HERSTORY
COMES TO LIFE:VOICES FROM THE PAST
compiled
for the Vespers service, JUNE 24, 1990, 10:30 PM
at the
UNITARIAN UNIVERSALIST ASSOCIATION GENERAL ASSEMBLY
Milwaukee,
Wisconsin
Prelude:
“Standing Before Us,” Carole Etzler (c)1983
from
the album Thirteen Ships, available from Sisters Unlimite4
RR.1 Box 1420, Vergennes, VT 05491
Opening Words:
“She Walketh Veiled and Sleeping,”
Charlotte Perkins
Stetson Gilman (1860-1935)
She
walketh veiled and sleeping,
For
she knoweth not her power;
She
obeyeth but the pleading
Of
her heart, and the high leading
Of
her soul, unto this hour.
Slow
advancing, halting, creeping,
Comes
the Woman to the hour!-She walketh veiled and sleeping,
For
she knoweth not her power.
Charlotte
Perkins Stetson, In This Our World, Boston: Smal4 Maynard &
Co. (1898, 1893) p. 125
Hymn: “A
Hundred Years Hence” (Tune: “Milton” by Jacob
Kimball, 1793) Frances Dana Barker Gage (1808-1884)
One
hundred years hence, what a change will be made
In
politics, morals, religion and trade,
In
statesmen who wrangle or ride on the fence,
These
things will be altered a hundred years hence.
Our
laws then will be uncompulsory rules,
Our
prisons converted to national schools,
The
pleasure of sinning ‘tis all a pretense,
And
people will find that, a hundred years hence.
All
cheating and fraud will be laid on the shelf,
Men
will not get drunk, nor be bound up in self,
But
all live together, good neighbors and friends,
As
Christian folks ought to, a hundred years hence.
Then
woman, man’s partner, man’s equal shall stand,
While
beauty and harmony govern the land,
To
think for oneself will be no offense,
The
world will be thinking, a hundred years hence.
Oppression
and war will be heard of no more
Nor
blood of a slave leave [a] * print on our shore,
Conventions
will then be a useless expense,
For
we’ll go free-suffrage a hundred years hence.
Instead
of speech-making to satisfy wrong,
We’ll
all join the chorus to sing Freedom’s song;
And
if the Millenium is not a pretense,
We’ll
all be good [neighbors] * a hundred years hence.
Responsive Reading,
from “A Prophecy”
Phebe Ann Coffin
Hanaford (1829-1921)
With
reverent hand, we lift Truth’s glorious banner,
AND
FEALTY VOW
TO
ALL THAT LIFTS OUR SEX TO POWER AND HONOR
IN
THIS GRAND NOW
The
time has fled when weakness meant but woman:
THE
HOUR HAS COME
WHEN
THE DIVINE TRANSCENDS IN HER THE HUMAN;
And
‘tis her doom,
Her
glorious destiny, to guide this nation
Far
from its sin,
UP
TO THE HEIGHTS OF ITS SERENE SALVATION,
ITS
CROWN TO WIN
AMONG
THE PEOPLE THAT ARE KNOWN TO STORY
AND
CLASSIC SONG.
Then
shall no nation be so filled with glory,
And
none so strong....
TO
WORK FOR GOD IN WORKING FOR EACH OTHER,
AND
SIDE BY SIDE,
With
equal privilege and equal honor,
In
peace t’abide.
WE
WILL NOT FAINT, THEN, ON THIS FIELD OF FREEDOM,
BUT
STILL CONTEND,
WITH
ALL THE POWER GOD GIVES EACH TRUE REFORMER,
UNTIL
1HE END.
Phebe
A. Hanaford, From Shore to Shore, and other poems.
Boston:
B. B. Russell (1871) p. 229 (Punctuation adapted for responsive
reading.)
