Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1898-08-25

one side and sickness IN the other are
nozez and Seneh, and they interlock
enelr shadows, and drop them upon the
poor mans way. God help him.
mere is a sharp rock on the one side
ana a sharp rock on the other side
Wv a certain amount of persecu-
uon rouses a mans defiance, stirs his
oioou Tor magnificent battle. and makes
nm ntty times more a man than he
"ouiu nave been without the persecu-
.ioh. So 1t was with the great Re-
iorner when he said, IL will not be
put GOWN; will be heard" And so it
was with Willard, the preacher, in the
ume OF Louis XI. When Louis XII.
sent word TO him that unless he
stopped preaching in that style he
would throw him into the river, he
piied, Tell the king that / will reach
heaVen sooner by water than he will
reach 1t by fast horses" A certain
amount Of persecution is a tonic and
inspiration, but too much OF II, and too
iong continued. becomes the rock Bozez
throwing a dark shadow over a mans
lie. What is he to do then? 60
nome, you say. Good advice. that,
mat is Just the place for a man to go
When the world abuses him. Go home.
blessed be God for our quiet and SYM
pathetic homes! But there is many
a man who has the reputation of hav-
ing q home when he has none.
Through unthinkingness or precipita-
uon there are many matches made
mat ought never to have been made.
An officiating priest cannot alone
unite a couple. The Lord Almighty
proclaim banns. There are many
homes In which there is no sympathy,
and no happiness, and no good cheer.
The clamor Of the battle may not have
n heard outside, but God knows,
.u,withstanding all the playing of the
Wedding March," and all the odor OF
the orange blossoms, and the benedic-
ton OF the officiating pastor. there has
been no marriage. So sometimes men
have awakened to find on n side OF
them the rock of persecution, and on
the other side of them the rock OF do
nestle infelicity. What shall such a
one do? Do as Jonathan did-ciimb.
Get up the heights of Gods consolation
from which you may look down in tri-
umph upon outside persecution and
home trouble. While good and great
John Wesley was being silenced by the
magistrates, and having his name writ
ten on the board fences of London in
doggerel, at that very time his wife
was making him as miserable as she
could-acting as though she were pos
sessed by the devil, as | suppose she
was; never doing him a kindness until
the day she ran away, so that he wrote
in his diary these words: II did not
forsake her; l have not dismissed her;
| will not recall her." Planting one
other foot on home trouble. John Wes-
ley climbed up into the heights or
Christian joy. and after preaching
forty thousand sermons, and travelling
two hundred and seventy thousand
miles. reached the heights Of heaven,
though in this world he had 1t hard
enough-'a sharp rock on the one side,
and a sharp rock OF the other"
Again that mi stands in the crisis
of the text who has bereavement and
a struggle for a livelihood at the same
time. Without mentioning names, !
speak from observation. All. it is a
hard thing for a woman to make an
honest living, even when her heart is
not troubled, and she has a fair cheek.
and the magnetism of an exquisite
presence. But now the husband, or the
father. is dead. The expenses of the
obsequies have absorbed all that was
left in the savings bank. and. wan and
wasted with weeping and watching, she
goes forth-a grave, a hearse, a coffin.
behind her-to contend for her exis-
tence and the existence of her children.
When | see such a battle as that open,
| shudder at the ghastliness OF the
spectacle. Men sit with embroidered
slippers and write heartless essays
ABOUT WOIucu , Wu6cor uut lDdt QucS
ton is made up Of tears and blood and
there is more blood than tears. Oh,
give women free access to all the
realms where she can get a livelihood
from the telegraph Office to the pulpit!
Let mems wages be cut down before
hers are cut down. Men have iron in
their souls, and can stand it. Make
the way free to her Of the broken heart.
May God put into my hand the cold.
hitter cup of privation, and give me
nothing but a windowless hut for shell
Ter for many years. rather than that af-
ter | am dead there should go out from
my home into the pitiless world a
woman's arm to fight the Gettysburg.
the Austerlitz, the Waterloo OF life for
bread! And yet, how many women
there are seated between the rock OF
bereavement on the one side and the
rock OF restitution on the other! Bo-
zez and Seneh interlocking their shad-
ows and dropping them upon her mis-
cradle way. There Is a sharp rock
on the one side, and a sharp rock on
the other side"
What are such to do? Somehow, let
them climb up into the heights or the
glorious promise: Leave thy father
less children, l will preserve them alive
and let thy widows trust in me-" Or
get up into the heights of that other