldiers.
If those old fashioned women were
to power, if our social world
were ruled now by such women, how
The passions, wars, chickering's and
-ivalries of life would sink away before
,he indignant glances of these old-time
lanes, the rustic of whose silken gowns
iwed into complete subjection the
iercest and most warlike passions of
men. The dear old DAYS, Will tfey
lever return to us again? '