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Chapter 3 No.3

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in' that we needed a relaxation to relax our two minds, rode into Jonesville. We we

st; and what made it pleasanter wuz, the boy stood up in the Democrat be

ly wuzn't well: I could see she wuzn't. I felt sad at the breakfast-table to see ho

purer than she wuz. After I got my work all done up below,-she offerin' to help me, and a not lettin' her lift her

d Ury with questions, had laid down on the crimson rug in front

in white zephyr worsted shawl round her; and her silky brown hair hung down her back, for she had been a brushin' i

good, quiet visit, and talk some about other wimme

nn and Maggie wuz. And I wanted to hear what she thought about the babe, and if she co

ith wuz, that lived neighbor to her aunt Mary's oldest daughter, and how that oldest daughter wuz, who wus s'posed to be a runnin' down. And I wanted to hear about Susan An

e branched right off, a lady-like branch, and a courteous one, but still a bran

a boundless love, and a awful dread in her eyes, that

the future, aunt Samantha, w

says I to myself, lookin' down on him; but I

hy," says she-And she fairly trembled as she said it. She would always throw her whole soul into any thing she undertook; and in this she had throwed h

think of it! how, with those open saloons on every side of him, when he can't walk down the street without those gilded bars shining on every hand; and the friends he will make, gay, rich, thoughtless young men like himself-they will la

usted out

trembled like a leaf. Some folks would have called her nervous and excitab

ad of gettin' yourself all worked up over what may never

y, every hour," says sh

n, hush up

uld hush up, and som

e wanted to do for him! I heard her

d her head took right off, if that would have helped him, if it would have insured him a safe and happy future;

o vote on the tem

in'; and he had begun himself on the subject to Cicely; had talked

le place between Jonesville and Loontown. He and uncle Nate Burpy

d, "The feller that delivered it ort to be President of the

had heard of it, that his mind wuz

so high-headed about it. But I do s'pose i

smart, they say, a

'em and lifted 'em round herself; took all the care of 'em in every way till they died: and then this boy didn't seem to have much faculty

ests and pantaloons, cheap, to furnish him money!-it was so sort o' restful to her to set

se was too tuckerin' a job for wimmen to tackle, and that wimmen hadn't the earnestne

thed him, as well as boarded him, and educated him: so he could talk powerful

d, wept for joy, it was so beautiful, and affected her so powerful. And she said "she never reali

ht, I heard, wantin' to repair the waste in his system, caused by eloqu

his arguments; and he talked '

ay under the curse of African slavery until that race of slaves were freed. And she believed, that when women who were now in legal bondage, were free to act as

e idee out of her head. She had pondered over it day an

aul had ruined himself, and broke her heart, and how her money wus bein' used now to keep gr

in' the biggest property there, of course it helped more than any thing else did to keep the streets smooth and even before the saloon-doors, so drunkards

s; and the minister, he knew how it ruined men's souls-they two

and thinkin' it would be for her interest in the end, hired votes with her mo

rented her houses, voted for license to a man. Her property used agin to spread the evil! She labored with these men with tear

ove and courtesy and kindness, but not the right to do as her heaven-learnt sense of right and wrong wanted her to. She had a fine mind, a pure heart: she had been through the highest schools of th

me more stupified by habitual vice-those men, who wus her inferiors, and her servants in every thing els

right. Curius she should think so

out the boy,-her fears for his future. "What could she do-what c

answer, that I'd say ove

wimmen can do. And try to influence him

r influences will come, and beat mine down. An

nd soothin', "How d

r of a grog-shop! If the women of the land had it in their power to do what their hearts dictate,-w

cture I speak of. He sot there, seemin'ly perusi

ely: that will jump out any way. As

es a shinin', and a red spot in her w

to reform, and who dare not pass the door of a saloon, the very smell of the liquor crazing them with the desire for drink. They want help, they pray to be saved; and we who are praying to help them are powerless. What if, in the futu

and turnin' the almanac to another month. "It seems to me sunthin' unwomanly, sunthin' aginst nat

