Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1896-07-15

ness OF Burmah?--Or 'of Mrs. Hemans,
who poured out her holy soul in words
which will forever be associated with
hunters horn, and captive's chain, and
bridal hour, and lute's throb, and cur
Jews knell at the d ying day l.Aapd scores
and hundreds OF women, unknown on
earth, who have given water to the
thirsty and bread to the hungry and
medicine to the sick and smiles to the
discouraged-th footsteps heard along
dark lane and in government hospital
and in almshouse corridor and by
prison gate? There may be no royal
robc-there may be no palatial sur
roundings. She does not need them;
for all charitable men will unite with
the cracking lips of fever-struck hos
pital and plague blotched lazaretto in
greeting her as she passed: Hail!
Hail! Queen Vashti."
Again j want you to consider Vashti
the yelled. Had she appeared before
Ahasuerus and his court on that day.
with her face uncovered, she would
have shocked all the delicacies of Orien-
tai society, and the very men who in
their intoxication demanded that She
come, i'm their sober moments would
have despised her. As some flowers
seem To thrive best in the dark lane and
in the shadow, and where the sun does
not seem to reach them, so God ap-
points to most womanly natures retir-
ing and unobtrusive spirit. God once
In while does call an Isabelle to a
throne, or n Miriam to strike the tim
brel at the front of n host, or n Marie
Antoinette to quell French mob, or a
Deborah to stand at the front of an
armed battalion, crying out: "Upl Up!
This is the day in which the Lord will
deliver Sisera into thine hand" And
when women are called to such out
door work and to such heroic positions,
God prepares them for it; and they have
iron in their souls and lightning in
their eye, and whirlwinds in their
breath, and the borrowed strength of
the Lord Omnipotent in their right
arm. They walk through furnaces
as though they were hedges of wild
flowers, an cross seas as though they
were shimmering sapphire. and all the
harpies of hell down to their dungeon
at the stamp of her womanly indipna-
ton. But these are the exceptions.
GENERALLY, Dorcas would rather make
garment for the poor boy; Rebekah
would rather fill the trough for the
camels; Hannah would rather make n
coat for Samuel; the Hebrew maid
would rather give prescription for
Naaman's leprosy; the woman of Sc
repta would rather gather a few sticks
to cook "a meal for famished Elijah:
Phebe would rather carry letter
for the inspired apostle; mother
Lois would rather educate Timothy
in the Scriptures. When see woman
going about her daily duty-with
cheerful dignity presiding at the table,
with kind and gentle, but firm disci-
pine presiding in the nursery, going
out in the world without any blasts of
trumpetS, following in the footsteps of
him who went about doing good
say: This is Vashti with veil on"
But when | see woman of unblushinp
boldncss, loud-voiced. with a tongue of
infinite clitter-clatter, with arrogant
look, passing through the streets with
step of walking beam, gayly ar
rayed in very hurricane of millinery.
cry out: 'NaShti has lost her veilr'
When see a woman of comelv fca-
lures, and of adroitness of interest. and
endowed with all that the schools can
do for one. and of high social position.
yet moving in society, with surpercil-
lousneSs and hauteur, as though she
would have people know their place.
and an underlined combina ton of gipgle
and strut and rhodomontade, endowed
with allopathic quantities of talk, but
only homeopathic infinitesimals of
sense, the terror of dry goods clerks
and railroad conductors, discoveries of
significant meanings in plain conversa-
ton, prodigies of badinage and innuen-
do say, Look! look, Vashti has lost
her veil"
Again, / want you to consider Vashti
the sacrifice. Who is this | see coming
out of that palace gate of Shushan? II
seems to me that have seen her before.
She comes along with a broken heart
Who Is She? 1t is Vashti the sacrifice
o, what Il change it was from regal
position to "A wayfarer's crust. a little
while ago, approved and sought for:
now, now, none so poor as TO acknowl-
edge her acquaintance. Vashti the
sacrifice. All! you and | have seen
~ many time. Here is a home
cmpalaccd with beauty All that
refinement and books and wealth
can do for that home has been
done; but Ahasuerus, the husband and
the father is taking hold on paths of
sin. He is gradually going down.
After awhile ne will founder and
! struggle Ike a wild beast i'm the hunt
er's net-further away from God. fur
Their away from the right Soon the
bright apparel of the children will
turn 20 rags; soon the household song
will become the sobbiug Of broken
heart The old story over again.
Brutal ccntaurs breaking up the mar
riagc feast Of Lapithac. The house
ful o. outrage ana cruelty and abomi-
nation, while trudging forth from the
palace gate are Nashti and her children.
There are homes that are i'm danger Of
such "a breaking up. o. Ahasuerus,
that YOU should stand in a home. bv a
dissipated lifc destroying the peace
and comfort Of that home. God forbid
that your children should ever have to
wiring their hands and have people
point their finger at them a. they pass
down the street, and saying. There
goes drun<ard's child" God forbid
that the little feet should ever have to
trudge the path Of poverty and
wretchcdness. God ,orbid chat any
evil spirit born OF the wine cup or the
brandy glass should come forth and
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