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And that it wuz Fame that stood at the prow with the bugle, and that it wuz Father Time at the h.e.l.lum, a-guidin' it through the dangers of the centuries.
And the female figgers around Columbia's throne wuz meant for Science, Industry, Commerce, Agriculture, Music, Drama, Paintin', and Literature, all on 'em a-helpin' Columbia along in her grand pathway.
And then I see that what I had hearn wuz true, that Columbia had jest discovered Woman. Yes, the boat wuz headed directly towards Woman, who stood up one hundred feet high in front.
And I see plain that Columbia couldn't help discoverin' her if she wanted to, when she's lifted herself up so, and is showin' plain in 1893 jest how lofty and level-headed, how many-sided and yet how symmetrical she is.
There she stands (Columbia didn't have to take my word for it), there she wuz a-towerin' up one hundred feet, lofty, serene, and sweet-faced, her calm, tender eyes a-lookin' off into the new order of centuries.
And Columbia wuz a-sailin' right towards her, steered by Time, the invincible.
I see there wuz a great commotion down in the water, a-snortin', and a-plungin', and a-actin' amongst the lower order of intelligences.
But Columbia's eyes wuz clear, and calm, and determined, and Old Time couldn't be turned round by any prancin' from the powers below.
_Woman is discovered._
But to resoom. This immense boat wuz in the centre, jest as it should be; and all before it and around wuz the horses of Neptune, and mermaids, and fishes, and all the mystery of the sea.
Some of the snortin' and prancin' of the horses of the Ocean, and pullin' at the bits, so's the men couldn't hardly hold 'em, wuz meant, I spoze, to represent how awful tuckerin' it is for humanity to control the forces of Nater.
Wall, of all the sights I ever see, that fountain wuz the upshot and cap sheaf; and how I would have loved to have told Mr. MacMonnies so! It would have been so encouragin' to him, and it would have seemed to have relieved that big debt of grat.i.tude that Jonesville and America owed to him; and how I wish I could make a good cup of tea for him, and brile a hen or a hen turkey! I'd do it with a willin' mind.
I wish he'd come to Jonesville and make a all-day's visit--stay to dinner and supper, and all night if he will, and travel round through Jonesville the next day. I would enjoy it, and so would Josiah. Of course, we couldn't show off in fireworks anything to what he does, havin' nothin' but a lantern and a torchlight left over from Cleveland's campain. No; we shouldn't try to have no such doin's. I know when I am outdone.
Bime-by we stood in front of that n.o.ble statute of the Republic.
And as I gazed clost at it, and took in all its n.o.ble and serene beauty, I had emotions of a bigger size, and more on 'em, than I had had in some time.
Havin' such feelin's as I have for our own native land--discovered by Christopher Columbus, founded by George Was.h.i.+ngton, rescued, defended, and saved by Lincoln and Grant (and I could preach hours and hours on each one of these n.o.ble male texts, if I had time)--
Bein' so proud of the Republic as I have always been, and so sot on wantin' her to do jest right and soar up above all the other nations of the earth in n.o.bility and goodness--havin' such feelin's for her, and such deep and heartfelt love and pride for my own sect--what wuz my emotions, as I see that statute riz up to the Republic in the form of a woman, when I went up clost and paid particular attention to her!
A female, most sixty-five feet tall! Why, as I looked on her, my emotions riz me up so, and seemed to expand my own size so, that I felt as if I, too, towered up so high that I could lock arms with her, and walk off with her arm in arm, and look around and enjoy what wuz bein'
done there in the great To-Day for her sect, and mine; and what that sect wuz a-branchin' out and doin' for herself.
But, good land! it wuz only my emotions that riz me up; my common sense told me that I couldn't walk locked arms with her, for she wuz built out in the water, on a stagin' that lifted her up thirty or forty feet higher.
And her hands wuz stretched out as if to welcome Columbia, who wuz a-sailin' right towards her. On the right hand a globe was held; the left arm extended above her head, holdin' a pole.
I didn't know what that pole wuz for, and I didn't ask; but she held it some as if she wuz liable to bring it down onto the globe and gin it a whack. And I didn't wonder.
