The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1859-08-27

were IeJecteu, DecauSe Ol tnclr hopeless
ness. 1t was no use for hiM to plan 70,
Mary. Her schemes we're already form
ed, and, from the strength Of her char
acter, he did not doubt their fulilinent
Disappointed of her object in America
she resolved, Immediately on reachin.
England, to embark for Constaptinop!c
and carry her principles into the domain:
Of the Grand Vizicr.
A poor orphan girl, whom Mrs Kemp
thorn had rescued from want, had beer
the attendant on the young Quaker.
since they had been domesticated in he,
house, aud had become greatly attach et
to them. All the time they lad lain il
prison, this girl Rebecca, rad be 4
mourning sadly. In one Of her weeping
moments, Abel, who had come home for /
short time, while his father watched fo1
him, said suddenly, after surveying hen
earnestly:
Rcbecca, how would you like to &c
to England with Mary Fisher?"
The girl dried her tears "Only 70,
leaving your mother, Abel, l would be
very giad to go.
"Then if you wish, l will see that you
have the opportunity. But do not name
It to single person, or you will injurc
Mary"
This was enough to seal the girls lips.
Mrs. kempthorn was very busy for Q
week or two, after this, in fitting Rcbec,
ca with new clothes. All was done in Il
private room, SO as not to excite remark
from curious neighbors Tho crownins
feat was to make several quiet looking
suits of drab, in the Quaker mode. -
When all was done, she was dressed com
pletely, and Abel and his father called in
to see the effect
'Capital!" p" exclaimed the captain. -
I" Even that prying jailor would never
discover the difference Exactly Hopu
Clifton's height and so covered up, tha,
she might pass for her."
Abel's eyes were not SO we'll deceived.
He feared discovery for; !over-likc, he
could not believe that any one could per.
fectly resemble Hope Clifton. TO any
other, Rebecca, in her simple garb, with
her quiet motions aud s:a.uesGuc figure,
might well have passed for the beautiful
Quaker,
The time came. All night, Mary
Fisher bad been setting forth to Hope
the fatal error into which she deemed she
was falIiag. She had mourned over her
even in tears. Hopes only answer was
confession that she loved Abel Kemp.
thorn.
"And for this love thee is willin: to
separate from our people forcver?"
Hope paused before she answered. --
Her lips were pale, but after moment in
which she seemed to concentrate all her
powers she said, ia a low but firm voice:
"Yea, am willing to give up all for
him. viii thee hinder it, Mary Fisher?
Will thee betrav me to these men and
take me away with thee, when | have no
heart to help thee in the work thee loves
so well?"
"Nay, Hope, if it is in thy heart to do
wrong, thee cannot be moro guilty than
thou art already.'
Hope knclt at her feet The construint
Of an education like hers, forbade her to
utter all the passionate words that rose
to her lips but she overrun the bounds
Of permitted language enough for Mary
to know that further eypostu'ation was
vain. She turned away from her more
in sorrow than in anger, aud the tears
flowed without restraint from eyes in
which such emotion had long been
quenched.
The jai'or entered to- say that Captain
kempthorn's family had arrived, and
wished to take leave of them. They
were admitted at once; for early as it
was, Mary End Hope were up, and had
dressed, long before dawn. 1t was still
in the early light of mornisg. The in-
terview had lasted bat a short time
There was the sound of weeping, and
they all came forth with bended heads,
and handkerehiefs pressed to their eyes.
A glance into the room showed the
jailor that both his prisoners were there
although the youngest had her face turn
cd away frem hinr: \ moment more,
and the carriage was on its way to
Charleston Aud Hope Clifton, dressed
in the garments worn that mornin. by
Rebecca, was weeping out her glad and
joyous yet half repentant tears, upon the
faithful heart to which she was closely
held -....
Hope never resumed her Quake. garb
k,t a}the,,rrh hoo
cut in the world fashion, they were as
neat and modest as ever. 1t
was harder to drop the ''yea' and "nay,'
but after while they were forgotten -
When she became Abcfs wife it was
with the promise that she should accom-
pany him in all his voyages, for he was
now to be commander in place of his IA
ther, who was going to retire.
On one of their voyages to Smyrna
they heard of Mary Fisher. She had,
on her return to England, embarked, as
soon as possible, for Constantinop!e.-
The Grand Vizier lay encamped, with a
treat army near Adrianoplc. She had
been I'd Smyrna, first and the English
ambassador had sent her back to Venice
by ,.;;fticultics, she had pro-
ceedcd by land, by the coast Of the No
rea, six hundred miles, and arrived at
Here she was allowed talk
with the Grand vizier, to whom she sent
a message, and was treated with great re
spcct. She wrote to Hope that she went
back "without hurt or scoff from II peo.
pie who, though Nahometans, had treat
ed her better than she had been treated
in America--gratefully excepting the
Kempthorns. She still mourned Hope !
falling away from faith; but It was cvi,
dent, from the tone Of her letter, that
she still loved her with sister love.
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