The San Francisco call., 1899-05-28

that had borne them on the night Of
their bridal, swift and safe from pur-
suing vassals, and her hand was on the
bride when spouse and steed swept out
upon the tower.
Down she knelt at her lords knee
and she looked up silently,
And ne kissed her twice and thrice
for that look within her eyes,
Which he could not bear to see
Then putting her away from him, he
bade her go back to her tiring room
and her maids. But she by wifely
bond and woman's love swore that in
death or life she would not be parted
from him. He turned and sprang to
the saddle, but she caught and chung to
the stirrup rein With bit and spur he
backed his horse for that wild leap
from the battlements, whence hun
dred feet went down." But she still
cIung, half swooning, her hair sweeping
the ground and her limbs dragging.
Three times her husband broke her
clasp. and three times her hands closed
again with the same convulsive clutch.
Then. as commencing her to God, he
pressed his horse back for the fearful
leap. love gave her almost superhuman
strength and she climbed to the saddle
with him-"By her love she overcame."
And her head was on his breast,
where she smiled like one at rest
Then the horse in stark despair with his
front hoofs poised in air,
On the last verge rears amaln
Now he hangs. he rocks between, and
his nostrils curdle in,
-I,f1 hoo nd
the fakes of foam fall off,
And his face grows fierce and thin.
Then back-toppling, crashing back.
dead weight flung out to wrack.
Horse and riders overfeH
OH men sigh, that was a woman to
die for. There are no such women now
adays. The high heroism is thing of
the past. Let the man who thinks so
go into his kitchen while. and watch
his wife, worn and weary, while he
ponders this saying:
It's harder to live with the average
man than to die with him.
There are doubtless women, worn out,
broken down, crushed by the duties of
wifehood and motherhood, who would
gladly trade all these years of suffering
and pain for the few joyous months
that followed marriage, and then like
the Duchess May, smile at the dark
leap, with the arms OIL the man she
loved close clasping her
Every wife, every mother is hero
ine Is there no courage in putting that
little hand into yours, and forsaking
father and mother for your sake? Is
there no heroism in assuming the re-
sponsibility and risk of motherhood?
1t is doubly heroic when the young
woman can look around her and see
what loss marriage so often entails, loss
Of health Of figure of cOn1nlpXiOn Of
strength.
The best recognition that can be
given to the heroism of women is that
which minimizes its perils and smooths
the path of duty as much as is possi
ble It's very beautiful thing to have
a monument setting forth the virtues
of the wife and mother, with a weep
ing husband hanging wreaths about it.
But it is very much more beautiful
thing to be a happy, healthy woman
and a Joyful mother of children"
The crown of motherhood ought not
to be a crown of martyrdom.
The most practical recognition of the
worth of woman, her courage, her suf-
fering and her needs, is to be found in
that "Godsend to women" Doctor
Pierce's Favorite Prescription. There
is no extravaganza in that statement.
The martyrdom of motherhood is done
away by the use of this great remedy
IeIldle lTOuDIGS, QeUlItdllIlS drains,
and the inflammation and liberation
which cause such suffering.
Il would like to express my graft
tude to you for the benefit 1 have re-
ceived from your wonderful medicine,
Dr. Pierce's Favorite Prescription"
writes Mrs. H. c. Anderson of South
Britain, New Haven Co, Conn. (Box
33). During the first month after l
found 1 was going to become a mother
/ could not keep anything on my sto-
mach. Was so sick that | had to go
to bed and stay for weeks. In fact, 1
went to bed the 2Sth of June and never
got up till the first of August. l tried
different doctors, but with little bene-
fit. / read about many being helped by
using your medicine, so 1 thought
would give it a trial. l began to take
your 'Favorite Prescription in Novem-
ber and I had a nice little baby girl in
February following. My baby weighed
over eight pounds. l was only in hard
labor about one hour and got along
nicely during confinement; was up and