Invocation:
“Sonnet”
Celia Laighton Thaxter
(1835-1894)
As happy dwellers by
the seaside hear
In
every pause the sea’s mysterious sound,
The
infinite murmur, solemn and profound,
Incessant, filling all
the atmosphere,
Even
so I hear you, for you do surround
My newly-waking life,
and break for aye
About
the viewless shores, till they resound
With echoes of God’s
greatness night and day.
Refreshed and glad I
feel the full flood-tide
Fill
every inlet of my waiting soul;
Long-striving,
eager hope, beyond control,
For help and strength
at last is satisfied;
And
you exalt me, like the sounding sea,
With
ceaseless whispers of eternity.
Celia Thaxter, The Poems, Boston: Houghton Muffin Co. (1916,
1871) p. 165
Brief silence, followed
by congregational response:
And you exalt me like the sounding sea,
And ceaseless whispers of eternity.
The Challenges
Before Us
Frances Ellen Watkins
Harper (1825-1911)
O women of America!
into your hands God has pressed one of the sublimest opportunities
that ever came into the hands of the women of any race or people. It
is yours to create a healthy public sentiment; to demand justice,
simple justice, as the right of every race; to brand with everlasting
infamy the lawless and brutal cowardice that lynches, burns and
tortures your own country[folk] .
To grapple with the
evils which threaten to undermine the strength of the nation and to
lay magazines of powder under the cribs of future generations is no
child’s play.
Let the hearts of the
women of the world respond to the song of the herald angels of peace
on earth and good will to [all]*. Let them throb as one heart unified
by the grand and holy purpose of uplifting the human race, and
humanity will breathe freer, and the world grow brighter. With such a
purpose Eden would spring up in our path, and Paradise be around our
way.
Francis
Ellen Watkins Harper, excerpts from an address on “Woman’s
Political Future,” World’s Congress of Representative
Women (1893) reprinted in “Sexism and Peacemaking”
curriculum, Session H Page H 18, Unitarian Universalist Peace Network
Elizabeth Palmer
Peabody (1804-1894)
I do not think that
Evil should be clothed in forms by the imaginations: I think every
effort should be made to strip it of all individuality, all shaping,
and all coloring. And the reason is, that Evil has in truth, no
substantial existence, that it acquires the existence it has from
want of faith and soul- cultivation, and that this is sufficient
reason why all cultivation should be directed to give positiveness,
coloring, shape, etc. to all kinds of good, -- God alone being
eternal truth.
Elizabeth
Palmer Peabody, excerpt of letter to Bronson Alcott, 8 October 1835,
in Bruce A. Ronda, ed., Letters of Elizabeth Palmer Peabody:
American Renaissance Woman. Middleton, CT: Wesleyan University
Press (1984)
Augusta Jane Chapin
(1836-1905)
When, after long
struggles, through ways of darkness, with no one to counsel, a child
in a school of an opposite faith, I came to a knowledge of this great
truth, it seemed to me a foregone conclusion that there could be
nothing in this world for me to do but to give my powers and my life
to the promulgation of the great, the glorious truth, which is the
one thing which this world needs to bring us to the dawn of the
millennium morning. And I look to the influence of woman in the
future---added to the influence of our brother-man, who has so long
and so grandly worked,--as she shall wisely use the abilities which
God has given her, to hasten on the time when we shall everywhere
hear the triumphal notes of the gospel, and the hosts of Zion shall
go forth to victory.
J.
W. Hanson, D.D., Voices of the Faith: A Birthday Book Containing a
Selection for every day in the year from writers expressing the
Universalist faith, Boston: Universalist Publishing House (1885)
p.222
Congregational
response:
_you
exalt me like the sounding sea,
with
ceaseless whispers of eternity.
