" Man suffers in
his loves for woman. She often casts him on the rocks like an angry
unfeeling sea, but when, at last she has smiled upon him, he becomes a
broader, better man. Without the companionship of woman, man is truly
half-made up. He loses his self-esteem, he lives without laws, without
churches, without hospitals.
THE WESTERN WILDS,
during the early period of their settlement by Americans, have furnished
us with accurate views of society without women. And what has that
society been? More a den of wild beasts than a congregation of the most
reasoning of God's creatures! There we find men living in constant
suspicion of their comrades, in constant danger of hazarding their lives
for some sentimental canon of personal vanity that, if they were boys in
civilized society, would be flogged out of their moral code.
THE WHOLE HISTORY OF HUMAN SICKNESS
is a continuous outcry of the goodness of woman. Wherever the red hand
of war has risen to smite, there the white hand of woman has hastened to
soothe. After the roar of the conflagration and amidst the ruins piled
up by the earthquake ever has that sweet minister sought out the hungry
and succored the suffering.
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