thou nothing to do with that just man, for I have suffered many things this day in a dream because of him?” It was a woman! the wife of Pilate.  Although “he knew that for envy the Jews had delivered Christ,” yet he consented to surrender the Son of God into the hands of a brutal soldiery, after having himself scourged his naked body.  Had the wife of Pilate sat upon that judgment seat, what would have been the result of the trial of this “just person?”

And who last hung round the cross of Jesus on the mountain of Golgotha?  Who first visited the sepulchre early in the morning on the first day of the week, carrying sweet spices to embalm his precious body, not knowing that it was incorruptible and could not be holden by the bands of death?  These were women!  To whom did he first appear after his resurrection?  It was to a woman!  Mary Magdalene; Mark xvi, 9.  Who gathered with the apostles to wait at Jerusalem, in prayer and supplication, for “the promise of the Father;” the spiritual blessing of the Great High Priest of his Church, who had entered, not into the splendid temple of Solomon, there to offer the blood of bulls, and of goats, and the smoking censer upon the golden altar, but into Heaven itself, there to present his intercessions, after having “given himself for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet smelling savor?” Women were among that holy company; Acts i, 14.  And did women wait in vain?  Did those who had ministered to his necessities, followed in his train, and wept at his crucifixion, wait in vain?  No!  No!  Did the cloven tongues of fire descend upon the heads of women as well as men?  Yes, my friends, “it sat upon each one of them;” Acts ii, 3. Women as well as men were to be living stones in the temple of grace, and therefore their heads were consecrated by the descent of the Holy Ghost as well as those of men.  Were women recognized as fellow laborers in the gospel field?  They were!  Paul says in his epistle to the Philippians, “help those women who labored with me, in the gospel;” Phil. iv, 3.

But this is not all.  Roman women were burnt at the stake, their delicate limbs were torn joint from joint by the ferocious beasts of the Ampitheatre, and tossed by the wild bull in his fury, for the diversion of that idolatrous, warlike, and slaveholding people.  Yes, women suffered under the ten persecutions of heathen Rome, with the most unshrinking constancy and fortitude; not all the entreaties of friends, nor the claims of new born infancy, nor the cruel threats of enemies could make them sprinkle one grain of incense upon the altars of Roman idols.  Come now with me to the beautiful valleys of Piedmont.  Whose blood stains the green sward, and decks the wild flowers with colors not their own, and smokes on the sword of persecuting France?  It is woman’s, as well as man’s?  Yes, women were accounted as sheep for the slaughter, and were cut down as the tender saplings of the wood.