Struggle and Hope
Mary Ashton Rice
Livermore (1820-1905)
Do you ask, “Why
should life be packed so full of conflict? Why was it not planned to
be harmonious and congenial?”... We cannot look at the world as
it is to-day, a scene of vast and universal conflict, without
believing it to be organic, and the design of the Creator... Is it
not possible, ... that the hindrances which arrest our progress, and
the obstacles that lie broadly in our path, are the divinest agents
of help which our Creator could give us?... The painful struggles to
overcome and remove them develop in us strength, courage,
self-reliance, and heroism. They are the hammer and chisel that
release the statue from the imprisoning marble,-- the plow and the
harrow that break up the soil, and mellow it for the reception of the
seed that shall yield an abundant harvest.
Mary
A. Livermore, “The Battle of Life,” in The Story of My
Life: or, The Sunshine and Shadow of Seventy Years.
Hartford,
CT: A. D. Worthington & Co. (1897) pp. 678-680
Hannah Adams
(1755-1831)
The candid mind will
not consider [the diversity of] opinions as an argument against
divine revelation... There may be as great a variety in the moral as
in the material world. Hence naturally results a diversity of
sentiment, which will appear less surprising, if we consider the
additional force of education, and the prejudices to which we are
all, in some degree, exposed.
Hannah
Adams, A View of Religion in Three Parts, Dunstable, MA: J. W.
Morris (1805) Appendix
Alice Cary (1820-1871)
Nay, but ‘t is
not the end;
God were not God if
such a thing could be:
If not in time, then in
eternity,
There must be room for
penitence, to mend
Life’s broken
chance, else noise of wars
Would unmake heaven.
Hanson, Voices of
the Faith, p. 136
Congregational
response:
--you
exalt me like the sounding sea,
with
ceaseless whispers of eternity
Our Vocation
Eliza Tupper Wilkes
(1844-1917)
“What
is Your Work?”
“What is your
work?” she asked me
In her thrifty eager
way.
Alas! I had no answer;
I was silent with
dismay.
And again and again the
question Repeated itself to me;
Youth’s haunting
unfilled desires
Came back and refused
to flee--
There was in those
olden plans of mine
To add to earth’s
real wealth;
But the trivial round
of petty cares
Have taken the years by
stealth.
But I comfort myself in
thinking,-
If only the work be
done,
It matters not who sows
the seed,
Or who on the errands
run.
Does it matter if my
song’s unsung?
My poem find no word?
For the pictures still
the canvas wait?
My sermon never heard?
If only my heart keep
singing,
My deeds the sermon
preach,
The beauty I sought for
the canvas
My life attempt to
teach--
And so, when next she
asks me
What work I have to
bring,
I shall not turn
abashed away
But with joy my voice
will sing--
As I say: “I run
on errands
For those who truth’s
scepters wield,
I carry the cup of
water
To the workers in the
field.”
Eliza
Thpper Wilkes, correspondence, in UUA archives
Hazel Ida Kirk
(1885-1957)
Because we believe with
all our hearts that only religious ideals can make a worthwhile
civilization, we want to plant those ideals in the heart and soul of
people. Just as one never knows what great leader may sit before him
[or her] * in the guise of a little child, so we who work in a small
way never know but that one of our hearers may be a chosen one to
lead people out of darkness into light. Such a thought glorifies all
the common tasks and makes one determined to put his [or her] * very
best into each service however insignificant it may seem to be and
how meager the results appear. We are “like the grass-blade,”
which helps the meadow to be a meadow and our mission is to be as
good grass-blades as possible.
Hazel
I. Kirk, The Bulletin of the Women’s National Missionary
Association, November 1922.
Phebe Ann Coffin
Hanaford (1829-1921)
“The Question
Answered”
suggested by an
incident in the life of Lucy Stone and Antoinette Brown, while
fellow-students at Oberlin, Ohio.
The evening hour with
soothing quiet came;
The silver moon rose
slowly up the sky;
Crowned with young
womanhood, two friends walked forth,
Communing gladly of
Life’s purpose high.
The queenly step of
one, the taller, ceased:
She turned, and looked
full in her friend’s clear eye.
