The Roswell daily record. [volume] (Roswell, N.M.) 1903-current, 1903-12-04
i ROMANCE OF
OLD PHILADELPHIA
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S~~uACA many JCdAS dSO. CAhuPS AZ
b because the people of the past were
different from ourselves and more diff
ferent than we are from each other.
How different from that immense
city which today is spread over thou
sands of acres, whose streets are un-
adorned except with colossal buildings
and whose people are engaged in the
mad rush for money! Then beautiful
trees lined her thoroughfares, her
houseszwere quaint little buildings, and
her Quaker population wore broad
brimmed hats, broad tailed coats AMI
knee breeches.
Polly Pennell, nineteen years old,
was the daughter of a Philadelphia
Quaker father .'the strictest sect a
Pharisee'-and a Church of England
mother, Polly was pretty as a picture
and had hosts of admirers, all of whom
were sharply watched by her curmudg-
con father. Her most intimate friend
was Rebecca Hamilton. Rebecca was
not to the taste of old Pennell, she be-
Ing Of the world worldly. She took a
fancy to Polly, however, and soon aft
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church she came down the street car
ryfng aloft a beaver hat, two feet on
the brim, looking for all the world like
q balloon jib, leg o. mutton sleeves for
spinnakers, and gloves laced to the ell
bows. The rest of her rig was a pro-
fusion of tulle and india muslin. Meet
ing Polly, she swooped down upon her
and carried her off to dinner.
Polly was escued by her Quaker at
tendants and received a severe ad-
monition to shun the worldly creature.
But Rebecca was as much to Polly's
taste as she was to Polly's parents
distaste. A high bred dame, she dis
dained conventionalities as only neces-
sary for inferior people who did not
know how to behave themselves and
made her W rules. Within a week
after the rescue Polly had visited her
In her home. There she was taken into
dinner by a young V%irginian, the very
antipodes of a Quaker, named Francis
Dulaney. His dress was far more eff
fective In impressing a young girl than
the conventional black ''steel pen jack
ct" Of today-a canary colored waist.
coat embroidered with blooming red
silk roses, a claret colored coat with
cuffs, fat brass buttons the size of q
modern individual butter plate, breech-
es and stockings Of the color Of the
coat, buckles on his shoes and plenty
of lace about his throat. How could
any young girl resist a handsome fell
low in such attire? Polly certainly did
not resist him, for she fell in love with
him, and her love was returned. Re-
becea Hamilton fostered the courtship
not only for sympathy with the young
couple, but to score a point on the
Quakers.
Think Of the broad brim hated, coal
scoop coated old PinneIl having for a
son-in-law a young man adorned like
Francis Dulaney! Fancy the scene
when these two costumes containing
the two men stood before each other
and the younger man, a perfect strau-
ger to the older, asked for the hand of
his daughter! OF ours he was re-
fused. Could Quaker drab mate with
canary and claret color? One might as
well think of a daughter of q prophet
mating with a spangled circus rider.
The old man stood rigid, listening to
the young ones entreaties, then gave
a curt refusal, and Dulaney beat a sui
len retreat. Pinnell sent for his daugh-
ter. Instead of meeting an obedient
child he found a firm woman. She
told him that she had pledged herself
to marry Dulaney and would do SO.
D31r0lI 11o4a6 D4l1u VIn6or tho ro
Of his sister. Patience, a woman more
austere, more Quakerly dressed. more
than her brother. Polly
was forbidden to leave the house unac-
by her aunt, and her father
made preparations to take her to Eng
land.
One crisp October morning in 1900
Pennell put on his broad brimmed hat,
took his long staff, with a silver head
big as a dinner bell, and went down
town. The duenna went to her room to
put 1t In order. She had no sooner en-
tered than the door was locked from
the outside. The family black servant
locked In the cellar. Then Polly.
pale and excited, anne downstairs and,
pausing a moment to bid farewell to
home, sailed forth, followed by her
maid. Under a large buttonwood tree,
standing on a corner, were Dulaney
and Miss Hamilton, with the Hamil.
toms tlbury. Entering the tlbury.
the party were driven to the home of
the Hamiltons. All the wedding ar
rangements had been completed. No
less a parsonage than the mayor Of the
town performed the ceremony, and An
drew Hamilton gave away the bride.
When Mr.. Pencil returned to his
home. he found a gaping crowd OF
broad brims before his house. attracted
by the creams of his sister and his
servant. who were demanding to be un-
locked. Entering, he found the house
by the child whom he had
striven to keep from mingling with the
sinful world. But, though he consid-
cred a canary colored waistcoast en-
broidered with flowers the livery of Sa-
tan, he did not consider forgiveness q
part OF salvation. He never forgave
his daughter and died unreconciled.
nuIouov fn0k his wife Tn Virginia