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The Royal Neighbor, Vol. 6, No. 11, November 1905
VOLUME VI.
ADDRESS ALL LETTERS TO
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PRINTED AT
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NUMBER 11.
FRANCES E. WILLARD
A Tribute to American Women
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Delivered by Hon. Albert J. Beveridge in
the United States senate, February 17, 1905,
on the ocasion of the unveiling of the Willard
statue in the U. S. Capitol.
From the beginning woman has per-
sonified the world’s ideals. When his-
tory began its record it found her al-
ready the chosen bride of Art. The
things that minister to mankind’s good
have, from the very first, by the general
judgment, been made feminine—the
ships that bear us through storm to
port; the seasons that bring variety,
sureease of toil and life’s renewal; the
earth itself, which, through all time
and in all speech, has been the universal
mother. The Graces were women, and
the Muses, too. Always her influence
has glorified the world, until her beati-
tude becomes divine in Mary, Mother
of God. :
Mark how the noblest conceptions of.
the human mind have always been pre-
sented in form of woman. Take Lib-
erty; take Justice; take all the holy
aspirations, all the sacred realities?
Each glorious ideal has, to the common
thought, been feminine. The sculptors
of the olden time made every immortal
idéa @ daughter of the gods. Even
Wisdom was a woman in the early con-
cept of the race, and the unknown
genius of the youthful world wrought
Triumph itself into woman’s form in
that masterpiece of all the ages—The
Winged Victory. Over the lives and
destinies of men the ancients placed
Clotho, Lachesis, and Atrophos forever
spinning, twisting, severing the strands
of human. fate.
In literature of all time woman has
been. Mercy’s messenger, handmaid of
tenderness, creator and preserver of hu-
man happiness. Name Shakespeare—
Miranda and Imogen, Rosalind, Perdita
and-Cordelia appear; name Burns—the
prayer “To Mary in Heaven” gives to
the general heart that touch of nature
which makes the whole world kin;
name the Book of Books—Rachel and
the women of the Bible, in beauty, walk
before us, and in the words of Ruth
we hear the ultimate formula of wo-
man’s eternal fidelity and faith.
So we see that through all time wo-
man has typified the true, the beau-
tiful, and the good on earth. And now
lilinois, near the very heart. of the
world’s great Republic and at the
dawn of the twentieth century,
chooses woman herself as the ideal of
that commonwealth and of this period ;
for the character of Frances E. Willard
is womanhood’s apotheosis.
And she was American. She was the
child of our American prairies, daugh-
ter of an American home,
had strength and gentleness, simplicity
and vision. Not from the complex
lives that wealth and luxury force upon
their unfortunate children; not from
the sharpening and hardening process
of the city’s social and business grind;
not from any of civilization’s artificial-
ities, come those whom God appoints
to lead mankind toward the light.
Moses dwelt alone on the summit of
mystery and human solitude. The
Master abode in the wilderness, and
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there the power descended on Him
with which He put aside the tempter.
In the forests the father of our country
learned ‘liberty’s lesson from Nature,
liberty’s mother; and from the valleys
and the heights, the fields and pouring
streams, got understanding of the pos-
sibilities of this land, a knowledge of
its uses, a perception of its people’s des-
tiny. We cannot imagine Abraham Lin-
coln coming to us from a palace. No!
FRANCES E.
We can understand him only as he
réally was—man of the people and the
soil, thinking with the people’s mind
the grand and simple truths, feeling
with the people’s heart an infinite com-
passion for and fellowship with all the
race.