“Can woman reach
the pulpit?” then she asked,
And waited, with a full
heart, the reply.
The answer came; but
not a hope was born,
As fell those words
upon the querist’s heart:
“Woman may labor
in full many a field,’
But may not hope to act
the preacher’s part.’....
A quarter-century now
hath passed away,
And many a woman in the
pulpit stands,
Ordained to do the
pastors noble work
By more than laying on
of human hands.
O God! we’ll
trust thee for the days to come,
Thou who hast guided
woman in the Past;
And with a grateful
heart thine handmaids sing,
“The day of
righteous freedom dawns at last.”
Phebe
A. Hanaford, From Shore to Shore, and other poems, Boston: B.
B. Russell (1871) p. 275
Congregational
response:
...you
exalt me like the sounding sea,
with
ceaseless whispers of eternity.
Theology and Faith
Lucy Barnes (1780-1809)
What would avail to me
the joys of heaven,
And all the splendors
of the golden coast,
If I must know millions
of human souls
In misery groan, and
are forever lost?
Hanson,
Voices of the Faith, p.150
Lydia Maria Francis
Child (1802-1880)
If men applied half as
much common sense to their theological investigations as they do to
every other subject, they could not worship a God, who, having filled
this world with millions of...children, would finally consign them
all to eternal destruction, except a few who could be induced to
believe in very
difficult and doubtful
explanations of prophecies handed down to us through the long lapse
of ages.
Hanson,
Voices of the Faith, p. 54
Anita Trueman Pickett
(1881-1961)
“A Confession of
Faith”
To realize and reveal
the Divine within my soul,
To see, serve, and
worship the Divine in all else;
This is my life, my
faith, my religion.
It is the Soul of
Science and the Goal of Philosophy;
It glorifies all forms
of human love.
It sanctifies service,
transforming
Labor into Art.
It justifies the
delight of [humanity] *
in
communion with Nature.
It exposes Sin to the
flame which consumes it,
For Sin is the SENSE OF
SEPARATENESS which
crushes
the Divine within,
and
hides the Divine about us.
It explains Evil, which
exists only for the
Finite
Mind, because of its separateness.
It overcomes Evil, by
bringing the Separate Self
into
union with the Universal Spirit.
The Divine Self has
created within its Being
many
separate selves
That in each it may
enfold a revealer and a
beholder
of its own perfection.
I am one of these
separate selves, and I
Follow
my destiny.
Every day is a romantic
adventure.
Every place I visit is
holy ground.
All persons I meet are
Divine Companions,
seeking
me as I seek them,
That we may reveal the
Divine in our souls
one
to another,
And share the Divine
that we discover
in
our Universe.
Unpublished manuscript, (c) 1989 by Lyn Burnstine. Permission
pending.
Julia H. Scott
(1809-1842)
Universalism:-
What is it? A star on
the wild heaving sea,
Prostrating the proud
on a prayer-bended knee;
A fire that refineth
the metal within;
The canker which gnaws
at the vitals of sin.
What is it? ‘T is
mercy, ‘t is justice, ‘t is truth,
The staff of the aged,
the glory of youth;
The rainbow of promise,
to brighten our tears;
A lamp in death’s
valley, dispersing our fears.
What is it? thou
askest. Thy answer is there
In thy own swelling
heart, with its beautiful prayer:
It breathes through all
nature, it centres above;
‘T is our own
spirit’s essence, ‘t is infinite love.
Hanson, Voices of the Faith, p. 344
Julia Ward Howe
(1819-1910)
The religion
[--Unitarianism--] which makes me a moral agent equally with my
father and brother gives me my right and title to the citizenship
which I am here to assert. I ought to share equally with them its
privileges and its duties. No man can have more at stake in the
community than I have.
