Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1881-01-08
NO. Z.
Gales ano Skettbes.
TIE QUAKER ORIGIN OF WILMINGTON.
DELAWARE.

Dame Elizabeth Shipley had a dream.
She was living at the time. which was in
the wear of grace l730.-at Ridley Town
ship. near the good town of Philadelphia.
Her husband. William. who was of honest
plodding. English country folk. was not
one that dream would lie upon: for
such natures as his are of hard. dry sub
stance. in which flowers of imagination do
not bloom freely. and from which the
dews of night pass readily in the open
daylight But Elzabeth's dream lay up
on her mind the next dav and she told it
to her husband. 1t was thus: She was
travelling on horseback along high road
and after a time she came To a wild and
turbulent stream which she iordcd with
difficulty; beyond this stream she mount
ed a long and steep hillside; when she ar
rived at its summit a great view of sur
passing beauty spread before her. The
hin whereon she stood melted away in the
distance into broad savannah. treelcss.
and covered with luxuriant grass. On
either side of the hill ran a stream-upon
one. tie wild water course she had Just
crossed upon the other. a snake like river
that wound sluggishly along IN the sun
light Then for the first time she saw
spoke to him.
Friend. what country is this that thou
hast led me to-"
Elizabeth Shiplev." answered he, ''be-
meath thee lieth new land and fruitful.
and il is the design of Divine Providence
that thou shouldst- enter i'm thereto, thou
and thy people. and We shall he enriched.
even unto the seventh generation. There
fore leave the place where thou now dwell
fest, and enter into and take possession of
this land, even as the children Of Israel
took possession of Cananan." He finished
speaking and as she turned to look. he
vanished, and she awoke.
William Shipley bade his wife think no
more of her dreams, for if one pulls up
blue beans after they have sprouted. ones
pot is like to go empty. So. meeting with
no encouragement. after some days, the
sharpness of her dream became dulled
against the hard things of everyday life.
A year passed. and Elizabeth received Il
Divine call to 90 and preach at a meeting
of the Society of Friends. held in that
peninsula that lies between the Delaware
and Chesapeake bays. 1t was in the
springtimc, when the meadows were clad
with bright green when the woodlands
timidv in the generous warmth of the sun.
when the birds sang, when the cocks
crowed Justify, when the wren chattercd
nndcr the caves, and all the air was bur
dened with tn" sweetness of the apple
blossoms. among which the bees swarmcd
with drowsy hum.
SO she set forth on her journey, jogging
southwark along the old Kings Road.
ms nj
untainted with lime, where the little fishes
dartcd here and there as her old gray farm
horse went splashing across their pebbv
reaches. After journey of sixteen or
eighteen miles. she came to a roaring
stream that cut through tree-covered high
lands. and came raging and rushing down
over great rocks and boulders. The cav
ing of crows in the woods, and a solitary
eagle that went sailing through the air.
was all the life that broke the solitude of
the place As she hcsitated on the bank
before entering the rough-looking ford.
marked at each end by sapling pole to
which n red rag was fastened. the whole
scene seemed strangely familiar to her
After she bad crossed the stream she began
ascending hill upwhich the highway led,
that feeling strong upon her which one has
at times of having lived through such a
scene before. At the top of the hill she
came to a clearing in the forest where an
old Swede had built him hut and begun
to till the land. Here the woods unfolded
like n curtain. and beneath her she saw the
hill melt away into level meadows that
spread far to a great river, sparkling in
the sunlight away in the distance. Upon
one hand ran sluggish river, curving
through the meadows; on the other the
brawling stream she had just crossed. She
sat in silence looking at the scene, while
the little barefoot Swedish children gath
cred at the door of the hut looking with
blue eyed wonder at the stranger: then
clasping her hands she cried aloud, "Be-
hold it is the land of my vision, and here
will pitch my tent"
Over the wooded hill sides and across
the grassy savannas which Dame Shpley
saw first in her dream and afterward in
the reality, now spreads busy and popu-
lOus city OF which she aud her husband
were the chieffounders. The smoke from
factory chimneys streaks the air with
blabk ribbons of vapor; on the breeze
come the clatter, the rattle, and the ham,
mering OF the great ship yards that now
lie along the banks OF the slow-runniDg
stream that she saw in her dream
while beside the other brawliDg stream
stan cotton. wooden, paper. flour and
powder mills. Everywhere is the busy
excitement and tceming rush of close pop
ulation. That was the sower that the
seed and this the fruit that grew from it
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