The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-10-25
From the Warerty Magazine. 2 e =
THE QUAKERESS.
A STORY OF NEW ENGLAND
BY MRS. NJ. E. ROBINSON.
CHAPTER Nv.

| CHAPIER Nv.
Well, the human heart is a strang
thing! Now, here had Frederick Lam
bert been loving the pretty Quakeress TO
weeks, watching her every motion, notinI
every smile and look and word, dis
covering new beauties in her character
and comparing her intelligence, educa
ton and sterling sense with the artifcia
butterflies of fashion with which he wa
surrounded, and ali the while afraid q
make his feelings known, lest he shoult
be laughed at, because, forsooth, ne hat
unqualifedly expressed his dislike to tb'
Quaker sect in general, and Quakeresse
in particular! As though he had not
right to change his mind His worth.
father had shown no such lack of inde
pendence, it is true, and his son prom
ised himself that the lesson should las
him lifetime.
To the unbounded qualification of Col
onel Lambert, Frederick announced hi
intention of visiting the Gordons.
cat last" thought the worthy gentle
man, "I am to see my long-deferree
hopes realized. What a shrewd idea i
was in me to engage that Quaker gov
erness Rachel Burns has had a gooe
influence over the BOY; [ knew sht
would. The girl shall never want
home while I live, even if she wou't,b
my wife. Egad !! I might have remem
bered that the young can't mate with thu
old. But the boy'n make it all right
Good 1uck orn with him O
Frederick Lambert reached the Quaker
city in safety. The day following hi
arrival, he left his hotel, after making s
careful toilet, and set, out fory the resi-
dence of the Gordons. He had seat hi
fathers letter of introduction on before
him.. that all unnecessary ceremony
might be avoided. His thoughts wer1
more of Rachel Burns than the lady he
was about to meet. Whether she wa'
pretty or plain, straight or crooked, pre-
else or social, he cared little. He hae
made up his mind to be, dissatisfied witt
everything appertaining to the Gordor
mansion. Whether he should get out O.
the affair with honor, he left with cir
cumstances to decide.
He paused moment before the hand
some door that bore the name of james
Gordon upon it. The house was a spa
cious one, with a white marble front
The steps were also of marble, and guilt
less of dust. $50 far, so good" though
Fred, as he pulled the silver bell.s A
courteous footnan answered the silverJ
tinkle and ushered him. into adrawing
room, first announcing his name. A tall
nobfe-looking man met him at tht
threshold.
ssThou art welcome, young man." ht
said, extending his hand. 81 hope THY
father is we'll and prosperous. We. have
been friends for nearly half century
may the friendship of our children be a.
lastingw "This," be added, turning K
lady who stood near, but whom Fred
erick had not observed, "is my daughter
Ann; Ann this. is Frederick Lambert
whose father thee has heard me mention
so many times"
Miss Gordon bowed, and presented he
hand with the grace and affability of {
princess, greeting him with a few wei
chosen words. She betrayed neither stiff
ness nor embarrassment, and the dreaded
introduction passed off far more agreea
bly, than Frederick had anticipated He
the stickler for etiquette mall its forms
the ever self-possessed and ready gallant
the man of the world, was the one a
fault. The beautifully-rounded periods
and the nicely-turned speeches witt
which. he had malicionsly designed tt
overwhelm the retiring Ann Gordon
thereby showing the immense superiority
of his intellect, had strangely deserted
him.. and he stammerea sout some ething
uninteIligible even to himself. He wa'
thankful when Mr.. Gordon asked him 6
question relating to his father.
The redoubtable Ann Gordon deserve:
some description. She was neither at
tired a la Quaker, deported a Ia Quaker
nor talked Ia Quaker. The most severe
critic of female beauty would have pro
nounced her handsome. Her dress O
French blue silk fitted her admirably, it:
rich lace trimmings falling over necE
and arms unrivalled in whiteness anc
beauty. A Cinderella-like slipper peep
ed from beneath the folds of her ample
skirt. A small chain of gold, from which
depended q locket, was the. only orna
ment she wore. The impression on,
would receive; at the first glance, wa!
that of exquisite neatness and faultles
taste. But her hair! Yes, we must b.
just as we'll as generous. Ann Gordon'
hair was undeniably red, and she wore j
in short ringlets! This was the only aav
in,-her- -beauty-the- -only-defoet in he
toilet. Frederick was glad Of it If sh'
had had snub nose, freckled face, ant
stubby figure, he would have been pro
portionably pleased. A curious anima
is man
II suppose we are expected to like eacl
other, Mr.. Lambert, and l can think O
no better way of making an agreeabl,
| first impression than by ordering dinner,
said the young lady, with bewitchinl
grace, as she crossed the room ant
touched the bell-cord.
Frederick bowed, as before, he couldn'
| think Of anything apropos to sayoiii Il :,
"Thee can be excused, daughter Ann
We will try and amuse ourselves for hal
an hour" said Mr.. Gordon, turning II
Frederick.
At this permission, daughter Ann
smiling her adieu, retreated from. th
room.
Between the pauses Of the conversation
that followed, young Lambert had tim
to glance about him. How little it look
ed like the home OF Quakeress Every
thing bore the prestige of lavish wealth
yet there was not snowy article to b
seen. Rich and heavy drapery covered
the plate-glass windows; rare picture
| hung on the walls; the furniture was an
tique and massive; the velvet carpet ele
CANT but unostentatious. Rare articles
speaking of cultured taste and foreig
travel, were scattered about; and, alto
gether, Frederick was forced to admi
that there was an air of luxurious com
fort about the apartment, with none Q
that stately and repellant grandeur 8
observable in fashionable drawing-rooms
The dinner, which was soon served
was excellent. Polished plate and chin