Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1898-07-02

6Nou Walcr W Vuo Iulrsuy, ana DreaQ TO
the hungry, and medicine to the sick,
and smiles to the discouraged, their
footsteps heard along dark lane, and in
government hospital and in alrashouse
corridor, and by prison gate? There may
be no royal robe, there may be no pala-
tial surroundings She does not need
them, for all charitable men will unite
with the cracking lips of fever struck
hospital and plague blotched lazaretto
in greeting her as she passes: Hail,
hail, Queen VashtiI"
Stamp of Womanly Indignation.
Again, I 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 delicacics Of oriental So
ciety, and the very men who In their
intoxication demanded that she come
in their sober moments would have de-
spised 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 appoints to most
womanly natures retiring and unob-
trusive spirit. God once in awhile does
call an Isabella to a throne or a Miriam
to strike the timbrel at the front of
host or Marie Antoinette to quell
French mob or Deborah to stand at
the front of an armed battalion, crying
out: Cup, up! This is the day in which
tho Lord will deliver Sisera into thy
hands. " And whom the women are call
cd to such outdoor work and to such
heroic positions, God prepares them for
it, and they have iron in their soul and
lightnings 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, and cross seas as though they
were shimmering sapphire, and all the
harpies of hell down to their dungeon
at the stamp of womanly Indignation.
But these are the exceptions. Gener-
ally, Dorcas would rather make a gar
ment for the poor boy Rebecca would
rather fill the trough of the camels
Hannah would rather mako coat for
Samuel; the Hebrew maid.would rath-
er give a prescription for Mammals lep-
rosy; the woman of Sarepta would rath-
er gather a few sticks to cook q meal
for famished Elijah; Phebe would rath-
er carry letter for the inspired apos-
tie; Mother Lois would rather educate
Timothy in the Scriptures. When see
woman gcing about her daily duty,
with cheerful dignity presiding at the
table, with kind and gentle but firm
discipline presiding in the nursery, 60
ing out into the world without any
blast of trumpets, following in the foot
steps of him who went about doing good
Il say, "This is Vashti with a veil on. y
But when see a woman Of unblush-
ing holiness, loud voiced, with tongue
of infinite Glitter clatter, with arrogant
look, passing through the streets with
the step of a walking beam, gayly ar
rayed in very hurricane of millinery,
cry out, "Vashti has lost her veil'
When | see woman, struggling for po-
litical prcferment, trying to force her
way on up to conspicuity amid tho mas
culine demagogues who stand with
swollen fists and bloodshot eyes and
pestiferous breath to guard the polls,
wanting to go through the loaferism
who crawl up from the saloons greasy
and foul and vermin covered to decide
questions of justice and order and civil
lization-when l SEQ a woman, say,
who wants to press through all that
horrible scum to get to public place and
power, l say" Ah, what pity Vashti
has lost her veil ~
When SEQ q woman of comedy fea-
lures and Of adroitness Of intellect and
endowed with all that tho schools can
do for her and OF high social position,
yet moving in society with supercilious-
ness and hauteur as though she would
have people know their place, and with
an underlined combination of giggle and
strut and rhodomontado, endowed with
allopathic quantities of talk but only
HOMEOPATHIC infnitesimals of sense, the
terror of dry goods clerks and railroad
conductors, discoveries of significant
meanings in plain conversation, prodl-
gies of badinage and innuendo, l say.
"Vashti has lost her veil u
A Queenly Sacrifice.
Again, I want you this morning to
consider Vashti the sacrifice. Who Is
this that | see coming out of that palace
gate of Shushan. 1t seems to mo that
have seen her before. She comes home
less, houseless friendless, trudgine
along with broken heart, Who is she:
1t is Vashti the sacrifice. Oh, what a
change it was from regal position to a
wayfarer's crust A little while ago APP
proved and sought for; now none sc
poor as to acknowledge her acquaint'
anceship. vashti the sacrificed
All, you and have seen it many a
time Here is homo empalaccd with
beauty. All that refinement and books
and wealth can do for that homo has
been done, but Ahasuerus, the husband
md the father, is taking hold on paths
of sin. Ho is gradually going down
After awhile he will founder and strug
gle like wild beast i'll the hunters
net. farther away from God, farther
away from the right. Soon the bright
apnarel of the children will turn tt
rags, soon the household song will be
come the sobbing of broken heart. Thu
old story over again. Brutal Centaur'
breaking up the marriage feast of Lapi
thai. The house full of outrage and
cruelty and abomination, while trudg
ing forth from the palace gate are WASN'T
and her children. There are homes IL
all parts of this land that arc in dan
.,l, b-ooly;,u Oh Ahasuerus