The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1895-06-28

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who struck the timbrel of the Red sea:
and with Deborah. who led the Lords
host into the fight; and with Hannah,
/ who gave her Samuel to the Lord; and
with Mary. who rocked Jesus to sleep
while there were angels singing in the
air. and with sisters of charity, who
bound up the battle-wounds of the
Crimea, you viii, from the chalice of
God, drink to the souls eternal rescue.
Your dominion is home, o womani
What brave fight for home the wom-
en- of Ohio made some ten or fifteen
years ago, when they banded together
and in many of the towns and cities of
that state marched in procession, and
by prayer and Christion songs shut up
more palaces of dissipation than was
ever counted. Were they opened
again? Oh, yes. But it is not a
good thing to shut up the gates
of hell for two or three months?
1t seemed that men engaged in
the business of destroying others did
not know how to cope with this kind
of warfare. They knew how TO fight
the Maine liquor law, and they knew
how to fight the National temperance
society, and they knew how to fight
Sons of Temperance and Good Samar-
itans; but when Deborah appeared
upon the scene, Sisera took to his feet
and got to the mountains. 1t seems
that they did not know how to con-
tend against Coronation" and "Old
Hundred" and "Brattle Street." and
Bethany" they were so very intangi.
bic. These men found that they could
not accomplish much against that kind
of warfare, and in one of the cities
regiment was brought out all armed
to dispense the women. They came
down in battle array; but, OH! what
poor success, for that regiment was
made up of gentlemen, and gentlemen
do not like to shoot women with
bymn-booLs in their hands. Oh, they
found that cunning for female prayer
meeting was as very poor business! No
real damage was done, although there
was threat of violence after threat OF
violence all over the land, / really
think if the women of the east has as
much faith in God as their sisters of
the west had, and the same reckless
ness of human criticism. l really be-
lieve that in one month threefourths
of the grog shops of our cities would be
closed, and there would be running
through the cutters of the streets Bur-
gundy, and cognac, and Heidsick,
and old port, and Schiedam schnapps,
and lager beer. and you would save
your fathers. and your husbands, and
your sons, first, from a drunkard's
grave, and, secondly, from a drunk
IT, ~ haf !, lot
all women rouse themselves. Thank
God for our early home. Thank God
for our present home. Thank God tor
the coming home in Heaven.
One twilight, after had been play
ing with the children for some time. l
lay down on the lounge to rest. The
children said, play more. Children al
ways want to play more. And, half
asleep and half awake, / seemed to
dream this dream: 1t seemed to me
that / was in a far-distant land
not Persia, although more than
oriental luxuriance crowned the
cities; nor the tropics although
more than tropical fruitfulness filed
the gardens; nor Italy-although more
than Italian softness filed the air
And 1 wandered around, looking for
thorns and nettles, but found none of
them grew there. And 1 walked
forth and / saw the sun rise,
again?" And the sun sank not.
And / saw all the people in holiday
apparel, and / said: when do they
put on workingman's garb again, and
delve in the mine, and swelter at the
forge?" but neither the garments nor
the robes did they put off. And I
wandered in the suburbs, and / said:
''Where do they bury the dead of this
great city?" and looked along by the
hills where it would be most
beautiful for the dead to sleep,
and ] saw castles, and towns, and
battlements; but not a mausoleum.
nor monument, nor white slab could
see. And l went into the great chapel
of the town, and / said: Where do
the poor worship? where are the
benches on which they site" and
voice answered: "We have no poor in
this great city" And / wandered out,
seeking to find the place where were
the novels of the destitute; and
/ found mansions of amber and
ivory anu BOlOs Uub uO bCdE
did I see or sigh hear. / was
and / sat under the shad-
ow of great tree, and l said: ''What |
am /, and whence comes all this?"
And at that moment there came from
the leaves, skipping up the |
flowery path and across the sparkling |
waters, a very bright and sparkling |
group; and when | saw their step knew |
it, and when / heard their voices l |
I knew them; but their apparel |
was so different from anything l had |
ever seen, l bowed stranger to stran-
gers. But after awhile, when they |
clapped their hands and shouted: |
welcome! welcomed" the mystery |
was solved, and 1 saw that |
time had passed. and that eter-
nifty had come, and that God had |
gathered us up into a higher home, and
l said: Are we all here?" and the |
voices of innumerable generations an
swered: ''All here's" and while tears
of gladness were raining down our
cheeks, and the branches of Lebanon /
cedars were clapping their hands, and
the towers of the great city were Chin
ing their welcome, we began to laugh
and sing, and leap and shout: ''Homel
home! home!"
Then / felt a child's hand on my
face, and it woke me. The children
wanted to play more. Children always
want TO p1aV mora