Carol
McPhee and Ann Fitzgerald, Feminist Quotations: Voices of Rebels,
Reformers and Visionaries. NY: Thomas Crowell (1979) p. 35
Congregational
response:
...you
exalt me, like the sounding sea,
with
ceaseless whispers of eternity.
Address: “What
Women Can Do in Uniting the Culture and Religious Forces of Society”
Delivered by Rev.
Caroline Julia Bartlett [Crane] (1858-1935) at the First American
Congress of Liberal Religious Societies, Chicago, 1894.
[Introduction of the
speaker by a Dr. Thomas]:
The hour has now
arrived for consideration of “What Can Be Done in Uniting the
Culture and Religious Forces of Society by the Women,” an
address by Rev. Caroline J. Bartlet, pastor of the People’s
Church at Kalamazoo, Michigan.
“What Women Can
Do in Uniting the Culture and Religious Forces of Society”
by Rev. Caroline Julia
Bartlett [Crane)
When a child, I
sometimes amused myself, foolishly enough, by repeating some familiar
word or name over and over, until it was emptied of all real
significance and became filled with some curious and perhaps uncanny
meaning which its mere sound suggested to my fancy. Some such
foolishness, I think, the world is now practicing upon the word
“woman,” until the appellation that but just now conveyed
an idea familiar enough to the world, has become the symbol for a
great unknown quantity--unknown, but not unknowable, if the world can
help it. From her obscurity as a seldom commented upon member of the
genus homo, she has been suddenly evoked by the spirit of the
Nineteenth Century which discovered her, and invited everywhere to
define herself sharply against the back-ground of the regnant sex;
and it may be confessed that she has responded with no undue coyness
or reluctance. However, many women had ventured to hope that the
Great Divide has been reached and over-passed in that Columbian year,
and that woman might now be permitted to de[s]cend from the dizzy and
arid heights of self-consciousness into a somewhat less conspicuous
but more fruitful area of existence. But no! this most notable
assembly, the child of that Parliament of Religions, demands to know
“what women can do in uniting the culture and moral forces of
society.”
Having been requested
to open the discussion of this matter, I study the question
carefully--both the question and its relation to the rest of the
program. Does it imply a recognition of woman as an actual or
possible coordinate factor with man in uniting the culture and
religious forces of society? Does it imply even more? for indeed I
cannot find anywhere upon the program a question concerning what man
can do to these ends. Now far be it from women to take advantage of
the modesty of these gentlemen (who so kindly arranged the program
without demanding their assistance) by exploiting the actual or
possible achievements of women. What can women do in uniting the
culture and religious forces of society? The gentlemen were doubtless
thinking of woman’s efforts to unite the moral culture of women
and men under a single, identical standard. Yet will we not boast
until our efforts give surer signal of success. They are thinking
that women as mothers contribute more influence than do men as
fathers to ennoble, and thus to unify, the minds and hearts of each
successive generation of children. We reply: Perhaps men may do quite
as much when they awaken to their full share of parental
responsibility. They are thinking of that great uniting social force,
our true “National Guard,” the women public school
teachers of America. We say, There is no statutory bar against men
assuming more of the honorable tasks (and less of the honorary
emoluments) of public education. They are thinking of what women in
the club life are doing to stimulate thought and action in currents
that sweep away the barriers of sect and unite on the great sea of
ideas and ideals that all well-intentioned people hold in common. We
say:. Gentlemen, do not be discouraged; you have a few clubs for
serious purposes even now! They are thinking of that vast field of
organized and personally administered philanthropies by which women
are leading the world towards that practical solidarity of human
interests which the world most needs. We reply: If men seldom yet
give themselves, it is something that they freely give their money;
and there are a few men in Chicago, even now, patterning after Miss
Addams and the Hull House! Take heart! in all these lines you may do
as much as anyone, when once you decide to share more equally with
woman the burdens and privileges of nurturing, teaching, comforting,
nursing, repairing, sympathizing, that bring one near the heart of
the world.
