Newport weekly independent., 1901-08-23

would have to travel down before she got to the ballot box? Compared with this work of training kings and queens for God and eternity, how in-
 significant seems all this work of
 voting for aldermen and common councilmen and sheriffs and con-
 stables and mayors and presidents.
 To make one such grand woman as
 have described how many thousand
 would you want of those people who
 go in the round of godlessness and
 fashion and dissipation, distorting
 their body and going so far toward
 disgraceful apparel as they dare go
 so as not to be arrested of the police,
 their behavior sorrow to the good
 and a caricature of the vicious and
 an insult to that God who made
 them women and not gorgons, and
 tramping on, down through frivo-
 lous and dissipated life, to temporal
 and eternal destruction. Oh, woman,
 with the lightning of your soul
 strike dead at your feet all these al
 lurements to dissipation and to
 fashion. Your immortal soul cannot
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 you up to empire and dominion.
 Will you have it? Oh, give to God
 your heart, give to God your best
 energies, give to God all your cul-
 ture, give to God all your refinement,
 give yourself to Him for this world
 and the next. Soon all these bright
 eyes will be quenched and these
 voices will be hushed, For the last
 time you will look upon this fair
 earth; fathers hand, mothers hand,
 sisters hand, child's hand will be no
 more in yours. It will be night, and
 there will come up cold wind from
 the Jordan, and you must start.
 Will it be lone woman on a track
 less moor? An, no, Jesus will come
 up in that hour and offer His hand,
 and He will say: You stood by me
 when you were well; now I will not
 desert you when you are sick" One
 wave of Ills hand, and the storm will
 drop, and another wave of His hand
 and midnight shall break into mid
 noon, and another wave of His hand
 and the chamberlains of Cod will come down from the treasure houses of Heaven with robes lustrous, blood
 washed and Heaven glinted, in which you will array yourself for the mar riage supper of the Lamb And then with Miriam, who struck the timbreI blythe Red sea, and with Deborah, who led the Lords host into the fight and with Hannah, who gave her Sam uel to the Lord, and with Mary, who rocked Jesus to sleep while there were angels singing in the air, and with Florence Nightingale, who bound up the battle wounds of the Crimea, you will, from the chalice of God, drink to the souls eternal rescue.
 One twilight, after I had been playing with the children for some time, I lay down on the lounge to rest, and, half asleep and half awake, | l seemed to dream this dream: It ] seemed to me that 1 was in far dis | tant land-not Persia, although more | than oriental luXurIance crowned the | more than fruitfulness filled the gar | dens; nor Italy, although more than | Italian softness filled the air And | l wandered around looking for | thorns and nettles, but I found none | of them grew there. And I walked | forth, and l saw the sun rise, and I | said: ''When will it set again?" and l the sun sank not. And I saw all the | people in holiday apparel, and l said: | When will they put on working mems garb again and delve in the mine and swelter at the forge?" But neither the garments nor the robes did they put off. And I wandered in the suburbs, and l said: "Where do they bury the dead of this great city?' And I looked along by the hills where it would be most beauti- ful for the dead to sleep, and I saw castles and towers and battlements. but not mausoleum, nor monu- ment, nor white slab could I see. And I went into the great chapel of the town, and I said: ''Where do the poor worship? Where are the benches on which they sit?" And a voice answered.: 'We have no poor in this great city" And I wandered out seeking to find the place where "SiS tHo HoNclS oI tHe uesIlIute, dlu l found mansions of amber and ivory and gold, but no tear did I see or sigh hear I was bewildered, and I sat under the shadow of a great tree, and l said: What am I and whence comes all thls?" And at that moment there came from among the leaves, skipping up the fowery paths and across the sparkling waters, a very bright and sparkling group, and when I saw their step I knew it, and when I heard +heir voicaS +bourb+