The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1899-09-16
bRE FOR WOMEN.
,cs,s Stirring Sermon on
\. Queens Of Home. :"
-. FiresIde and the Hat
uInlstering Angels
Her Chief Desire
should lie.

ss lul
,. and many sympathies are
'" We memories recalled. The
toIomon's Song 9, 5; There are
,non. by one stroke, set forth
,,5oI character of true Chris
NAM. She is not a slave not "A
nota subordinate, but a queen,
nor sermon | showed you that
nI courtly attendants and inn
rJrole were not necessary to
nneen, but that graces of the
life will give coronation TO
nam. | showed you at once at
10Th that woman's position was
tbe world than mans, and
lorob she haA often been de-
ricbt Of suffrage, she always
and always would vote by her
and that her chief desire
mo that she should have grace
4, rule in the dominion which
oIrqadv won. | began an emu
of some of her rights, and now
e the subject.
erst Mace woman has the spc-
the superlatiye right of bless
comforting the sick. What
bot street. what house, has not
smitings of disease? Tens of
4. of sickbeds! What shall we
them? Shall man, with his
Eond and clumsy foot, go STUN
round the sickroom, trying to
"A ,be distracted nerves and al
n the pains of the distressed pa
The young man at college may
tbe idea of being under mater
Rrepces. but at the first blast of
fever on his cheek he says:
a is mother?" Walter Scott
Nrortlv in satire and partly in
.Iment;
Imam, in our hours Of ease,
ain. coy and hard to please,
"A main ana auga.sh wiring the brow,
"A stering angel thou!
kk the most pathetic passage IN
4 Bible is the description of the
In went out to the harvest field
Snem and got sunstruck-press-
4 hands on his temples and crying
bh. my head! My head" And they
sCarry him to his mother And
he record is: He sat ON her
Hin noon and then died
In civil war men east the cannon,
4 .hioned musketry, men cried to
lis: Forward, march, men
their battalions on the sharp
pf the enemy, crying: Charge,
b" But woman scraped the lint,
administered the cordials, wom-
|iched the dying couch, woman
|the last message to the home cir
bman wept at the solitary burial
|ed by herself and four men with
L. We greeted the generals home
|rass bands and triumphal arches
hid huzzas; but the story is too
% be written anywhere, save in
tonicles of Heaven, of Mrs. Brady,
bme down among the sick in the
Is of the Chickahominy; Of Annie
b the cooper shop hospital; of
ret Breckenridge, who came TO
Tho had been for weeks with their
Is undreSsed, some of them frozen
ground, and when she turned
over those that had an arm left
it and filed the air with their
M Of Mrs. Hodge, who came
Chicago with blankets and with
until the men shouted: Three
for the Christian commission.
less the women at home; then
down to take the last message:
ny wife not to fret about me, but
It me in Heaven; tell her to train
boys whom we have loved so
ell her we shall meet again in the
and; tell her to bear my loss like
ristian wife Of Christian sol
and of Mrs. Shelton, into whose
lie conyalescent soldier looked and
Your grapes and cologne
me-"
so it was also through all of our
18th Spain-women heroic on the
raying death and wounds to reach
len, watching by their fever cotA
West Indian hospitals or on the
llps or in our smitten home
Men did their work with shot
ell and carbine and howitzer;
did their work with socks and
S and bandages and warm drinks
.ipture tevte and can+le strokiuos
hot temples and stories of that
here they never have any main.
lelt down over +be wounded and
On which side did Won fiobt ~
knelt down over the wounded
d. Where are Won burt2 What
ing can I mako for Won IN ear?
makes Won crv9r To.nipbt while
b are sound asleen in orr beds
will be a LIGHT in wonder loft;
rill be grooning down that dark
here will he cries of distress IN
liar, Men will sIaen and vomen
tch.
4, woman has n sneciol rigbt IN
re of the Moor There are hum
md thousands Of them all over