Year: 1875

Beautiful Story of a Happy Life---The

 Olden Time.

 In an old parlor in Tarrytown Ca quiet Pennsylvania village) there still Langs a portrait by Inman of Rachel Carey, of whom the artist said hers was the most rare and fine face he had ever seen. In the village, however, the New York 1ri- 6u1ae says, she was not regarded as so handsome woman as the squire's daughter, whose eyes were black as sloes, and whose cheeks were like spice pinks. The Oareys, too, being near kinsfolk of Thomas Jefferson, were held to be of better blood than their neigh bors, and were paid homage as only in ferior classes in a village know how to yield difference to the Brahmins among them. Her mother took Rachel to the sewing-bees and C tea assemblies" of the countryside, but only the young men of certain families presumed to ask her hand ill dance. The Careys were not rich. It required good deal of saving to buy and lay by the two dozen silver spoons of each kind which were to be part of her wedding outfit /; for, as was customary, as soon as the girl was born this outfit took its place in the family plans. Madam Carey put aside her lace cuffs, and emeralds set in guinea gold, and as soon as Rachel was fifteen, being then most expert needlewo1nan, webs of fine homespun linen were given her which she embroidered and made up into underclothing for the time when she should be a bride. There were no balls, no lectures, no morning paper then with it's record of news and crime to fur nish her with thought and when we re- member how much of her youth was spent in quiet sewing and in pure sweet maidenly fancies of her life to come, we do not wonder that when marriage came at last she was a most true wife and ten der mother.

 It was, however, usual for women to be so then She was just eighteen when Israel Newbold asked her in mar riage; young counselor at law, of good that he had been approached by Burr (while he was in Western Pennsylvania, and had indignantly refused him his aid or that of his family. The young people saw each other only in the presence of others; their letters were studied and formal; the engagement was kept secret, as was the custom. But love was as strong and fiery then as now, and burned all the clearer because hidden under modest reserve. One can but envy them the delicious thrill of their sacred secret when their hands touched in the stately quadrille or their eyes told the sweet unspoken story. When Jack and Belle, having firted with and kissed half 8 dozen other girls and men, engage them selves nowadays between the pauses in the waltz and hie away together next morning to announce the fact to all their acquaintances, the story does not seem to be sweet at all. Israel and Rachel were married on Easter, 1920, and Israel took his bride to Philadelphia Spending month in crossing the mountains), where many assemblies were given in her honor. Mr. Jefferson met her there and wrote to her father: "My young kinswoman is shy as dove, but she has a ready and delicate wit when alone with & friend" She never conquered this shyness; when we knew her the pink blush would rise to her wrinkled cheeks if she was forced to speak before strangers. Her beauty was then so mar velous that crowds followed her coach in the streets, to the great wrath of her young husband, who had no mind to make his rose common property; much indig- nation too was expressed by her friends in the city when it was found that cer- tain engravers had stolen copy of her portrait for insertion ill book of the year. .la. 7. .e.3

 Israel 'Newbold became judge, and never left the quiet country neighbor- hood. He, was a stern man, who lived long enough to grow cynical with a time which rewarded cheating and impudence rather than integrity and honor. His wife concerned herself very little with the times. She had family of eleven children, and controlled a household of many servants. In it was carried on the business of farm, weaving, dairy work, the making of clothes for the whole family. She personally superintended not only all these works, and the storing away of provisions, fruits, meats, herbs, but the teaching of her boys and girls, for whom she employed tutors and gov ernesses. Modern instruction, she com plained, was too wide and shallow; there was no thorough knowledge given of history, and accurate English was seldom heard. Nothing could be simpler or

 

 her letters or conversation. It strength ened the effect which her delicate face and always rich dainty dress had even upon strangers who did not know her. A curious part of that effect was that this woman did not belong to society nor to the pworld, but to her husband and filled with them, her great household con 1oI o1, ho1. influence of strength and sweet humanity and lives, that we did not complain that there was no chance for her to become Q public character. Her sons have grown up honorable men, her daughters are faithful, happy wives. Her husband died few weeks ago, just as their chil- dren were ready to celebrate their golden wedding, which would have been on Easter day. After his death she made no loud outcry; the love of husband and wife had been sacred and wordless always But the pink blush left the aged cheek and she sat quiet and silent. We knew that she felt her work was altogether done. When her sons, who loved her very dearly, found that the end was near, they hurried to the old homestead from the furthest ends of the country, and like children, with their heads upon her knees, cried out that she must not leave them. "Your father wants me, boys," she said gently: "Nobody can take my place to him. :" And so it was that OH Easter day she left us and went back to the husband of her youth, and their golden wedding was held in another land than ours.