The Union and journal. [volume] (Biddeford, Me.) 1858-1882, 1863-06-19
for t9e Gimes.
THE TWO QUAKERs,
gY SOPHIE NAY.

There now, thee shan't be abused, said
good James Eaton, az no rode slowly along
the dusty road, stopping every now and then
to pick clinsins ay oil his sleek horse
There now, thee must keep thy temper,
good beast, and I'll soon put these little fcl.
lows out of mischief
And tcndcrly he dropped tho buzzing tor
ments into his drab coat pocket. Poor lit
tic creeter,' ehucklcd he, its no use strug-
glin' agin the law! Them that disturbs the
peace must 90 to Jail! Well for 'cm If they
don't fare worse and lose their heads!
So saving the drab figure logged PEACEFUL
ly along the highway toward friend Deans
yellow farm house, u man
Whose big swelling heart
Strained the straightforward drab OF his Quaker
apart"
.Here comes friend Eaton cried several
childish voices joyfully, as he rode lesurely
up to the porch door.
why, how docs thee do, Patience, and
Solomon and Benjamin. said the dear man
heartily. while tho little ones flew around
their old friend, alighhng upon him like
flock of birds.
is thy mother well and about the house?
Really, children. thee must let me have
chance to hitch my horse. And now will
release my prisoners added the old gentle
man opening wide his pockets and letting
out scores OF dizzy, crazy flies. There now,
my poor little fellows, thee can get an honest
living here. il thee's Industrious
Little Benjamin and Patience laughed
aloud at this, and seizing their tender heart
cd old friend by the arms, let him into the
back kitchen, where their mother was pull
ing worsted.
sWhy, James, how does thee do?' said
the good woman, rising. Il am right glad to
see thee And they shook hands heartily
after the Quaker fashion, rs il shaking hands
were honest pleasure, instead Of being. Us
some polite people seem to regard it, pain
iul duty.
Thee is as busy as ever,' said friend Eat
on, pointing to the immense ball of worstcd
which lay on the floor beside his hostess.
'Busy?' echoed Mary Dean, MS shc pulled
of long flakes from the soft ball, rolled them
over her finger, and tossed them into the
basket ready for spinning. Thee would
think there was no time for idlng, il the
country called thy son to the war!
And she looked up at him, her fresh, mat.
ronly face glowing with suppressed feeling,
her plain cap shaking a little at the borders.
Mary exclaimed the good old man,
opening his mild blue eyes as far as the lids
would allow, 'Thec don't mean to tell me
that thee is going to send one Of thy child
ren To battle?'
Il do mean it, James, answered she stead
lily, plucking with oil hOr might at the
worstcds.
The poor old gentleman iairly turned palc.
Patience said he, won't thee fetch inc
drink OF watcr?'
With skip and bound the little damsel
brought some water in \ long handled Tin
diPgSr.
the ruddy color stealing back to his lace
Now Mary. hope thee won't be offended ii
ask thee searching question:
But before the question had formed itself
into words, Mary Dean had arisen to perform
one OF her household duties. Scizing tow
cl she went quickly to tho kitchen table,
whercon was spread primitive fly trap. it
being nothing else than pool OF delusivo
molaSScs.
Here's goodly lot Of the little tormcnts,
said she, making an onslaught upon them
with her towel. Friend Eaton's soul was
stirred within him.
MARY, Mary said no in q gricycd tone,
Consider what thee is doing Thee can t
make fy" 4,
Il know it, said Mary, as she proceeded
coolly with her savage work, 'and I'm SURF
shouldn't want TO-.
.Thco really hurts INV feelings, Mary
We'll, thee knows, james, haven't thy
patience. | desire to possess meek and
quiet spirit, but tell thee I've no notion oil
being turned out Of my own house by IN
army of aics.'
MARY, Mary, it's no wonder thee has
heart to kill flies, when thee is lending q
helping hand to kill thy fellow crecters l
wanted to ask thee u question. lttheemeans
to send thy son along with tho worlds peo-
ple to tight for-' . .a.
'our Couniryr Mary threw tho two
words in with strong emphasis.
Thee is taking n strange step for q friend !!
Has thee made this subject OF meditation
Does thee feel that thee has been instructed
by the Inward Teacher?' =,
James, said Mary Dean. calmly, Uthce
knows little OF the inward strife have suffer
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