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And the poem had not reached us if a woman had not

stood Holding up the poet's courage, till the world pro

nounced it good. Which deserves the greater credit ? both have done the

things they could.

Women there have been who failed men in the hour of

sorest need, And the world has heard and cursed them for the fail.

ure of the deed ; But of women soul-devoted, patient, seldom do we


It is well God over-rules it-blame of failure comes from

men; But reward for best endeavor only crowns us truly,

when We lay aside the dusty garments, and the King shall

come again.

Every good strong deed of greatness has a woman at its

base, Or a little child with sunshine fresh from heaven upon

its face; Watching carefully the building, that each stone fits in

its place.

But you

To some few the word is given, “Go ye forth and build

your own,"

need not stop to seek it, God Himself will make

it known; You cannot misunderstand it, it will come to you


It is grand to be a woman standing very near to God, Seeing with her heaven-born instinct every step that He

has trod; Searching in the darkest science, till she finds it bright

with God.

Do you count her power as nothing? this great thing a

trifle call ? Why, life's trifles are its great things, and its great

things are the small. She who knows the power of nothings holds the greatest

power of all.

What is nobler for a woman, than to know within her

hands Is the destiny of nations, and the fate of many lands ? What can make a woman greater than the power

she now commands.

Think not that the country's ballot is the only power to

wield; God has given each a mission, we may always find some

field : Do you

think He counts it nobler to be more a sword than shield ?

Better be an inspiration, play the harp-strings of some

soul, Than to blow Fame's silver bugle, though through con

tinents it roll, Better be a useful fragment, than a damaged, useless


Better be behind the curtain, and to feel yourself a Than to lose the power of ruling, though with sceptre


you are seen ; Better be a queenly woman, than unwomanly, a queen.

'Tis not angels we are wanting on this busy restless

earth, It is noble, earnest women who prize well the right of

birth, Women who are looking upward, knowing well what

life is worth,

Even though their life be hidden, just content to work

away, Till the last great task is ended, till the dawning of

the day;

Knowing it shall stand exalted when God lifts the veil away.



BREAK up the Union of these States, because there

easy a matter, then, to make everything in the actual world conform exactly to the ideal pattern we have conceived in our minds of absolute right ? Suppose the fatal blow were struck, and the bonds which fasten together these States were severed, would the evils and mischiefs that would be experienced by those who are actually members of this vast republican community be All that would ensue? Certainly not. We are connected with the several nations and races of the world as no other people has ever been connected. We have opened our doors and invited emigration to our soil from all lands. Our invitation has been accepted. Thousands have come at our bidding. Thousands more are on the way. Other thousands still are standing a-tiptoe on the shores of the Old World, eager to find a passage to the land where bread may be had for labor, and where man is treated as man. In our political family almost all nations are represented. The several varieties of the race are here subjected to a social fusion, out of which Providence designs to form a new man."

We are in this way teaching the world a great lesson -namely, that men of different languages, habits, manners and creeds can live together, and vote together, and, if not pray and worship together, yet in near vicinity, and do all in peace, and be, for certain purposes at least, one people. And is not this lesson of some value to the world, especially if we can teach it not by theory merely, but through a successful example? Has not this lesson, thus conveyed, some connection with the world's progress toward that far-off period to which the human mind looks for the fulfillment of its vision of a perfect social state? It may safely be asserted that this Union could not be dissolved without disarranging and convulsing every part of the globe. Not in the indulgence of a vain confidence did our fathers build the ship of State, and launch it upon the waters. We will exclaim, in the noble words of one of our poets :

“Thou, too, sail on, O ship of State!
Sail on, O Union, strong and great!
Humanity with all its fears,
With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate!

We know what master laid thy keel,
What workmen wrought thy ribs of steel,
Who made each mast, and sail, and rope,
What anvils rang, what hammers beat,
In what a forge and what a heat
Were shaped the anchors of thy hope !
Fear not each sudden sound and shock-
'Tis of the wave and not the rock;
'Tis but the flapping of the sail,
And not a rent made by the gale!
In spite of rock and tempest roar,
In spite of false lights on the shore,
Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea !
Our hearts, our hopes are all with thee!
Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears,
Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,
Are all with thee-are all with thee !"

Rev. Wm. P. LUNT, 1863



HE day is done, and the darkness

Falls from the wings of night, As a feather is wafted downward

From an eagle in his flight.

I see the lights of the village

Gleam through the rain and the mist,
And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me

That my soul cannot resist.
A feeling of sadness and longing

That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only

As the mist resembles the rain.

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