The Literary echo, and Pawcatuck advertiser. [volume] (Westerly, R.I.) 1851-1854, 1854-01-19
WESTERLY, r. l., THURSDAY, JANUARY 10, 1854

thumb and finger full of its contents Wig
orously to her nose and commence
trotting with her thick, leather shoes
upon the hard, oaken floor.
"What troubles thee, Susan Austin p
inquired Mrs. Bromley, who knew b.
the promonitory symptoms that some
thing was wrong.
The old lady thus queried, elongated
her face somewhat, smoothed down tn,
frll of her mob cap, and placed he
glasses above it, and then folded he
sallow, wrinkled hands demurely owe
her white muslin kerchief, and after
due season of deliberation, said:
"Friend Elizabeth, l, in accordance
with the promptiDgs Of the spirit, have
come to talk with thee about thy daugh.
ter, Edith Bromley. L fear for her
verify do |, for her mind seems to be
wandering after the fashions of the
world. Last First day she came to the
meeting, dressed in pea green silk,
and her long curls dangling well nigh to
the bottom of her waist-besides, bon
neb that was highly unbecoming, sat
jauntily upon her head. The spirit
moved me to rise and lift up my voice,
to warn such ones of their imminent
Danger, but my words were but as chat
driven before the wind, for her eyes
wandered hitIer and thither, like the
/" FOOLS to the end of the earth " Will
thee not see to this, friend Elizabeth,
and have her to dress and carry herself
more as becometh her station : for woe,
woe will be unto us, if we look not af-
ter the lambs of the flock. Father, l
hear that thou wilt send her into the
city, that great birthplace Of iniquity
Tell me truly, is this so, Elizabeth
Bromley"
" Yes friend Susan," replied Mrs
Bromley, nothing daunted by the sage
address OF the old lady, " our Edith has
lever seen much of the world, and she
s now eighteen. So VIZ have concluded
o let her visit cousin Darnley's family
10 regard to dress, thee knows we do
lot think as thou dost, and now that
Edith is old enough to think for herself,
We allow her to follow the bent of her
Inclination, provided it does not lead
,er cstray."
"Well I've no more to say" said the
I'D lady, as she rose energetically from
Ter seat, and hurried to the door with
'ut even pausing to say FAREWELL and
way she went, down the green lane,
nuttcring to herself vanity of vanities,
aith the Preacher'--the glrl will sure
y marry out Of the meeting'-and |
lon't know what will become of my
Iohn-poor boy poor, dear boy !"
On bright sunshiny morning, about
hree weeks from the date of our story
he stagecoach stood in waiting before
he door of Farmer Bromley's dwelling,
nd Edith appeared ready equipped for
er journey. An intimate acquaintance
'ould have scarce recognised her face
rom under her close-6ttng Quaker bon
ct, for her luxuriant curls we're drawn
back from her brow, and not
ne stray ringlet dared to peep from its
,mbre prison house. A pair of green
lasses partially concealed the beauties
her laughter-lovirg eyes. Round her
loping shoulders, was fastened primly
little shawl of brownish color, which
,rved to hide in part the awkward set
her stiff gown. Her delicate little
lnds were drawn into some long brown
lread gloves, and on her arm she car
ed shiny morocco reticule. Susan
usten even could not have found fault
ith her appearance. Two aristocratic {
dies occupied one seat of the vehicle, q
r at that time railroad and steamboats,
ere among the things that were to be, I
hile gentleman of noble and polished
'aring filled the seat opposite. The !
'unger lady Of the two SO far compro- v
ised her dignity as to iniulge in low 2
tier, as her eye lighted upon Edith, c
ID touching her sister, said: i
" Look, Lima. really think this is s
o identical Gray head or green G
oulders.'" 2
30, Eta, DON'T" said Lima, while a I
Ok of disdain settled upon her face.
This travelling 10 stage coaches is hor- Q