Peninsula enterprise. [volume] (Accomac, Va.) 1881-1965, 1897-06-19

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almost outside the Hook, anu II tho At
lantic take thee, frail mortal, thou shalt
never get TO shore again. Put back; row
swiftly, swifter swifter! Jesus from
tic shore casteth rope Clasp it quick
", now or never. Oh, are there not
some of you who are freighting all your
loves and joys and hopes upon vessel
which shall never reach the port of
heaven? Thou nearest the breakers,
ore heave upon the rocks. Oh, what al
awful crash was that! Another lunge
may crush thee beneath the spars or
grind thy bones 10 powder amid the
torn timbers Overheard for your life,
oyerboard Trust not that loose plank
nor attempt the wave, but quickly clasp
the feet OF Jesus walking Oh the watery
pavement, shouting until he hear thee,
Lord, save me on periah!' Sin beau
tiful at the start-oh, how sad, how
distressful, at the last The ground over
which it leads you is hollow. The fruit
it offers to your taste is poison. The
promise it makes to you is Il lie Over
that ungodly banquet the keen sword CT
Gods Judgment hangs, and there are
ominous handwritings OH the walls.
Observe also i'll this subject how re-
polling sin is when appended to great
attractiveness. Since Ewes death there
has been no such perfection of woman
latt
iveness to tie body or suggest any re-
finement to the manner. You could add
no gracefulness to the gait, no luster to
the eye, no sweetness to the voice a
perfect God made her perfect woman,
to be the companion of perfect man
i'll Il perfect home, and her entire ma
ture vibrateC in accord with the beauty
aud song of paradise. But she rebellcd
against God $ government, and with the
same hand with which she plucked the
fruit she launched upon the world the
crimes, the wars, the tumults that have
set the universe aw;iling.
Fatal Attractions.
A terrible offset to all her attractive
ness. We are not surprised when we
find men and women naturally vulgar
going into transgression. We expect
that people who live in the ditch shall
have the manners Of the ditch, but how
shocking when we find sin appended
to superior education and to the refine
ments Of social life. The accomplish
meuts of Mary, queen of Scots make
her patronage of Darnley, the profigate,
tie more appalling. The genius of Cath
crime II of Russia only sets forth in
more powerful contrast her unappeasa-
bic ambition. The TRANSACTIONS from
tie Greek and the Latin by Elizabeth,
ard her wonderful qualifications for
queen, make the more disgusting her
righteousness of affection and her hot
ness of temper. The greatness of By
ron's mind makes the more alarming
Byron's sensuality.
Let no. one think that refinement of
manner or exquisiteness of taste or su-
perierity Of education can in any wise
apologize for i'll temper, for an oppres-
sive spirit, for unkindness, for any Kind
OF sin, Disobediencc Godward and trans-
glession mauward can give no excuse.
Accomplishment heaven high is no apol-
ofy for vice hell deep.
My subject also impresses me with
tie regal influence of woman. When l
see Eve with this powerful influence
over Adam and over the generations
that have followed, it suggests to me
the great power all women have for
good or for evil. l have no sympathy,
nor have yon, with the hollow batteries
showered upon woman from the plat
form and the stage. They mean moth
ing; they are accepted as nothing.
Woman's nobility consists in the exer-
else of Christian influence, and when
l see this powerful influence of Eve up
on her husband and upon the whole hu-
man race j make up my mind that the
frail arm of woman can strike blow
which will resound through all eternity
down among the dungeons or up among
the thrones.
Sweet Home.
OF course am not speaking OF rep
resentative women-of Eve, who ruined
the race by enc fruit picking; of Jael,
who drove spike through the head Of
Sisera, the warrior; of Esther, who
overcame royalty; of Abigail, who stop
ped host by her own beautiful PROV
ess; of Mary, who nursed the world S
Saviour: of Grandmother Lois, ilnmor
talized in her grandson Timothy; of
Charlotte Corday, who drove the dag
ger through the heart Of the assassin OF
her lover, or of Marie AntoiDette, who
by one look from the balcony of her
castle quieted mob, her own scaffold
the throne of forgiveness and womanly
courage. I speak not Of these extraor-
binary persons, but OF those who, unam-
bilious for political power, as wives
and mothers and sisters and daughters,
attend to the thousand sweet Offices Of