em, so's to have some like 'em. But you worried awfully. You wus so afraid that carryin' the hens into the turmoil of public life would have a tendency to keep 'em from wantin' to make nests and hatch chickens! But it didn't. Good land! one of 'em made a nest right the

d ones, and planted right in by the side of these two loves of hern i

ackle loud, and cluck, and try to lead her chickens off into safety. And while the rooster is a steppin' high, and s

me nest, that wimmen are tryin' to defend their children from. And men may talk about wimmen's gettin' too excited and

y is tryin' to save her boy from. And I say it is domestic love in her to wan

and I knew what I felt in my own mind, and I didn't much care for any thing else. Wimmen do have such spells. They get fairly wore out a tryin' to express what they feel in their souls to a gain-sayin' world, and have that world yell out at 'em,

yin' this, my Josiah spo

him, and let him influence the world. Let him make the wo

ead is, that my boy will be led away by other, stronger influences than mine,-the temptations that have overthrown so many other children of prayer-how dare I hope that my boy will withstand them? And death may claim him before he could bear my influence to the world. Why not use it now, myself, to help him, and other mothe

entirely unbeknown

shness have it for a change? For, Josiah Allen," says I firmly, "you know, and I know, th

his left leg over his right one, and turnin' to a new m

elp them she would die for? Yes," says she solemnly, "I would die for Paul any ti

gerous for wimmen to vote, because votin' would be apt to lower wimmen in the opinion of us men and the public generally. In fact, it would be apt to lower wimmen down to mingle

't stand too much foolishness at one

now. They are ranked now by the laws of the United States, and the will of men, with idiots, lunatics, and criminals. And how pretty it looks for you men to try to scare us, and make us think there is a lo

us, Cicely and me, and he felt considerable meachin' to think he

apt to make t

at do I care for honor, or praise, or bl

r tender, earnest voice, and

ne, and a soul was given into my hands? Did I not suffer for him? Have I not been blessed in him? Why, his little hands held me back fro

. I can shield him from danger: if he should fall into the flames, I could reach in after him,

art will go with him, to joy or to death. He will go out into dangers a thousand

d see him rushing headlong into flames tenfold hotter than fire; see him on the brink of earthly and

walked the room back

How can I live and endure it? And

d look so bright on her white cheeks, that I would get skairt. A

ble with God, and you

e do for me when my boy is l

ee such hefty principles and emotions in such a little b

d back, "All women

es, "All men hain't like George Wash

seemin'ly, to tackle the nation-I've seen her jump up in a chair, afraid of a mic

stranger would speak to her. But she w

out her). I said to her after Josiah went out, a holdin' her little hot hands in mine,-

didly think and believe that it would be a good thing,-a blessin' to the youth of the land, a co

prophetic look in 'em, that I declare for't, if I

Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God.' And it don't say where they shall see Him, or when. And it don't say that the light that

n' in the twilight with the boy in her arms, if I had seen a halo round her head; and so I told

e to keep

to g

ying soul

it for t

inkin' of, I knew. She didn't t

asked what that was. And I told him it was "the inner glor

headdress. Wimmen was so full of new names,

at is French. But I wouldn't hurt his feelin's by correctin' him; f

come on at once; for her daughter, who wus a runnin' down, wus supposed to be a runnin' faster than she had run. And her aunt Mary was goin' to

s quick as she got through visitin' her aunt and h

missed her more if it hadn't been for the state my compan

roached the subject to me before he onharnessed, hitchin' the old mair for the purpo

?" says I coldly, c

he. "And if I can help the nation, I will be glad to do it; and if the nation can help me, I am willi

u hain't got your free pass to go on:-you rem

e snapped out.

d and haughty on any subject agin, mebby you would r

up, and hol

my face, will you, a

for the barn, a

shouldn't have mentioned the free pass to him. For it is a subject so gaulin' to him, that

o tell about this pass of hisen. But, if I do, it mustn't go no furth

he history in a

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