Marietta daily leader. (Marietta, Ohio) 1895-1906, 1901-03-06


thousands of Union soldiers, who gave
her the title of Mother" But 1t wal
as an apostle of temperance that she
achieved her great triumph. Her
strong, resolute soul sickened at the
destitution caused by drink which she
saw everywhere around her, and she
resolved to do all in her power to ban
ish the saloon from the land. She did
not originate the Woman's Temper
ance crusade; that honor belongs to
Mrs. Eliaz J. Thompson, of Hillsboro,
but she performed her work with such
zeal that she was soon its acknowledg
" leader. The Crusade was mighty
movement, perhaps the greatest moral
movement which has occurred during
the present century, or during any
century since the first of the Christian
era; for whatever we may think of it's
modus operandi, we must acknowledge
that 1t had wonderful influence on
home and state and that as a result of
discussions which grew out of 1t,
hundreds of avenues for the employ
ment of women were opened. Mother
Stewards f y e so grew that she was
called to Europe. She aroused public
sentiment in various parts of England,
Scotland and Ireland, and with the CO.
operation of Mrs. Parker. organized
the British Woman's Temperance I'm
ion.' In every town she was received
with great enthusiasm. In London az
audience rose to their feet and waved
their handkerchiefs and cheered en-
Enthusiastically when she was introduced
as "A Crusader" Many receptions
were given her, the most magnificent
one being that held in GLASGOW, Scot
land, in the Queens room, which was
beautifully decorated for the occasion
with American flags and where six
hundred of Glasgow's most prominent
citizens paid her their respects. Moth
er Stewart still lives in Springfield
Her head is covered with the snow of
many winters, but her eyes still flash
with the enthusiasm of youth and her
feeble voice is often raised for the
cause SO dear to her heart.
In the beautiful Miami valley, eight
miles north of Cincinnati, IAN old
brown homestead once reared it's walls
from the wayside dust aloof," and
there in the early twenties the Cary
sisters first saw the light of day. Their
were poor and had to work
early and late for the nine small child
rem who blessed their home. The
mother whom Alice described as "a
lady,. the loveliest ever the sun looked
down upon," died when Alice was fif-
teen and two years later her place was
filled by one who failed to appreciate
the beautiful poetic natures of the two
young girls. But if they must darn
and bake in the day time, the even
ings were their own, and they poured |
over their literary treasures which |
consisted of Bible, hymn book, "The
History Of the Jews" Lewis and |
Clark's Travels" "Pope's Essays" and
Charlotte Temple romance found.
ed on fact. When candles were denied
hem, saucer of lard with a bit of ray
or a wick served instead; and while
others slept, Alice and Phoebe wrote
heir musical lyrics, which found a
place in the corners of newspapers ana
magazines and won for them the ad-
and affection of some of the
greatest men in the land. They long
"a to meet the congenial spirit who
lad sent them words of announcement
Ind praise and they were delighted one
lay to receive visit from Horace
freely. then editor of the Tribune. who
rom that time was one OF their
Varmest friends. In 1S49 all of their
'oems were published in small vol
lme and with the one hundred dollars
brought they took little journey
nto the world. Whittier thus des-
ribes their visit to him:
years since (but names to me before)
'wo sisters sought at eve my door;
'wo song-birds wandering from their
nest,
gray old farm house in the west. t
lmid and young, the elder had
wen then smile too sweetly sad: '
he crown ofSpain that all must wear, I
90 early pressed her midnight hair. e
et' ere the summer eve grew long, /
Ter modest lips were sweet with song; s
memory haunted all her words G
clover-fields and singing birds. v
er dark, dilating eyes expressed f
he broad horizons of the west; c
er speech dropped prairie flowers, g
the gold h
harvest wheat about her rooIed. r
ore-doomed to sing she. seemed to s.
me; n
queried not with destiny; il
knew the trial and the need.
et all the more I said Cod snaadi n