So, Mr. President, all the saints and
heroes of this world have come, fresh
and strong from the source of things,
by abuses unspoiled and unweakened
by faise refinements. And so came
Frances E. Willard, the American wo-
man. The wide, free fields were the
playgrounds of her childhood. The
great primeval woods impressed her
unfolding soul with their vast and vital
calmness. Association with her neigh-
bors was scant and difficult, and home
meant to her all that the poets have
sung of it, and more. It was a refuge
and a shrine, a dwelling and a place of
joy, a spot where peace and love and
safety and all unselfishness reigned
with a sovereignty unchallenged. And
so this child of our forests and our
plains, this daughter of that finest of
eivilization’s advance guard—the Amer-
ican pioneers—early received into her
very soul that conception of the home
to. which as the apostle of universal
womanhood, her whole life was dedi-
cated. :
To make the homes of the millions
pure, to render sweet and strong those
human relations which constitute. the
WILLARD.
family—this was her mission and her
work. And there cannot be a wiser
method of mankind’s upliftment than
this, no better way to make a nation
noble and enduring; for “the hearth-
stone is the foundation whereon the
state is built. The family is the social
and natural — unit. Spencer wrote
learnedly of “the individual and the
state’; put he wrote words merely.
The individual is not the important
factor in nature or the nation. Nature
destroys the individual. Nature cares
only for the pair; knows in some form
nothing but the family. And so by the
deep reasoning of nature itself Frances
Willard’s work was justified.
But her’s was no philosopher’s creed.
She got her inspiration from a higher
source than human thinking. In her
life’s work we see restored to earth
that faith which, whenever man has
let it work its miracle, has wrought
victory here and immortality hereafter.
Such was the faith of Joan, the in-
spired maid of France; such that of
Columbus, sailing westward through
the dark; such the exalted belief of
those good missionaries who first in-
vaded our American wilderness to light
with their own lives on civilization’s
altar the sacred fire that never dies.
The story of Frances Willard’s faith in
the conquest of evil by the good seems
ineredible to us who demand a map of
all our future before we take a step.
For Frances E. Willard knew no
questioning. ‘ithe Master’s message
was at once her guaranty and her com-
mand. The Bible was to her, in very
truth, divine. What immeasurable and
increasing influence that one book has
wielded over the minds of men and the
destiny of the world! If it be the word
of God, as we profoundly believe, surely
it comes to human ears with all the
dignity and peace and power that His
word should command. If it be the
word of man, then even the doubter
must admit that the ancient Hebrews
had miraculous skill to cast a spell
across millenniums which, strengthen-
ing with the years, spreads wider today
than ever and embraces the future as
far as even the eye of imagination can
behold. Not all invention or all states-
manship or all of literature have so
touched and bettered human life as
this one book. And it was the Bible
that gave Frances E. Willard her mis-
sion, her strength, her hope, her argu-
ment and her inspiration.
Thus prepared and thus equipped she
went out into the world and to her
work. No method can measure what
she did. ~The half million of women
‘whom she’ brought into organized co-
operation in’ the Women’s Christian
Temperance Union is but a suggestion
of the real results of her activities. In-
deed, the highest benefits her life be-
stowed were as intangible as air and
as full of life. She made purer the
moral atmosphere of a continent—al-
most of a world. She rendered the life
of a nation cleaner, the mind of a peo-
ple saner. Millions of homes today are
happier for her; millions of wives and
mothers bless her; and countless chil-
‘dren have grown into strong, upright
and beautiful maturity, who, but for
the work of Frances E. Willard, might
have been forever soiled and weakened.
Mother of all mothers, sister of all
wives, to every child the lover, Frances
E. Willard sacrificed her own life to
the happiness of her sisters. For after
all, she knew that with all her gifts
and all the halo of her God-sent mis-
sion, nevertheless the humblest mother
was yet greater far than she. But it
was needful that she should so conse-
crate her strength and length of years.
For how shall the service of utter un-
selfishness be achieved save in the utter
sacrifice ot self? So Frances E. Willard
gave up her life and all the rights
and glories of it that all of her sisters
might lead fuller, richer, happier,
sweeter lives themselves.
So, Mr. President, by placing her
statue in the hall of our national im-
mortals, a great commonwealth today -
forever commemorates the services of
this American woman to all humanity.
And the representatives of the Ameri-
can people-—the greatest people in this
world—in Cor-ress formally assembled
today are paying tribute to the little
frontier American maid who heard and
heeded the voices that came to her
from the unseen world, and, obeying
their counsels, became the first woman
of her generation, the. most beloved
character of -her time, and, under God,
a benefactress of her race.
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