News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-06-16
WHY IS WOMAN
RESTLESS?
DESTINY OF NATIONS DEPENDS
UPON COMMENTED HOMES.
BY w. D. Lewis.
President Texas Farmers Union

President Texas Farmers Union
Why is woman dissatisfied? Why
does she grow restless under the
crown of womanhood? Why is she
weary of the God-given jewel of moth
erhood? Is it not a sufficient political
achievement for woman that future
rulers nurse at her breast, laugh in
her arms and kneel at her feet? Can
ambition leap to more glorious heights
than to sing lullabies to 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 is more graft.
flying to woman's heart than the pat
ter of children's feet.
Woman Is Ruler Over All.
Why does woman chafe under re.
straint of sex? Why revile the hand
of nature? Why discard the skirts
that civilization has chung to since
the beginning of time? Why lay aside
this hallowed garment that has wiped
the tears of sorrow from the face of
childhood? In it's sacred embrace
every generation has hidden its face
in shame; clinging to its motherly
folds, lettering children have learned
to play hide and seek and from IT
youth learned to reverence and re-
spect womanhood. Can man think of
his mother without this consecrated
garment?
Why this inordinate thirst for pow.
err? Is not woman all 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 wien man bows down and
worships her? Man has given woman
his heart, his name and his money.
What more does she want?
Can man find it in his heart to look
with pride upon the statement that his
honorable mother-in-law 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 terror to the enemy? Whittier
are we drifting and where will we
land? .>
God Save Us From a Hen-Pecked
Nation.
follow the pillow for a living and
my views may have in them the smell
ofsthe SOIL my hair is turning white
under the frost of many winters and
perhaps l am a little old-fashioned,
but | believe there is more moral in
fluence in the dress of woman than in
all the statute books of the land. AS
an agency for morality, | wouldn't
give my good old mothers home
made gowns for all the suffragette's
and bylaws in the world.
AS power for purifying society. I
give one prayer of my sanity
mother for all the women's votes in
AS an agency for good
l wouldn't give the plea
If mothers heart for righteousness
or all the oaths of office in the land.
There is more power in the smile
# woman than in an act of congress.
here are greater possibilities for
ood government in her family of
aughing children than in the cab
net of the president of the United
tates.
The destiny of this nation lies in
he home and not in the legislative
alls. The hearthstone and the fam
Y Bible will ever remain the source
ouy inspiration and the Acts of the
postles will ever shine brighter than
he acts of Congress.
This country is law-mad. Why add
, a statute book, already groaning
nder its own weight, the hysterical
" of woman? If we never had
nance to vote again in lifetime and
ID not pass another law in twenty
We years, we could survive the or.
eal, but without home. civilization
ould wither and die.
God save these United States
ON becoming a hen-pecked nation;
lip us keep sissies out of Congress
Id forbid that women become step
theirs to government is the prayer
4ba 60 runaro of thic country