The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1899-09-16
A WORK FOR WOMEN.
Dr.. TslnAge's Stirring Sermon On
"The Queens Of Home"
Hereines Of \ Ftr~sIae asd the Rat
ueaeid N~inistertsG Aagels-
What Her chief Desire
shosIa Ne.
ICopyrighI Louis Klspsch. fSsl
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Copyright Louis Klspsch. iSsl
Washington. sept a
In this discourse the opportunities Of
usefulness for women are set forth b,
DR.. Talmage, aud many sympsthies arr
stirred and memories recalled Tbs
text is Solomon's Song &. ;; There an
threescOre queens"
So solomon, by stroke. set forth
the imperial character Of . true Chris,
tian woman She Is not . slave. not .
hireling. nota subordinate, but a queen.
In a former ermo / showed you that
crown snd courtly attendants and i'm,
perial wardrobe were not necessary 70
make a queen, but that graces Of the
heart and life viii give coronation 70
any woman. ] showed you at Onee q;
some length that woman's position <as
higher in the world than mans. and
that although she had often been de-
MED the right Of suffrage, she always
did vote, and always would vote by her
influence. and that her chief desire
ought TO be that she should have grace
rightly 10 rule in the dominion which
she has already won. ! began an emu
meratiOn Of some OF her rights, and ROW
/ resume the subject.
In the first place woman has the spe-
eial and the s%uPerlative right Of bless
ing and comforting the sick What
land, what street. what house, has not
felt the smitiRgs Of diseased Tens Of
thousands Of sickbeds, What shall we
do with them? Shall man, with his
rough hand and clumsy foot, go STUN
bling around the siekroOm, trying TO
soothe the distracted nerves and al
leviate the pains OF the distressed pa
tent? The young man at college may
SCOT al the idea OF being under mater
nal influences, but at the first blast Of
typhoid fever on his cheek he saws:
where is MOTHER Walter Scott
wrote partly in satire and partly in
compliment:
oh. woman. In our hours Of ease.
Uncertain. coy and hard 10 please,
When pain and anguish wiring the brow.
A ministering angel thou.
1 think the most pathetic passage in
all the Bible is the description of the
lad who went out TO the harvest field
of shunem and got sunstruck-press-
ing his hands on his temples and crying
out: ~oh, my head Ny head And they
said: Garry him 10 his mother" And
then the record Is; He sat on her
knees till noon and then died"
1t is an awful thing to be III away
from home in a strange hotel. onee in
awhile men coming in to look at you.
holding their hand over their mouth for
fear they will catch the contagion. How
roughly they turn you in bed. How
loudly they talk. How you long for the
ministries OF home. / know one such
who went away from one Of the bright
est homes for several weeks business
absence at the west. 4 telegram came
at midnight that be was on his death
bed far away from home. BY express
train the wife and daughters came
westward, but they went too late, He
feared not 60 die, but he was in an
agony to live until his family got there.
He tried 20 bride the doctor 10 make
him live a little while longer. He said:
II am willing 10 die. but not alone"
But the pulses lutt-red, the eyes closed,
and the heart stopped. The express
trains met IA the midnight. wife and
daughters going westward, hfeless re-
mains Of husband and father coming
eastward. oh. IL was a sad. pitiful.
overwhelming spectacle! When we
are sick, we want to be sick at home.
When the time comes to die, we want
10 die at home. The room may be very
humble, and the faces that look into
ours may be very plain, but who cares
for that? Loving hands to battle the
temples. Loving voices to speak good
cheer. Loving lips to read the comfort
ing promises Of Jesus.
In our civil war men cast the cannon,
men fashioned musketry. men cried to
the hosts: Forward, march," men
hurled their battalions on the sharp
edges Of the enemy, crying: Charge,
charged" But woman seraped the lint,
woman administered the cordials, wom-
an watched the dying couch, woman
wrote the last message 10 the home cir
Gle, m wept at the solitary burial,
attended by herself and four men with
a spade. We greeted the generals home
with brass bands and triumphal arches
and wild huzzas; but the story is too
good TO be written anywhere, save in
the chronicles OF Heaven, OF Mrs. Brady,
who came down among the sick in the
swsmps Of the Chickahominy; of Annie
Ross In the cooper shop hospital; of
Margaret Breckenridge, who came TO
men who had been for weeks with their
wounds undressed, some of them frozen
TO the ground, and when she turned
them over those that had an arm left
waved 1t and filled the air with their
"hurrah!" of Mrs. Hodge, who came
from Chicago with blankets and with
pillows until the men shouted: Three
cheers for the Christian commission
God bless the women at home;" then
sitting down TO take the last message:
Tell my wife not to fret about me, but
TO meet me in Heaven; tell her to train
up the boys whom we have loved so
well; tell her we shall meet again in the
good land; tell her 10 bear my loss like
the Christian wife Of a Christian sol
dier;" and Of Mrs. Shelton, into whose
face the convalescent soldier looked and
said: your grapes and cologne
cured me"
And 30 II was also through all Of our
war with Spain-women heroic on the
field, Drawing death and wounds 10 reach
the fallen, watching by their fever Gotta
in the West Indian hospitals or on the
troopships or in our smitten home
camps. Men did their work with shot
and shell and carbine and howitzer;
women did their work with socks and
slippers and bandages and warm drinks
and Scripture texts and gentle stroktng'
Of the hot temples and stories OF that
land where they never have any pain
Men knelt down over the wounded and
said: son which side did you fght?'
Women knelt down over the wounded
and said; where are you hurt? Whai
nice thing can ] make for you to eat
What makes you cry?" Tonight Will,
we men are sound asleep In our bed,
there will be a light In yonder loft
there will be groaDing down that darl
alley; there will be cries OF distress II
that cellar. Men will sleep, and womeI
will watch.
Again, women has Il special right Il
take care Of the poor. There are hun
dreds and thousands Of them all oyel
the land. There is q kind Of work tina
men cannot do for the poor. Here GOMEZ
b group Of little barefoot children TO tn,
door Of the Doress society. They neeC
10 be clothed and provided for. Which
Of these directors Of banks would know
how many yards II would take TO max,
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