Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1915-07-08
WHY IS WOMAN
RESTLESS?

BY w. o. LswIs


President Texas FarmerS Union.
Why In woman dissatisfied? why
does she grow restless under the
crown OF womanhood? Why 10 she
weary Of the God-given jewel Of moth
erhooe? 10 IL not a sufficient political
achievement for woman that future
rulers nurse at her breast, laugh In
her arms and kneeI ut her feet? Can
ambition leap 70 more glorious heights
than TO sing iullabies 70 the worlds
greatest genuises, chant melodies to
master minds and rock the cradle OF
human destiny?
God pity our country when the hand
shake Of the politician IL more graft.
flying to woman's heart than the pat,
ter OF childrenis feet.
Woman 10 Ruler Over All.
Why does woman chafe under re.
straint OF ser? Why revile the hand
OF nature? Why discard the skirts
that civilization has chung 20 since
the beginning OF time? Why lay aside
this halsowe6 garment that has wiped
the tears Of sorrow from the face Of
childhood? In its sacred embrace
every generation has hidden It's face
In shame: clinging 10 its motherly
folds, lettering children have learned
to pay hide and seek Nand from 10
youth learned 70 reverence and re-
spect womanhood. Can man think of
his mother without this consecrated
garment
Why this inordinate thirst for pow.
er? Is not woman al powerful? Man
cannot enter this world without her
consent, he cannot remain in peace
without her blessing and unless she
sheds tears of regret over his depar.
ture. he has lived In vain. Why this
longing for civic power when God has
made her ruler over all? Why crave
authority when MAJ bows down and
worships her? Man has given woman
his heart. his name and his money.
What more does she want?
Can man find Il In his heart to look
with pride upon the statement that his
honorable mother-inlaw was one Of
the most powerful political bosses in
the country, that his distinguished
grandmother was one of the ablest
filIbusters In the Cenate or that his
mother was a noted warrior and her
name q terror to the enemy? Whittier
are we drifting and where win We
land7
God Save us From a Hen-Peeked
Nation.
follow the plow for a living and
my views may have I'm them the smell
Of the soil: my hair is turning white
under the frost of many winters and
perhaps | am q little old-fashioned,
but believe there in more moral in.
fiuence In the dress Of woman than in
all the statute books OF the land. Az
an agency for morality. wouldn't
give my good old mothers home.
made gowns for all the suffragette's
constitutions and bylaws In the world.
Az q power for purifying society. !
wouldn't give one prayer Of my sanity
mother for all the women's votes in
Chsistendom. AS an agency for good
government. ] wouldn't give the plea
OF a mothers heart for righteousness
for all the oaths of Office I'm the land.
There IL more power In the smile
OF woman than In an act Of congress.
There are greater possibilities for
good government in her family Of
laughing children than In the cab.
met OF the president OF the United
States.
The destiny Of this nation lies in
the home and not In the legislative
halls. The hearthstone and the fam
lily Bible win ever remain the source
OF our inspiration and the Acts Of the
Apostles win ever shine brighter than
the acts Of Congress.
This country Is law-mad. Why add
60 q statute book, already groaning
under its own weight. the hysterical
cry OF woman? II we never had
chance TO vote again In a lifetime and
did not pass another law in twenty.
i've years. we could survive the or.
deal. but without home. civilization
would wither and die.
God save these United States
from becoming a hen-pecke6 nation;
help us keep sissies out of Congress
and forbid that women become step
fathers to government. Is the prayer
Of the farmers Of this country.