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Hugh Wynne, Free Quaker

Hugh Wynne, Free Quaker

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Chapter 1 No.1

Word Count: 3901    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

influence has ceased, the man himself has to deal with the effects of blood and breed, and, too, with the consequences of the mistak

as my friend Warder used to say; but even in the lives of such lesser men as I, who have played the

life of the boy, and his recollection of it is perplexed by the sittings of memory, which let so much of thought and feeling escape, keeping little more

f. I have often been puzzled by that well-worn phrase as to the wisdom of knowing thyself, for with what manner of knowledge you know yourself is a grave question, and it is sometimes more valuable

to decide. I should be glad to think that, in the great account, I shall be as kindly dealt with as in the worn and faded pages which tell brokenly of the days of our youth. I am not ashamed to say that my eyes have filled many times as I have lingered over these records of my friend,

comfort on a struggle which changed the history of three nations, but I am sure that the war did more for me than I for it. This I saw in others. Some who went into it unformed lads came out strong men. In others its temptations seemed to find and foster weaknesses of character, and to cultivate the hidden germs of evil. Of all the examples of this influence, none has seemed to me so tragical as that of General Arnold, because, being

f the Delaware, and my earliest memories are of the broad river, the ships, the creek befor

ritance of happiness with which we like to credit childhood. Who my people were had much to do with my own character, and what

by railings and gilded gates. There is also a terrace with urns and flowers. I used to think it was the king's palace, until, one morning, when I was still a child, Friend Pemberton came to visit my father with William Logan and a very gay gentleman, Mr. John Penn, he who was sometime

e thy people came from in Wales. I have been at Wyncote. It is a great house, with wings in the Italian manner, and a fine fountain in the cour

picture upstairs, and muc

room, and our arms below it,

enant-governor, "and I must have described it

and grave, and that my father looked ill pleased, made haste to make exc

re is good heraldry on the tankard out of which I drank James Pemberton's beer yesterday. Fie, fie, Friend James!" Then he bowed to my mother

" said m

well too: quarterly, three ea

re the follies of a world which concerns not those of our society. T

vernor, with good humour; "but I hope, as I said, tha

as Scattergood and another for these vanities of arms and pictures. He told them that he put the picture where none saw it but ourselves, and, when t

, my father said to my mother, "Was it thou who didst tell the boy this foo

lms out,-a French way she had,-and cried, "Are they not

or he merely added, "Too much

t recollections of my childhood, and, being out of the c

audy, aroused my curiosity as to these folks in Wales, It was long after, and only by degrees, that I learn

nging to the Swedes. The reason of his coming was this: about 1669 the Welsh of the English church and the magistrates were greatly stirred to wrath against the

to the wild ways of his breed, and to have taken a serious and contemplative turn. Falling in with preachers of the people called Quakers, he left the church of the establishment, gave up hunting, ate his game-cocks, and took to straight collars, plain

t no doubt he valued, a certificate of removal from the Quarterly Meeting held at Tyddyn y Garreg. I have this singular document. In it is said of him and of his wife, Ellin ("for whom it may concern"), that "they are faithfull and beloved Friends, well known to be serviceable unto Friends and brethren, since they have become convinced; of a blameless and savory conversation. Also are P'sons Dearly beloved of all Souls. His testimony sweet and tender, reaching to the quicking seed of life; we cannot alsoe but bemoan the want of his company, for that in difficult occasion he was sted-fast-nor was one to be turned as

ong waters, left one son, Owen, a minor. What with executors and other evils, the estate now went from ill to worse. Owen Wynne 2d was in no haste, and thus married as late as somew

es and lessened by fines, until the income was, I suspect, but small. Certain it is that the freedom to worship God as he pleased was more to him than wealth, and assur

hing further agreed between the brothers, although what this was she knew not, nor ever did for many a day. She was given, however, to filling my young fancy with tales about the greatness of these Wynnes, and of how the old homestea

and less important. Their acres here in Merion and Bucks were more numerous and more fertile. I may add that the possession of many slaves in Maryland, and a few in Pennsylvania, gave them the feeling o

e to stay, and still less with Tishe," which was short for Laetitia, his daughter, an obstinate wench, it was to men like Logan and my grandfather that he gave his full confidence and delegated his authority; so that Hugh Wynne had become, long before his death, a person of so much greater condition than the small sq

the death of my great-uncle William, they ceased, or if any passed later between us and the next holder of Wyncote, I never knew. The Welsh squi

my father. Yet one thing remained with him awhile as an unchanged inheritance, to which, so far as I remember, he only once alluded. Indeed, I should never have guessed that he gav

Wyncote; but this is a mere guess on my part. Pride spiritual is a master passion, and certain it is that the creed and ways of Fox an

der, I went into his bedroom, and was surprised to find him standing before the hearth, his hands crossed behind his back, looking earnestly at the brightly coloured shield beneath the picture of Wyncote. I knew too well to disturb him in these silent moods, but hearing my steps, he suddenly called me to him

with me to answer him in Christian meekness. He came near to worse things than harsh words. Be warned,

bad, Hugh, not all bad. Remember that it is something, in

old home of our people, and said sever

es

f I hear no better of thee soon thou wilt repent it. It is time thou should

on account of my father's refusal to join in resistance to the Stamp Act;

I had, too, a feeling of personal shame because this strong man, whom I dreaded on account of his severity, should have been so overwhelmed by an insult. There was at this period, and later, much going on in my outer life to lessen the relentless influence of the creed of conduct which prevailed in

th a certain share of that pride of race, which, to my surprise, as I think it over now, was at that time in my father's esteem a pos

age with a deceased wife's sister.} for these Owens, our kinsmen, had also become Friends, and had followed my grandfather's example in leaving their home in Merionethshire. To this second marriage, which occurred in 1713, were born m

th Marie Beauvais, the orphan of a French gentleman who had become a Quaker, and was of that part of France called the Midi. Of this marriage

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