The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1881-02-03
The Quaker Origin Of Wilmington, Del

Dame Elizabeth Shipley had dream
She was living at the time-which was
in the year Of grace 1880 at Ridly
Township, near the good town of Phil
J adep hia.ss Her usbaadx Hiam,sWho
wasof honest,s plodding. Englisheountry.
folk, was not one that a dream would
lie upon; for such natures as bis are of
hard, dry substance in which flowers
OF imagination do not bloom freely, aud
from which the dews of night pass read
lily in the open daylight But Eliza
,beth's dream lay, upon her, mind the
next. day, and she told it to her husband.
1t was thus: She was travelling on horse
back along high-road. and after time
she came to a wild and turbulent stream,
which she forded with difficulty; beyond
this stream she mounted long and
z steep hillside; when she arrived at its
> summit great view of surprising
beauty spread out before her, The hill
whereon she stood melted away in the
distance into d broad savannah, treeless
and covered with luxuriant grass On
either side of the hill rama stream
2 upon one, the wild swater-course which
she had just crossed; upon the other, a
4 snakerlike river that wound isluggishly
along. in the, sunlight. Then for the
first time she saw that guide accom-
! panied her, and she spoke to him. ..
go - Friend, what country is this that
thou hast taken meSto?" FtE9 .saS. ,ss-s. I.
Elizabeth ShIpley," answereds he
)" ;" beneath thee lieth, a new land and, a
fruitful, and it is the design of Divine
Providence that thou shouldst enter in
thereto, thou and thy people, and ye
shall be enriched even unto'tfie seventh
generation. Therefore now leave the
+ place where now thou dweHest, and
enter into and take possession of this
land, even as the children of Israel took
possession of the land of Canaan He
finished speaking, and as she turned to
look, he vanished, and she awoke.
William Shipley babe his wife think
no more other dreams, for if one pulls
up blue beans after they have sprouted,
ones pot is like to 60 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 re-
ceived a 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. Ii
was in the spring time, when the
meadows were clad with bright green,
when the woodlands were soft with ten.
der leaves, unfolding timidly in the
generous warmth of the sun, when the
birds sang, when the cocks croweG
Justify, when the wren chartered under
the caves, and all the air was burdeneG
with the sweetness of the apple bios
SONS, among which the bees swarme6
with drowsy hum. So she set forth OF
her journey, jogging southwark along
the old Kings Road. She passed many
streams of sweet water untainted will
lime, where the little fish darted here
and there as her old gray farm hors,
went splashing across their pebbl,
reaches. After journey of sixteen O
eighteen miles She came to roaring
stream that cut through tree-covere,
highlands and came raging and rushing
down over great rocks and bowl
1ers. The cawing of crows in tn.
woods, and solitary eagle that wen
,ailing through the air, was all th'