The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1877-10-25
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TIE oUAKERESS. : :
A STORY OF NEyy ENGhAND
BY MRS. n. e. RonINsoN.
CHAPTER Nv.

CHAPTER Nv. s.,..t
Well, the human heart is a strange
thing! Now, here had Frederick Lam.
bert been loving the pretty Quakeress for
weeks, watching her every motion. noting
every smile and look and word. dis.
covering new beauties in her character.
and comparing her intelligence, educa.
sion and sterling sense With the artificial
butterflies Of fashion with which he was
surrounded, and ali the whila afraid to
make his feelings known, lest he should
be laughed at, because, forsooth, he had
nnqualifiedly expressed his dislike to the
Quaker sect In general, and Quakeresses
In. pafticulari As though he had mot a
right to change his mind His worthy
father had shown no such lack of. indie.
pendence, it is true, and his son prom
ised himself that the lesson should last
him lifetime.
10 the unbounded qualification of Col
onel Lambert, Frederick announced his
intention Of visiting the Gordons.
"At last," thought the worthy gentle
man, Il am to sec my lcng. deferred
hopes realized. What g shread idea it
was in me to engage that Quaker gov
erness Rachel Turns has had n good
influence over the boy; I knew she
would. The girl shall never want q
home while l live, even II she won't be
my wife. Egad ! might have remem-
bered that the young can't mate with the
old. But the boy'Il make it ell right.
Good luck go with him."
Frederick Lambert reached the Quaker
city in safety. The day following his
arrival, he left his hotel, after making q
careful toilet, and set out fory the resi-
de.ce of the Gordons. Hd had 5eht lbs
fathers letter of introduction on before
hiE,- that, oil unnecessary ceremony
might be avoided. His thoughts were
more of Rachel Burns than the lady he
was about TO meet. Whether she was
pretty or plain, straight or crooked, pre-
else or eocial, he cared little. He had
made up his mind to be dissatisfied with
o=eTJ thing err.sertaining to the Gordon
mansion. Whether he should get out of
the affair with honor, he eft with cir
cumstance0 TO decide.
He paused moment before the hand
some door that bore the name of James
Gordon upon it. The house vas q spa
cious one, with white marble front.
The steps were also of marble, and guilt
less of dust. $50 far, so gccd," thought
Fred, as he pulled; the silver bell. a
courteous footuian answered the siivery
tinkle and ushered him into o drawing
room. first Announcing his name. A tall,
noble.looking man met MIN ut the
threshold.
.'Thou art welcome, young man." he
said, extending his hand. II hepc thy
father is we'll and prosperous, We haye
been friends for nearly half century !:
may the friendship of our children he as
lasting u "This," he added, turning to
9 lady Who stood uear, but whom Fred.
erick had not observed, "is my daughter
Ann; Ann this is Frederick Lambert,
whose fetheE thee has heard me mention
80 many times"
Miss Gordon bowed, and presented her
hand with the grace and nffability of q
chosen words. She betrayed neither stiff.
ness nor embarrassln ent, and the dreaded
introduction passed off far more agreea.
bly, than Frederick had anticipated He.
the stickler for etiquette in: all its forms.
the ever selfpoSsessed and ready gallant.
the man OF the world, was the one az
fault. The beautifully-rounded periods
and the nicely-turned spssche5 with
which, he had malicicnsly designed to
overwhelm the retiring Ann Gordon.
thereby showing the imme- superiority
OF his intellect, had strangely deserted
him.. and he ssaninieIafl I 6ne soh hethii,g.
uninsellisible even to hifnself, fIe vas
thankful when Mr.. Gordon asked him n
question relating to his father.
The redoubtable Ann Gordon deseryes
some description. She was neither at
tired a Ia Quaker, deported q Ia Quaker,
nor talked Ia Quaker. The most severe
critic of female beauty would have pro-
nounced her handsome. Her dress of
French blue silk fitted her admirably, its
rich lace trimmings falling over neck
| and arms nnrivalled in whiteness and
beauty. A 'Cinderella-like clipper peep
ed from beneath the folds OF her ample
| skirt. A small chain Of gold, from which
depended locket, was the only orna.
ment she wore. The impression one
| would receive, at the first glance, was
that of exquisite neatness and faultiess
taste. But her HART Yes, we must be
Just as we'll as generous. Ann Gordoh's
hair was undeniably red, and she wore it
in short ringietsl This was the only ilaw
in-her- beauty--the-oaly-d defect hes
toilet. Frederick vas glad of it'll If she
had had snub nose, freckled face, aud
stnhby figure, he would have been pro-
portionably pleased. A curious animal
Ia mani
81 suppose we are expected to like eaci,
other, MT. Lambert, and can think Of
| &c better way OF making an agreeable
| fret Impression than by ordering dinner"
said the young lady, with bewitching
| grace, as she crossed the room and
touched the bell.cord.
| Frederick bc-ed, as before, he couldn',
think Of anything apropos to sayo ;fd,,,
"Thee can be excused, daugheef lAtii
We will try and amuse ourselves for hall
an hour" said Mr.. Gordon, turning to
Frederick.
At this permission, daughter "A un,,'
smiling her adieu, re:reated from, the
room. i"i'' "5 th''
/ Between the pauses Of the conversation
that followed, young Lambert had time
to glance about him. How little it look
ed like the home of a Quakeress Every.
thing bore the prestige of lavish wealth
yet there was not a showy article to be
soa:s. I.ioiii and heavy heavy diaper 1c:.:eel e - !.
the plate-glass windows; rare pictures
hung on the walls; the furniture was an.
tique and massive; the velvet carpet ele.
CANT but unostentatious. Rare articles
i speaking of cultured taste and foreign
travel, were scattered about; and, a:io-
gether, Frederick was forced to admit
that there was an air of luxurious com
fort about the apartment, with none o
that stately and repellant grandeur &C
observable in fashionable drawing -rooms
The dinner, which was soon served
Was excellent. Polished plate and china
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