Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1859-11-29


CContinuedl
May, 23d.-Cicely's birthday /; and wont
early to the garden for the flowers which if ;s
my haoit to put on her table this day. Every
thing was dripping with dew, and the count.
less webs of the spiders were stretched like
the tents of the FAIRIES, all over the home
Close, and the sweet scent from the beds of
Mignomette and Thyme; the borders of Lilies
and Pinks and Roses minded me of the fresh
ness and fragrance of the garden of Eden.
Then, suddenly, a little lark rose from the
hawthorn hedge and flew up straight toward
the blue heavens, finging back, through the
stiffness, song so clear and sweet that mine
eyes were filled with tears for-I can hardly
tell what, but to be something wiser and better
than l am, as it was with me, the dav
went to the Upper Sheepwalk with Guy, and
he and William left me SO long alone there.
with the clouds and the silence, and. as it
seemed, the great Eye of God looking down
into my heart.
took the flowers, mostly pinks and roses
which the old dame likes best, to the stone
seat under the big Lime on the South Ter
race, where little Moll came to me and helned
bind them into nosegays and presently. Mr..
Sharswoode came up ready dressed for Jour
neying. was not advised of his going to-
day, and was somewhat surprised and sorry to
hear It, lie said he chad come out to take a
farewell look at the beauties of Ryalside and
to soothe the pain of parting, the gods had
vouchsafed him sight of the fair goddess
May, herself
Tile fairest maid on ground
Decked all with dainties of the seasons pride
Ana throwing howers out of her lap aroundr
And, sitting down at our feet, he picked up the
flowers had dropped from my apron, SAYING,
The had been looking at US from the Lower
Terrace and wishing that certain Painter
Mr. Vandick or Vandyke, as he called him,
whom he knew in the city, were there to paint
us for him. Our faces, like that of the gentle
Una of Spenser, would make sunshine in his
dull, dreary city lodgings, and mind HIM of the
pleasant days at Ryalside"
said, 81 didn't believe the city was such
dull place, for why did he go, then was
sure it would be dull enough here without
him."
He looked at me so sharply, for a second,
that was tain to blush, thinking l had said
something amiss, but he did not seem to mind
1t, only he said, with that look of grave melan-
choly that so becomes his face, because,
sweet Peggy, in this world we do what we
must, not what we would. May it be long
before you are driven to learn the Lesson"
said, eff that be all, l have learned it al
ready, for often sit at table till | almost fall
asleep, when would much leifer be out feed
ing the colts in the Paddock or do Irish stitch
when l would fain take canter on Daisy"
He laughed, and turning to Moll began
teasing her to give him one of her poses for a
keepsake. "Not the stupid carnation but yon
red rosebud-the thorns would mind him of
her willfuness p
The little elf, who has had a sham battle with
him full every other day, gave him the very
thorniest crying Now, what shall cousin Peg
gy give to mind you of her p
"This, an she will dear Mol" he said hold
ing out his hand for the white Lily was about
to bind up In my nosegay-"of all flowers
ikest her-so fair and pure and sweet p
The foolish blood again caused my cheeks
to redden to my great veXation, beneath his
eye, and l said hastily
"The speech is more in the strain of poetry
than Truth, for l was never fair but brown as
hazelnuts."
"And sweeter than their kernels p he re-
piled laughing. at is yourself, sweet Peggy,
William Shakespeare in the days of Queen
Bess." This did but confuse me the more and
being minded to change the subject, and see
ing his brother come out on the Porch | asked
suddenly,-"1s it true, that Mr.. Philip is
Puritan, as hear 2"
He grew quite grave on the instant, and ask.
ed "who said it?" told him, and he replied
slowly,-looking at his brother the while with
grave puzzled eyes, though he spoke gaiy.
81 think not, Peggy, Phillip thinks his own
thoughts, and holds some strange notions about
what he calls Liberty Of Conscience, which he
has doubtless caught of the people at the
Plantations with whom of necessity, he has
consorted much, and whittier he purposes to re.
turn. But we have had little speech together
on the matter, for | neither understand nor af-
feet such notions. But,-he comes,-let him
answer for himselfp
Mr. Lake had come quite up by this time,
and Mr.. Sharswoode laid his hand on his
shoulder and said playfully, though his face
was still somewhat overcast ;-"Here, Phillip,
my gracious Warde and Liege Ladie, Mistress
Margaret Reade has heard it rumoured that
you are a Puritan, and having never seen
one of the fanatic tribe, she is anxious to
know the Truth !"
40, but / haveW ~ cryed, seeing Mr..
Phillip colour slightly. 81 have seen the
famous Mr.. st. John, and my cousin Eliza
beth's husband, Mr.. John Winthrope, whom
liked right well !"
"Then you have seen a right noble man and
true gentleman, Mistress Margaret" said Mr..
Lake pleasantly, and, turning to his BROTHER
added 81 have no desire to shirk the ques.
ton, Richard, and would have answered it
weeks ago, had you wished.-lf to believe in
the divine right of every man, h )wever hum
BILE, to search the Scriptures for himself, and
(Nodo tn a
science findeth therein, without let or him
drance IF to hold the words, God is a Spirit
and then that worship him must ,corship him in
Spirit and in Truth" to be Gods own Utter
ance, and therefore the multiplication ofForms,
ceremonies and Offices not only burdensome
but contrary to his WILL be Puritanism-
then / am Puritan r
Truly, knew not Mr.. Phillips was so good
looking His pale face was so alive with the
spirit of calm resolve and valiant selfmaster-
ship, that one would have thought him claim
ing knship with the king, rather than the des-
pissed Puritans l thought of cousin Eliza
beth's face on her Wedding Night, and won
dered how people could say the Puritans were
SO sour-visaged
In spite Of the watch Mr.. Sharswoode keep
eth over his countenance, he looked both dis
appontee and vexed though he did affect to
take the matter lightly, saying -
"There's witness for you, Peggy, after the
most approved pattern OF the Puritans will
vouch for it. Poor fellow do think you and
can teach him better Puritanism, for he says
nothing of conventicle preaching-of psalm
singing, libellous speaking, or church-burn-
ings the pleasant fruits of the Sect here =
and-look at his long-curled locks-they would
pass master of Whitehall"
Then, taking his brother by the arm, they
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