American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1872-04-06
Miscellany.
ADAM AND EVE.
BY SOPHIE MAY.

unsaid; but, dear reader, my preachin
underlies love story and if l did no
tell the story then thee would never hea
it, 1t concerns Adam Mott and myself
and few other souls. If undertake it
thee mEst let me begin ut the beginning
and apprehend that for that need no
go lack any farther than Adam.
l remember the first time l ever saw
friend Mott: father and 1 were going t.
meeting on 4 first day in fourth month
We were turning corner, when the W in,
walked out of sound sleep and blew
great gust of rain in our faces. Then W,
found we had fallen in with our worth,
Friend Potter and a stranger. TIL,
stranger was a personable man; but I saw
him through the water in my eyes, ant
that blurred him a little. An adverse
wind seemed to blow us together. l wa
forced against his drab coat before
knew it, and Friend Potter said, with
smile:
''This is our friend, Adam Mott, from
Philadelphia. Friend Mott, let me make
thee asauainteda with u Eve Douglas
verify Friend Adam. And why didn't thee
come straight to my houses"
. He shook hands as-f he never would
let go; and then / remembered who the
man was, for l had often heard mention
of Adam i looked at him critically, and
the first thing l saw was his eyes, as blue
and almost as unbelievable as the sky
Thee has seen such bright, Opaque eyes.
with smile in them. But thee never
knows whether the smile means anything
or not; that is for thee to find out after
thee gets acquainted.
Adam was pleasant to look upon, and
his stiff, quiet ways were rather agreea-
BILE; but could think of nothing to say
to him. Father wished me to be social
1 knew he did. He said to me, two or
three times: Eve, when Friend Mott
goes through the State, he will call on US,
and expect thee to treat him the best
thee knows how. | set great store by
some of his family"
So I thought l would try to be agreea-
BILE; but if had been f1ayed alive could
not have thought of anything to say.
When father asked the young man to go
and dine with US, and to make our house
his home while he remained in town,
repeated the invitation as warmly as l
could. He replied that he would 60 with
pleasure he had long desired to make
our acquaintance.
But judged by the way he gazed at
my dress, that he thought l was not much
of Friend. ] did not wear sugar
scoSp bonnet, but a straw cottage with
worldly bows on it, and little lace around
the face. Sly silk gown was mode-color-
ed, and had on a wicked casaque, which
was then the style. Father allowed me
to wear what liked, for did not ''be-
long to the meeting" and my dear moth
er before me had been one of the worlds
people
They say she was an impulsive young
creature, always on wings. l can just
remember the music of her voice as she
sang Iullabies to me. She died when
brother John was baby. / had been
sent away in my little childhood to a
ab-colored boarding-schOOl, and had
caught from my teachers and from con-
slant association with " Friends" stead
mess of department which gave general
satisfaction. Father hoped l had quite
outgrown the troublesome impulsiveness
of my infancy. The trut is, dear reader,
1 kept myselfsslnder lock and key Cou-
sin Sophia knew it; DR.. Hathaway knew
it and so did Martha, our maid, and
brother John for there were times when
/ was really obliged to come out and act
myself before someJcSIy.
Whether this Friend Adam would ever
see me otherwise than as a demure Quaker
damsel, depended entirely upon the ma
tural magnetism. of his nature Thee
may wonder what were my presentiments
on that subject? All, friend, thee needn't
ask too close questions. A woman may
have her intuitions; but even when one
tTleS u tell d True STORY, uOu luec
there are some things one might as well
keep back?
DIR. Hathaway was in the house when
we reached home. Cousin Sophia had
sent for him during nervous attack"
Friend Edward" said 1, 81 am glad
to have thee here. Now, thee must stay
to dinner and talk as fast as thee can for
dear life"
He did stay, and harangued so Iengthi-
1xr< hat had to a ,e
tea with Adams blue eyes looking the
other way.
Dinner was over at last; and, as soon
as father saw me alone, he asked me,
rather anxiously, how 1 liked Friend
Mott
Father said 1, 81 have not seen him
yet"
Not seen him, child.'
No, father, he has retired within his
brains and locked himself in, and does
not come out"
Father smiled
HE is rather put to it for talk, Eve;
but Tn satisfied he is worthy young
man."
Well, he kept staying and staying.
found out one thing-he bad gift of
the Spirit" and could preach with the
as l did when he fell to discussing the
state of the country Then his voice
thrilled as like a battle trumpet He
thought just as father and did, and we
were patriotic to the ends of our fingers
II reckon he known which side his
bread is buttcred on" remarked Brother
John, who had never taken very kindly
to our new acquaintance.
Friend Mott said he was glad we could
shake hands on the war question; for the
Friends in general held different views
If his life was spared, he intended TO
enlist at The very next call My heart
glowed with sympathy as he talked of re-
sisting unto blood, striving against sin;
but, in spite of his virtues, | was not at
my case with him yet. And still he
staid
Perhaps he thinks he has alighted in
the garden of Eden, and breads to leave
it," said Cousin Sophia, looking very
wise.
81 am tired Of that joke, cousin If he
is Adam and l am Eve, the more's the
pity"
AN odd coincidence though, isn't it.
my dear? Said Mrs. Mott to your father
I've named my oldest boy Adam
name your daughter Eve and when they
come of age they shall marry"
Friend Motifs mother didn't say h0t,
Cousin Sophia ,"
Indeed she did, Eve; and what is
more, your father replied, placidly, Very
well, Friend Priscilla, nothing could
please me better ="
"Now tell me-" cried hotly, who is
Priscilla Mott ?"
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