where our prestige will desert us, whenever great cause calls us to speak from out our seclusions, and show men, from our insights and our place, the occasion and desire that look unto their rule.  They will not listen then; they will remand us to the ballot-box.

“Inside politics” is a good word.  That is just where woman ought to be, as she ought to be inside everything, insisting upon and implanting the truth and right that are to conquer.  And she can not be inside and outside both.  She can not do the mothering and the home-making, the watching and ministry, the earning and maintaining hold and privilege and motive influence behind and through the acts of men—­and all the world-wide execution of act beside.  Therefore, we say, do not give up the substance which you might seize, for the shadow which you could not hold fast if you were to seem to grasp it.  Work on at the foundations.  Insist on truth and right; put them into all your own life, taking all the beam out of your own eye before demanding—­well, we will say the mote, for generosity’s sake, and for the holy authority of the word—­out of the brother’s eyes.

Establish pure, honest, lovely things—­things of good report—­in the nurseries, the schools, the social circles where you reign, and the outside world and issue will take form and heed for themselves.  The nation, of which the family is the root, will be made, and built, and saved accordingly.  Every seed hath its own body.  The seed of the woman shall bruise the serpent-head of evil, and shall rise triumphant to become the ennobled, recreated commonwealth.  Then shall pour forth the double paean that thrills through the glorious final chorus of Schumann’s Faust—­men and women answering in antiphons—­

      “The indescribable,
        Here it is done;
      The ever-womanly
        Beckons us on!”

    Then shall Mary—­the fulfilled, ennobled womanhood—­sing her
    Magnificat; standing to receive from the Lord, and to give the
    living word to the nations: 

      “My soul doth magnify the Lord,
      And my spirit hath rejoiced in God, my Saviour. 
      For He hath looked upon the low estate of His handmaiden;
      For behold, from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed,
      For He that is mighty hath done to me great things;
      And holy is His name. 
      And His mercy is unto generations and generations.”

    The coming new version of the Old Testament gives us, we are told,
    among other more perfect renderings, this one, which fitly utters
    charge and promise: 

      “The Lord gave the word;
      Great was the company
        Of those
      That published it.”

      “The Lord giveth the word;
      And the women that bring
        Glad tidings
      Are a great host.”

    ADELINE D.T.  WHITNEY.