It is enough to make a stun woman, or a wooden female, mad, to see how the nation always depicters wimmen in statutes, and pictures, and things, as if they wuz a-holdin' the hull world in the palm of their hand, when they hain't, in reality, willin' to gin 'em the right that a banty hen has to take care of their own young ones, and protect 'em from the hoverin' hawks of intemperance and every evil.
But mebby she didn't have no idee of givin' a whack at the globe; she wuz a-holdin' it stiddy when I seen her, and she looked calm, and middlin' serene, and as beautiful, and lofty, and inspirin' as they make.
She wuz dressed well, and a eagle had come to rest on her bosom, symbolical, mebby, of how wimmen's heart has, all through the ages, been the broodin' place and the rest of eagle man, and her heart warmed by its soft, flutterin' feathers, and pierced by its cruel beak.
The crown wore on top of her n.o.ble forehead wuz dretful appropriate to show what wuz inside of a woman's head; for it wuz made of electric lights--flas.h.i.+n' lights, and strange, wrought of that mysterious substance that we don't understand yet.
But we know that it is luminous, fur-reachin' in its rays, and possesses almost divine intelligence.
It sheds its pure white light a good ways now, and no knowin' how much further it is a-goin' to flash 'em out--no knowin' what sublime and divine power of intelligence it will yet grow to be, when it is fully understood, and when it has the full, free power to branch out, and do all that is in it to do.
Jest like wimmen's love, and divine ardor, and holy desires for a world's good--jest exactly.
It wuz a good-lookin' head-dress.
Her figger wuz n.o.ble, jest as majestic and perfect as the human form can be. And it stood up there jest as the Lord meant wimmen to stand, not lookin' like a hour-gla.s.s or a pismire, but a good sensible waist on her, jest as human creeters ort to have.
I don't know what dressmakers would think of her. I dare presoom to say they would look down on her because she didn't taper. And they would probable be disgusted because she didn't wear cossets.
But to me one of the greatest and grandest uses of that n.o.ble figger wuz to stand up there a-preachin' to more than a million wimmen daily of the beauty and symmetry of a perfect form, jest as the Lord made it, before it wuz tortured down into deformity and disease by whalebones and cosset strings.
Imagine that stately, n.o.ble presence a-scrunchin' herself in to make a taper on herself--or to have her long, graceful, stately draperies cut off into a coat-tail bask--the idee!
Here wuz the beauty and dignity of the human form, onbroken by vanity and folly. And I did hope my misguided sect would take it to heart.
And of all the crowds of wimmen I see a-standin' in front of it admirin'
it, I never see any of 'em, even if their own waists did look like pismires, but what liked its looks.
Till one day I did see two tall, spindlin', fas.h.i.+onable-lookin' wimmen a-lookin' at it, and one sez to the other:
"Oh, how sweet she would look in elbow-sleeves and a tight-fittin'
polenay!"
"Yes," sez the other; "and a bell skirt ruffled almost to the waist, and a Gainsboro hat, and a parasol."
"And high-heel shoes and seven-b.u.t.ton gloves," sez the other.
And I turned my back on them then and there, and don't know what other improvements they did want to add to her--most likely a box of French candy, a card-case, some eye-gla.s.ses, a yeller-covered novel, and a pug dog. The idee!
[Ill.u.s.tration: "How sweet she would look!"]
And as I wended on at a pretty good jog after hearin' 'em, I sez to myself--
"Some wimmen are born fools, some achieve foolishness, and some have foolishness thrust on 'em, and I guess them two had all three of 'em."
I said it to myself loud enough so's Josiah heard me, and he sez in joyful axents--
"I am glad, Samantha, that you have come to your senses at last, and have a realizin' sense of your sect's weaknesses and folly."
And I wuz that wrought up with different emotions that I wuz almost perfectly by the side of myself, and I jest said to him--
"Shet up!"
I wouldn't argy with him. I wuz fearful excited a-contemplatin' the heights of true womanhood and the depths of fas.h.i.+onable folly that a few--a very few--of my sect yet waded round in.
But after I got quite a considerable distance off, I instinctively turned and looked up to the face of that n.o.ble creeter, the Republic.