The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1895-06-21

her. Men may come home at noon or
at night, and then tarry comparative
" little while; but she all day long gov
ems it. beauties il, sanctifies it. 1t is
within her power to make it the most
attractive place on earth. 1t is the on
" calm harbor in this world. You know
as well as do that this outside world
and the business world are a long
scene of jostle and contention. The
man who has dollar struggles to keep
it; the man who has it not struggles
to get it Prices up. Prices down.
Losses. Gains. Misrepresentation.
statesmen exaggerating. Tenants seek
ing less rent; landlords demanding
more. Struggles about Office. Men
who are in trying to keep in; men out
trying to get in. Slips. Tumbles-
Defalcations. Panics Catastrophes
Oh, woman. thank God you have a
home. and that you may be queen IN
it. Better be there than wear Vic
toria's coronet. Better be there than
carry the purse of a princess Your
abode may be humble, but you can, by
your faith in God, and your cheerful
ness of demeanor, guild it with SPLEEN
doris such as an upholsterer's hand
never yet kindled. There are abodes
in every city-humble, two stories.
four plain. unpapered rooms; unde-
sirable neighborhood; and yet there
is a man who would die on the
threshold rather than surrender.
Why? 1t is home Whenever he
thinks of it he sees angels of God how
ering around il. The ladders of Heaven
are let down to that home. Over the
child's rough crib there are the chant
ings of angels as those that broke over
Bethlehem 1t is home. These chill
dren may come up after awhile, and
they may win high position, and they
may have an affiuent residence; but
they will not until their dying day for
get that humble roof, under which
their father rested. and their mother
sang. and their sisters played. Oh. if
YOU could gather up all tender men,
cries, ali the lights and shades of the
heart, all banquetiugs and reunions,
all filial, fraternal, paternal and con-
jugal affections, and you had only just
four letters with which to spell out
that height. and depth, and length,
breadth. and magnitude, and eternity
of meaning, you would, with stream
ing eyes, and trembling voice, and
agitated hand. write it out in those
four living capitals, HOME.
What right does woman want that is
grander than to be queen in such a
realm? Why, the eagles of Heaven
cannot fly across that dominion.
Horses. painting and with lathered
tanks, are not swift enough 70 run to
the outpost of that realm They say
that the sun never sets upon the Eng
lish empire; but have to tell YOU that
on this realm OF woman's influence.
eternity never marks any bound. Isa-
bella fled from the Spanish throne,
pursued by the nations anathema; but
she who is queen in home will never
lose her throne. and death itself will
only be the annexation of heavenly
principalities-
When you want to get your grandest
idea of a queen, you do not think of
Catherine of Russia. or of Anne of En-
gland, or Marie of Theresa of Ger.
many; but when you want to get your
grandest idea of a queen you think of
the plain woman who sat opposite your
father at the table, or walked with
him arm in arm down Ifes pathway:
sometimes to the grave, but always to-
gether-soothing your petty griefs,
correcting your childish waywardness,
Joining in your infantile sports. listen
ing TO your evening prayers, toiling for
you with needle, or at the spinning
wheel. and on cold nights wrapping
you up snug and warm. And then at
last. on that day when she lay in the
back room dying, and you saw her
take those thin hands with which she
had toiled for you so long, and put
them together in dying prayer that
commended you to the God whom she
had taught you to trust-Oh. she was
the queen! The chariots of God came
down to fetch her; and as she went in,
all Heaven rose up. You cannot think
of her now without rush of tender
ness that stirs the deep foundations of
your soul. and you feel as much child
again as when you cried on her Lap:
and if YOU could bring her back again
to speak Just once more your name, as
tenderly as she used to speak it, you
would be willing to throw yourself on
the ground and kiss the sod that covers
her, crying: Mother. mother" All.
she was the queen-she was the queen.
Now. can you tell me how many thou
sand miles a woman like that would
have TO travel down before she got to
the ballot box.
Compared with this work OF training
kings and queens for God and eternity.
how insignificant seems all this work
of voting for aldermen and common
and sheriffS, and consta-
bleS. and mayors, and presidents. To
make one such grand woman as have
described. how many thousands would
you want OF those people who go in
the round of fashion and dissipation,
going as far toward disgraceful ap-
parel as they dare go, so as not to be
arrested by the police-their behavior
a sorrow TO the good and a caricature
of the vicious, and an insult 70 that
God who made them women and not
gorgons. and tramping on, down
4 frivolous and dissipated life,
to temporal and eternal damnation.
On. woman. with the lightning OF
your soul, strike dead at your feet all
these allurements to dissipation and 70
fashion. Your immortal soul cannot
be fed upon such garbage. God calls
you to empire and dominion. Willy
have It? h.give to God your heart; give