The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1899-01-20
SUBSCRIPTION: Sl.OO Per Year.

tears and DloO0, rOlllHS luIOuSh o.
lands and all ages, bearing the wreck
{ families and of communities and or
empires, foaming, writbing, boiling
with the agonies of 5000 yearsY Etna,
Co'opaxi and Vesuvius have been de-
scribed, but who ever has sketched the
volcano of suffering retching up from
g. depths the lava and scoria and pour
ing them down the sides to Whelm ma
tions Oh, if could gather all the hsart-
strings, the broken heartatriDgs, iT0o
a harp, would play on it dirSe such
as was never sounded! MythoioEists
tell us of gorgon and centaur and Titan
and geologists tell us of extinct species
of monsters, but greater than gorgon
or megatherium and not belonging 10
the realm of fable and not of an extinct
species, a monster with an iron jaw
and hundred iron hoofs has walked
across the nations, and history and
poetry and sculpture, in their attempt
to sketch it and describe it, have seemed
to sweat great drops of blood. But,
thank God, there are those who can
conquer as this woman of the text con-
quered and say: ''It is well, though my
property be gone, though my children
be gone, though my home be broken
u. though my health be sacrificed, it
is well, it is welll" There is no storm
on the sea but Christ is ready to rise in
the hinder part of the ship and hush it.
There is no darkness but the constella-
ton of Gods eternal love can illumine
it, and, though the winter comes out of
the northern sky, you have sometimes
seen that northern sky all ablaze with
auroras which seem to say: Come up
this way; up this way are thrones OF
light and seas of sapphire and the splen-
dor of an eternal heGv2ns Come up this
way"
Again, this woman of my text was
great in her application to domestic
duties. Every picture is home pic
ture, whether she is entertaining an
Elisha or whether she is giving careful
attention to her sick boy or whether she
is appealing for the restoration Of her
property. Every picture in her case IS
one of domesticity. Those are not dis
ciples of the Shunemite woman who,
going out to attend to outside chari-
ties, neglect the duty of home-the
duty of wife, of mother, of daughter.
| No faithfulness in public benefaction
i can ever atone for domestic negligence.
| There has been many mother who by
| indefatigable toll has reared a large
| family Of children. equipping them fer
the duties of life with good manners
and large intelligence and Christian
principle, starting them out, who has
done more for the world than many
through the centuries. / remember
| when Kossuth was in this country there
| were some ladies who got honorable
regulations by presenting him very
gracefully with bouquets of flowers on
public occasions. But what was all that
compared with the plain Hungarian
mother who gave to truth and ciyiliza-
tion and the cause of universal liberty
a Kossuth? Yes. this woman of my
text was great in her simplicity. When
this prophet wanted to reward her for
her hospitality by asking some prefer
ment from the king, what did she say?
She declined it. She said: 81 dwell
| among my own people" as much as 10
say: Il am satisfied with my lot. All
| want is my family and my friends
around me. l dwell among my own
| people,"
Oh, what a rebuke TO the strife for
| precedence in all ages! How many
there are who want to get great orchi-
| lecture and homes furnished with all
art, all painting, all statuary, who have
not enough taste to distinguish be-
tween Gothic and Byzantine. and who
| toll Y01o Of rig
| from Palmer's white Captive" and
would not know boys penciling from
Bierstadt's Yosemite" Men who buy
large libraries by the square foot, buy
| ing these libraries when they havs
scarcely enough education to pick out
| the day of the month in the almanac!
| Oh, how many there are striving TO
have things a well as their neighbors
| or better than their neighbors, and in
| the struggle vast fortunes are exhaust
ed and business firms thrown into bank
| ruptcy and men of reputed honesty
rush into astounding forgeries! OF
course ] say nothing against refinement
or culture. Splendor of abode, sumptu-
business of diet. lavishness in art, neat
ness in apparel. there is nothing against
them in the Bible or out of the Bible.
Gcd does not want US to prefer mud
hovel to English cottage. or untanned
sheepskin to French broadcloth, or
husks to pineapple, or the clumsiness OF
a boor to the manners of gentleman.
God. who strung the beach with tinted
shell. and the grass of the field with
ibe dews of the night, and hath ex-
quisitely tinged morning cloud and
| robin redbreast, wants US to keep our
eye open to all beautiful sights, and
| our ear open TO all beautiful cadences,
ard our heart open to all elevating SEN
timents.
Sold like cattle on the shambles.
| Slave of all work, and, at last, her body
fuel for the funeral pyre of her bus
band. Above the Shrek of the fire wor-
shippers in India, and above the umbling
of the juggernauts, | hear the million
voiced groan of wronged, insulted.
broken-hearted, down -trodden woman.
Her tears have fallen in the Nile and
Tigris. the La Plata, and on the steppes
of Tartary. She has been dishonored
in Turkish garden and Persian palace
| and Spanish Alhambra. Her little ones
have been sacrificed in the Indus and
the Ganges. There is not groan. or a
| dungeon. or an island, or a mountain.
or river, or lake. or sea. but eou3d
tell story of the outrages heaped upon
her. But. thanks to God. this glorious
| Christianity comes forth, and all the
chains of this vassalage are snapped.
and she rises from ignominy 10 exalted
sphere and becomes the affectionats
danrhter the renile wife the hnnnred