But it is just possible
that such words of sisterly encouragement are ill bestowed. A second
scanning of the program suggests that our brothers are not, after
all, unduly depressed concerning their importance. In an American
Congress of Free Religious Societies, occupying three full days, it
would not seem on second thought, that fifteen or twenty minutes
given to woman to discuss, not the subject in hand to be sure, but to
discuss herself (with a few minutes allowed another woman to mention
any omitted fact concerning the sex),--it would not seem that this is
giving undue prominence to woman’s part in this great and
prophetic movement--not, at least, when we recall, with some
difficulty, a mental shock, that this is an American Congress of
Liberal Religions called into being by men and women, and that call
eloquent of a belief “in the great law and life of love,”
and “a desire for a nearer and more helpful fellowship in the
social, educational, industrial, moral and religious thought and work
of the world.
The proposed nearer and
more helpful fellowship in the thought and work of humanity is thus
inaugurated by assigning one half of humanity to the pleasant and
placating task of talking about itself for a few minutes before
beginning the discussion of the subject for which the convention is
called-- after which that one half of humanity has no part nor
recognition whatever in this council for uniting the culture and
religious forces of the world. (“In the world, but not of the
world,” as it were.) I ask pardon. The ladies are permitted to
give a reception in honor of the Congress, and to provide suitable
refreshment for those who have gallantly and quite cheerfully borne
the toils of thought and debate for them.
Now to be serious (and
I have meant to be serious, but the question presents difficulties,
you see), I hope no one supposes we take it as an intended slight
from the brethren. I am sure they never thought of such a thing--that
it is a perfectly involuntary and artless revelation of a state of
mind. While they were busy arranging this magnificent program for
discussing social, educational, industrial, moral and religious
fellowship “of the most inclusive kind,” they were quite
unconscious of our existence. After it was all completed, somebody
looked down and said: “Why, there are some women here! They can
do something--let’s see--society!--that’s it! Let them
prattle about it, and then we will give them some good advice as to
just how they shall begin.”
And, gentlemen, we
shall be glad, when the question comes to general discussion, if you
will kindly tell us how we are to begin to do the work it is needful
we should do with you, if the proportions of this program truly
indicate your expectations of us.
If I have indicated in
a word some of the work which women are doing and shall do to un[it]e
the culture and moral forces of different classes and grades of
society, surely enough has been said upon this subject when the great
problem remains--namely, the union of the culture and religious
forces of the two co-ordinate halves of society, men and women.
And be it understood, I
make no special plea for woman. She may and does suffer from the
divorce. But she is no longer asleep to her needs nor her defects.
She is started on the road to progress at last, and she knows her
goal. She, in touch with human service in the home, the school, the
slum, the hospital, the world at large, leads a more interior life
than you; she can evolve her sours freedom and destiny alone, if she
must. It will be imperfect, not roundly human, for the lack of you;
but it will not be so imperfect as your expression of religion made
without her help. Because: she is the mother, not merely physical but
spiritual, of humanity,--she mothers humanity, and what she sees in
this child of hers, she keeps and ponders in her heart.
I would not boast.
Indeed, I must admit whether I would or not, that men have thus far
led the world in thought and action. Reasons can justly be assigned
for this which do not imply woman’s necessary and continued
inferiority in influence here. But even were it true (which I will
neither admit nor stop to argue) that men always will lead in thought
and action, how does this touch our problem? In all the past of
theology, men have been at the front, have led the church militant,
have conducted the great controversies, made the great schisms,
formulated the creeds, hunted and impaled the heretics, set the
standards and done the preaching of the world. Meanwhile, women, thus
relieved, has had some time to do the practicing. And let me ask, in
passing, have you ever observed that where anyone names the qualities
of the ideal church,.., they are precisely the qualities attributed
to the ideal woman? Does not this suggest a hitherto unutilized means
of bringing both nearer the ideal?
