The Oskaloosa herald. (Oskaloosa, Mahaska County, Iowa) 1885-1919, 1907-02-21
8 Margaret, A Quaker Heroine .
BY PRESIDENT AZ RosENBERGER or PENN COLLEGE

stresss rerod now breaking upon her? Resoluely she
faced about and vigorously addressed herself to the
changed relations Delicate not accustomed TO tn
hard oars even in peaceful seas, now made neroo
struggle alone in the tumu of waters and at last "ele
permitted to cast anchor in the desired haven.
Her father and mother were speedily advancing In
years and well she knew the swift chariot OF the SKIES
would soon call their door inasmuch as the SHADOWS
enghen rapidly after the noonde has been passed FOR
their comfort happiness she gladly resigned her own
golden dreams and noby did she attend their sunset days
with deep fal devotion In of years after I'm
gering Illness the mother a ripened age, went to the
"oyerthereo world in great peace casting mothers
rich mantle of love and gratitude back upon dutifu
daughter
Still unwed advanced to the time of life when the
mpressionss purple haze paints the October SKIES When
the scared leaves touched and tinted by the invisible
pencil and pigments of the Frost King like birds of
geous pumage float softly through the air and when
deep hush of autumn stiffness reign all, in her home
away up the sceper of the Great Bear has none
through nuberess ages Margaret sits in her lux
urous chamber before cheerful CRATE of blazing fagos
and sends the following response to friend who but
recently sent her of congratuation upon the
fidelity with which she had discharged the Heaven i'm
posed task entrusted to in the long and the
beautiful RESIGNATION that had characterized her devotion
to sacred duty:
81 certainly deserve commentator for my deVo-
ton my parents simply eagerly grasped the gooa
fortune that fell to my lot. never could understand
why any one should think it trial for me to spend
all the precious hours possibly could beside my beloved
mother the dearest pleasure to sit by her side
and her and read in her eyes what her tongue
could not speak Oh, those peaceful hours looking to
ward the sunset! cannot be thankful enough for them
Mothers work was finished and she resting Some
,1oroy c1npdor fin
my own No other hand was shaped like hers. knew
so well could tell the dark 1t the left hand
held so much the nearest the heart for the poor
right hand was useless-parayzed 1t the left
hand with its shapely nails that holding when the
heart ceased to beat eyes closed for the last time;
the pain passed out of the sweet face; the long
journey ended and were left behind for my nero
inc had entered the Palace of the King.
But must not write more on that subject feel
too deeply Only this: 1 know may have missed the
greatest happiness that falls womans lot the joy OF
being beloved queen of Christian home. Yet OF all
our family think am the most favored, for it
granted me to spend those years with father and
mother in constant and close companionshp, and,
proudly claim to little them than the others
They needed me- Oh. mother needed me hourly, and /
could be there" ...."..
Love is sweet The heart of woman Graves its
mating to kindred soul the soul of her hero. Her
fondest dreams are going forth fair the moon in her
golden chariot and acknowledge the king
her bridegroom. To miss this happy hour may well De
termed the tragedy of In an era when want OIL
for old and perlous dearth OF love LOT
arents are strangely prevalent Margarets voluntary re-
lnouisbment of Happiness as had conceived that it
might be-" in order for mother in long ana
wasting illness and to comfort father in his declining
years shines like pearl surprising worth and beauty
making for her as true heroine, place in the worlds
real temple of honor. l..