Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1872-04-04
Miscellany.
ADAM AND EVE.
BY SOPHIE MAY.

unOerlleS love STORY anu IL ulQ nOl
tell the story then thee would never hear
it. 1t concerns Adam Mott and myself,
and few other souls. If undertake it,
thee must let me begin at the beginning
and apprehend that for that need not
go back any farther than Adam.
remember the first time I ever saw
friend Mott: father and were going to
meeting on first day in fourth month.
We were turning a corner, when the wind
walked out of a sound sleep and blew a
great gust of rain in our faces. Then we
found we had fallen in with our worthy
Friend Potter and stranger. The
stranger was a personable man; but saw
him through the water in my eyes, and
that blurred him little. An adverse
wind seemed TO blow us together. was
forced against his drab coat before I
knew it, and Friend Potter said, with a
smile:
'sThis is our friend, Adam Mott, from
Philadelphia. Friend Mott, let me make
thee acquainted with Eve Douglass"
''How now?" said my father ''Is this
verify Friend Adam? And why didn't thee
come straight to my house?"
He shook hands as if he never would
let go; and then remembered who the
man was, for had often heard mention
of Adam ! looked at him critically, and
the first thing saw was his eyes, as blue
and almost as unfathomable 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 l could think of nothing to say
to him. Father wished me to be social
I 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 thought would try to be agreea
BILE; but if / had been flayed alive could
not have thought of anything to say.
When father asked the young man to 60
and dine with us, and to make our house
his home while he remained in town, ]
repeated the invitation as warmly as
could. He replied that he would go with
pleasure he had long desired to make
our acquaintance.
But 1 judged by the way he gazed al
my dress, that he thought 1 was not much
of Friend" did not wear sugar
scoop bonnet, but straw cottage with
worldly bows on it, and little lace around
the face. My silk gown was mode-color
ed, and had on a wicked casaque, which
was then the style. Father allowed me
to wear what l 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. can just
remember the music of her voice as she
sang lullabies to me. She died whe1
brother John was baby. I had beer
sent away in my little childhood to 6
drab-colored boarding-school, and ha6
caught from my teachers and from con
slant association with Friends" stead
mess of department which gave genera
satisfaction. Father hoped I had quite
outgrown the troublesome impulsiveness
of my infancy The trut is, dear reader
1 kept myself under 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
l was really obliged to come out and act
myself before somebody.
Whether this Friend Adam would evel
see me otherwise than as 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'
ask too close questions. A woman may
have her intuitions; but even when on,
tries to tell true story, don't thee thinl
there are some things one might as wei
keep back?
DR.. Hathaway was in the house whel
we reached home. Cousin Sophia hat
sent for him during nervous attack.
"Friend Edward" said [, 81 am glat
to have thee here. Now, thee must sta,
to dinner and talk as fast as thee can fol
dear life"
He did stay, and harangued so length
ly on politics that had time to pour til
tea with Adams blue eyes looking tn
other way.
Dinner was over at last; and, as 500
rather anxiously, how I liked Frien
Mott
Father" said I, "I have not seen hi1
yet"
"Not seen him, child?"
"No, father, he has retired within hi
brains and locked himself in, and doe
not come out"
Father smiled
"He is rather put to it. for talk, Eve
but I'm satisfied he is worthy youn
man.
Well, he kept staying and staying.
found out one thing-ie had afgfft @
the Spirit" and could preach with tn
best. But I never liked the man SO we
as did when he fell to discussing th
cfofa Of fho =.
thrilled as like a battle trumpet. II
thought just as father and l did, and W
were patriotic to the ends of our finger
IT reckon he known which side h
bread is buttered on" remarked Brotht
John, who had never taken very kind
to our new acquaintance.
Friend Mott said he was glad we cou
shake hands on the war question; for Il
Friends in general held different view
If his life was spared, he intended
enlist at the very next call. My hea
glowed with sympathy as he talked of I
sisting unto blood, striving against 81
but, in spite of his virtues, was not
my ease with him yet. And still
staid.
Perhaps he thinks he has alighted
the garden of Eden, and breads to lea
it," said Cousin Sophia, looking We
wise.
~ am tired of that joke, cousin If
is Adam and I am Eve, the mere's tt
pity"
can odd coincidence though, isn't
my dear ? Said Mrs. Mott to your faith
I've named my Oldest boy Adam
name your daughter Eve and when tn
come of age they shall marry"
Friend Motifs mother didn't saw ht
Cousin Sophia %
Indeed she did, Eve; and what
more, your father replied, placidly, We
well, Friend Priscilla, nothing cou
please me better p"
"Now tell me-" cried hotly, 'who
Priscilla Mott 90
" Priscilla Mott was prim little Ous
eress and your father ought to ha
married her, for he promised to-"
my father !''