But now, what have the
church and the world profited by this excessive division of function
to which I have alluded? I will not speak of the moral effects,
further than to affirm that this alienation of men and women along
the higher lines of thought and life has been the chief producer of
that pernicious double standard which has robbed manhood of one set
of virtues and womanhood of another. Pass this by, but here we have,
as the product of man’s intellect, all the cruel and inhuman
and separatist creeds, to combat and to disintegrate which, has been
a great part of the life work of all the liberal religious societies
here assembled; to surmount which, is the gigantic task proposed by
this Congress. “Salt,” said the little boy, “is
what makes potatoes taste bad when you don’t put any on.”
Womanhood, I say, is what makes religion hard and inhuman when she
hasn’t any voice in it.
Calvinism is
faultlessly logical. “Faultlessly logical”--what more
would you? 0, for a mighty rising of womanhood in that hour, to
declare the forgotten wisdom of the ancients, that the true seat of
the intellect is in the heart!
Do not misunderstand
me. I repudiate that popular antithesis of man as a reasoning and
woman as an emotional being. Both reason and emotion are human
qualities, and the man or woman who is radically deficient in either,
is not a well-rounded human being. If there be a sex difference, I
say it is a difference of proportion and emphasis; and if it be (as I
believe it is) characteristic of women that they are inclined to
worship a throbbing ideal rather than a lifeless formula, by that
token should they be respected and valued in a religious conference
whose initial and central utterance is belief “in the great law
and life of love.”...
But why must we choose
between two phases of human development that are by nature not
mutually exclusive but mutually complementary? This, this is the
solemn truth: that we never yet once have had, and that we never will
have a natural religion, a religion of humanity, till the two
co-ordinate elements of humanity mingle to create it. Men and women
may separately struggle free front many of the errors of the past,
but neither sex can ever rise above its innate incapacity to express
in terms of itself the whole of the humanity of which it is but
half....
[There is the story of
the] little girl who, being asked to define the word “epistle,”
said she wasn’t sure, but she thought it was the feminine of
“apostle.”... I want to be at least an epistle among
these apostles of free religion--an epistle begging favor to be read
in the light of consistency with the avowed principles of this
congress.
And this is the
inevitable postscript appended to this “so long epistle which I
have written with mine own hand.” If it be time for the various
branches of liberalism to quit outlining themselves severally against
each other and against the back-ground of Orthodoxy and to set at
some united constructive work for the world, is it not time for men
and women as human beings to do the same? What can women do thus to
unite the culture and religious forces of society? They can refuse
longer to talk of themselves and their achievements and possibilities
(as I had determined to refuse in this case until I thought of a few
things I would really like to say). They can resolutely labor to make
mere sex- distinctions as obsolete to the spirit and work of a
congress like this, as are the terms Unitarian, Universalist,
Jew--all swallowed up and forgotten in the task set, the ideal
striven for by the common humanity in us all when touched by the
Divine brooding in all and over all.
Shall men execute this
long delayed justice? or shall it be that woman must, at least, sadly
assert her own discredited divine prerogative, take up that crown of
human-hood, and crown herself?
But men and women are
natural allies. This artificial separation in the higher provinces of
life is based on false principles which it is the glory of this
congress to transcend. And thus, out of the logic and out of the
spirit of this congress, there will come, as I hope and also believe,
that better day-- infinitely better for us all--when there shall be
no Jew nor Gentile, Greek nor barbarian, male nor female but all
shall be one in the renaissance of that Christ-spirit which even now
dawns upon an expectant world.
The Commission
Anna Carpenter Garlin
Spencer (1851-1931)
“The Voice
Within”
At dawn it called--”Go
forward without fear!
All paths are open;
choose ye, glad and free.”
Through morning’s
toilsome climb it urged the plea--
“Nay, halt not,
though the path ye chose grow drear.”
At noon it spake
aloud--”Make smooth the way
For other feet. Bend to
thy task, though weight
Of sorrow press thee.
