Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1896-07-13
Extract from Miss Wizards Address at In,
Twentieth Annual Meeting Of the B. W. T
A., june I. 1896.
ARBITRATION.

ARBITRATION.
British Women's Temperance Associ-
atom
Reform seeks lines of least resist
ancc. Divested of diplomatic veneer.
the question is: Have English-speak-
ing countries reached arbitration level?
III they have not, no countries have as
yet attained that height. Has Chris
tiahlty-not in form, but in fact, not
in substance. but essence-so per-
mcated our thinking that we can
clearly conceive of the immeasurable
superiority of arbitration to all other
methods OF settling disputes? Has
Christian imagination-that angel of
the mind'-so refined us that we are
mentally capable of picturing kindred
nations to ourselves as if they were
individuals of one family, and so
wildly perceiving them at their bloody
work of bruising that the spectacle
grows uncomfortable? The question is
one OF cooler blood, and as an Ameri-
can l was never so proud as in the
cflsls OF those winter weeks when the
common sense of the common people
held our two nations steady. In this
quiet manner and impassioned earnest
tianity on the growing boughs of our
strong tree of English liberty and law.
In this devoted desire of our home
people to be at one with the mighty
land of homes from whom only the
WallowinS waves divide us, and who
| went from England only because they
! loved God and Home nd Liberty, and
/ were so lonesome hearted for the old
al he;
| towns bear English names, | find an
answer to the crucial question and as
| Christian l declare that we have
| reached arbitration level; we are ready
| tor its high and holy vows.
We of the Anglo-Saxon race have
| proved our valor on a thousand fields
| as Nalor was counted in the past; we
| are the mighty hunters. the dauntless
| explorers of the world: our record of
blood and daring is deep dyed: we
| have made it,-there it hangs spread
| out for all to read. But we have moved
| forward into another age; one in which
| finer forces hold the field: we have
studied nature and learned that the
| tumult of the whirlwind is less potent
| than the silence of the dew we have
| discovered the solidarity of human in
of the telegraph key have set our
| thoughts to new tune and il is this.
| Living very near each other
Thou and |.
| Should be unto each a brother,
Living brothcrly.'
| The press has been the worlds crea
peacemaker in the crisis now passed.
| One newspaper in America has done
| more to make for peace" than any
| other since the world began, it is the
| New York World. The ray is the ray
| OF the reporters pencil. 1t punctures
| all deceits, burns its way into the core
| of all secret combinations and turns
Oh the light of modern insight and po-
| tential brotherhood.
isolate England" is the shallow
policy of certain scriblers who pose as
statesmen. AS we'll might they hope
I to isolate the tides or the attraction
| of cohesion.
When there is no more land to gain |
| and no more terra incognita to explore /,
! and when the fateful fiat goes forth, |
| There shall be no more sea-" then, |
| and not till then, can any power less |
| than the power of God isolate Eng |
| land"
| Behold a wide-armcd Cross upon a !
lonely hillside, where one was lifted |
up" who said, And /, if | be lifted up |
VIII draw all men unto me-" Christ is |
| the magnet of Humanity. All true
| civilization is the effect of His gospel |
on the brain, hand and heart of the
race. On His Cross He has lifted the
foremost Christian country of all lands
and ages to arbitration level. His
time is full come; His divine energies
are in our own hearts, by His grace
chastened and transformed.
PURITY.
We are one world of tempted human
ty; the mission of the white
ribbon women is to organize
the motherhood of the world
Tor the peace and purity, the
protection and exaltation of its homes.
We must send forth a clear call to our
sisters yonder and our brothers, too.
We must be no longer hedged about
by the artificial boundaries of states
and nations; we must utter as women
what good and great men long ago de-
clared as their watchword: The whole
world is my parish, and to do good my
religion.
Our leader is that sanity iconoclast.
whose name the thoughtful always
pronounce with reverence. Josephine
Butler. the woman who dared, and who
Cor IS years has sounded forth sum-
mons that shall never call retreat, and
whose God given work is sitting the
hearts of men before His judgment
seat The white life for two has
Been her battle-cry; the deliverance of