THE CRY FROM ABYSSINIA.

White Ribbon, Volume 41, Issue 488, 18 May 1936, Page 2

THE CRY FROM ABYSSINIA.

The Empress pleads: appeals to all the world: Across the waters comes her anguished voice. Hearts ache in sympahy, and nerves vibrate With horror at the crime that wreaks such woe. What is her plaint? 'Tis ever> woman’s cause — Justice and home, and that her people dwell Safe front marauding hosts and shattering Itoinhs, The rain of poison-gas and liquid tire. Kahbits and hares have holes, the forest beasts Have their own lairs; the feathered tribes their nests; Hut her poor harassed peopU find no rest, Ite reft of homes, their land made desolate. We bow our heads at her majestic grief, And pray that (lod will send His lain and storm To bar the oppressor's path and send him l*ack. Women in Rome are not of harder heart. Hid they but know the truth, and could they speak. Assuredly would clamour, “Stay thy hand And bring our own sons liack to us again.” Equally traitorous to humanity Are those who make, supply of «»i 1 and fuel Through fear or policy or greed oi gain. Ye! in whom heart of flesh has turned to stone. Know that twill sink you to ahyssmal depths You dealt despair, it turns to >oit again. Shame and dishonour cling about your name. Merchants in every land! Keep bark the oil. Put it. as Cod's good gift, to proper use. Succour this people at the point of death, Stricken b> robin;rs who beset their way. —Eva P. Pa to.