In Times Like These
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Nellie Letitia McClung. In Times Like These
In Times Like These
Table of Contents
DEDICATION
I
DEDICATION
II
IN TIMES LIKE THESE
CHAPTER I
THE WAR THAT NEVER ENDS
CHAPTER II
THE WAR THAT ENDS IN EXHAUSTION SOMETIMES MISTAKEN FOR PEACE
CHAPTER III
WHAT DO WOMEN THINK OF WAR? (NOT THAT IT MATTERS)
CHAPTER IV
SHOULD WOMEN THINK?
CHAPTER V
THE NEW CHIVALRY
CHAPTER VI
HARDY PERENNIALS!
CHAPTER VII
GENTLE LADY
CHAPTER VIII
WOMEN AND THE CHURCH. HEART TO HEART TALK WITH THE WOMEN OF THE. CHURCH BY THE GOVERNING BODIES
CHAPTER IX
THE SORE THOUGHT
CHAPTER X
THE LAND OF THE FAIR DEAL
CHAPTER XI
AS A MAN THINKETH
CHAPTER XII
THE WAR AGAINST GLOOM
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Nellie Letitia McClung
Published by Good Press, 2021
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More subtle still are the little tricks that seeds have of getting animals and people to give them a lift on their way. Many a bird has picked a bright red berry from a bush, with a feeling of gratitude, no doubt, that his temporal needs are thus graciously supplied. He swallows the sweet husk, and incidentally the seed, paying no attention to the latter, and flies on his way. The seed remains unchanged and undigested, and is thus carried far from home, and gets its chance. So, too, many seeds are provided with burrs and spikes, which stick in sheep's wool, dog's hair, or the clothing of people, and so travel abroad, to the far country—the land of growth, the land of promise.
There is something pathetically human in the struggle plants make to reach the light; tiny rootlets have been known to pierce rocks in their stern determination to reach the light that their soul craves. They refuse to be resigned to darkness and despair! Who has not marveled at the intelligence shown by the canary vine, the wild cucumber plant, or the morning glory, in the way their tendrils reach out and find the rusty nail or sliver on the fence—anything on which they can rise into the higher air; even as you and I reach out the trembling tendrils of our souls for something solid to rest upon?
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