Others dower, though late.
Deny thy secret wish.
Through later day
It warns--”Climb
on! Heights woo! The waning light
Bids haste! Yet scorn
not those who lag behind,
Confused by lengthening
rays that clear thy sight,
These, too, have
striv’n all day their way to find.”
At eve, when flaming
sunset fades, 0 hear
Dawn’s echoing
call--”Go forward without fear.”
Anna
Garlin Spencer, “The Voice Within,” in The West Side
Calendar, in pamphlet file at Meadville-Lombard Libraiy.
Olympia Brown
(1835-1926)
Dear Friends, stand by
this faith. Work for it and sacrifice for it. There is nothing in all
the world so important to you as to be loyal to this faith which has
placed before you the loftiest ideals, which has comforted you in
sorrow, strengthened you for noble duty and made the world beautiful
for you. Do not demand immediate results but rejoice that you are
worthy to be entrusted with this great message and that you are
strong enough to work for a great true principle without counting the
cost. Go on finding ever new applications of these truths and new
enjoyments in their contemplation, always trusting in the one God
which ever lives and loves. “One God, one law, one element, and
one far-off divine event to which the whole creation moves.”
reprinted
in Charlotte Core, Olympia Brown: The Battle for Equality.
Racine, WI: Mother Courage Press (1988) p. 197
Mary Ashton Rice
Livermore (1820-1905)
Courage, then, for the
end draws near! A few more years of persistent, faithful work, and
[women will be recognized as the legal equals of men1... Keep things
stirred up... don’t let the people forget... the time is coming
when, if we continue this work, [victory] will come. You and I may
not live to see it; but2... history will tell this story to our
children, and our children’s children, down to the latest
generation. No one can yet see the way out... But there a way out,
and we shall yet find it3... Nothing that is evil can permanently
succeed. Nothing that is right will forever be overcome4... And the
time is coming, in the not far-distant future, when we shall
celebrate3...
composite
of quotes by Mary Ashton Rice Livermore:
(1)
speech in The History of Woman Suffrage (Anthony &
Stanton) VoL4, p.412; (2) “Keep things stirred up,”
speech to Unitarian Church Temperance Soc. May 30, 1890;
(3)
“The Battle of Life,” clipping; August 8, 1891; (4) “Does
the Liquor Traffic Pay?” in Story of my Life p. 712
Closing Hymn:
“Hail, Mount of God”
Julia Ward Howe (1907)
(tune: Ellers, by Edward John Hopkins, 1868)
1. Hail! Mount of god,
whereon with reverent feet
The messengers of many
nations meet.
Diverse in feature,
argument, and creed,
One in their errand,
[sisters] * in their need.
2. Not in unwisdom are
the limits drawn
That give far lands
opposing dusk and dawn.
One sun makes right the
all-pervading air.
One fostering spirit
hovers everywhere.
3. So with one breath
may fervent souls aspire
With one high purpose
wait the answering fire.
Be this the prayer that
other prayer controls--
That light divine may
visit human souls.
4. The worm that
clothes the monarch spins no flaw,
The coral builder works
by heavenly law.
Who would to conscience
rear a temple pure
Must prove each stone
and seal it, sound and sure.
5. Upon one steadfast
base of truth we stand.
Love lifts her
sheltering walls on either hand;
Arched O’er our
head is Hope’s transcendent dome.
And in the [Mothers]*
heart of hearts our home.
Benediction
Maria Mitchell
(1818-1889)
...Small as is our
whole system compared with the infinitude of creation, brief as is
our life compared with the cycles of time, we are so tethered to all
by the beautiful dependencies of law, that not only the sparrow’s
fall is felt to the uttermost bound but the vibrations set in motion
by the words that we utter reach through all space and the tremor is
felt through all time.
Helen
Wright, Sweeper in the Sky: The Life of Maria Mitchell, Macmillan
(1949)
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