Hugh Wynne, Free Quaker

Father and son were to part with hot words, brother to take sides against brother. My unpleasa

not tell your mother,"

he is like a great, strong bull, such as the Spaniards tease to madness with little darts and fireworks. You see, Hugh, events are prickly things. They play the deuce with obstinate people. Your father will be better away from home.

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ess and drink less, and in your father's absen

aunt was right, and I made certain good resolutions, which were

Creek, and up to Third street. She said I must not talk to her. She had thinking to do, and for this cause, I suppose, turning, took me

ice, and think of that hour of tribulation. I could hear the fine, full voice of the Rev. Dr. Duche as he intoned the Litany. He lies now where I stood, and under the arms on his tomb is no record of the

;" and we went east, through Pine street, and so to the back of our garden, where we found a way in, and, walking un

nor," she cried, seeing us; "help me to shell my peas. Thou shalt have some. They are come in a shi

dear. Shall it be the mi

such vanities. Quant a moi, je les adore. It seems odd to have a colour to a religion. I wonder if drab goodness be better than red

fall and be gone for a year. The mother went on quietly shelling the peas, and losing no word. When Gainor had done, the bowl of peas was set aside, and my mother put back her curls, fixed her b

rything will go on as usual, except that

Gainer Wynne, that I should let my husband go alone on the seas, and here and there, without me? I will not have it. My

. God bless your sweet heart! Leave me your boy; he

ver, as if John Wynne were not; when it would be, and what room I was to have, and my clothes, and the business, and so on-all th

d, and still more to learn that my father did

no more that day to the counting-house, but, saying to my mother I had business, I went off, with a hunk of bread, to my boat, and down the creek to the Delaware. I pulled out, past our o

ce or set me reflecting, until some sudden, unlooked-for thing took place, in which sentiment or affection was concerned. Then I would set to work to

on the south end of Petty's Island, where in after-years lay rotting the "Alliance," the remnant ship of the greatest sea-fight that ever was since Grenville lay in the "Revenge," with the Spanish fleet about him. I came to ground amid the reeds and spatter-docks, where the water-lilies were just in bud. A noisy

me, who wanted stillness, that I smacked the water with the flat of

g. I could never please him. I had grinned as I always did when risks were upon me. He never understood me, and I was tired of trying. What use was it to try? I had one of those minutes of wishing to die, which come even to the wholesome young. I was well aware that of late I had not, on the whole, satisfied my conscience; I knew this quite too well; and now, as I lay in the boat discontented, I felt, as the youthful do sometimes feel, as if I were old, and the ending of things were near. It was but a mood, but it led

my lifelong fear of my father, I greatly honoured and respected him, finding in myself som

woman, seemed to me intolerable; this was the chief outcome of my reflections. It is true I considered, but I fear lightly, my own misdoings. I made up my mind to

ough it was full late. "Well?" he said, spinning round on his hi

was wrong this morning I

t is ful

l take the punishment here and n

lied, rising. "Take

to the corner, and picked up a rattan cane. To whip fellows of nineteen or twenty was not then by any means unusual. What would

, "What is this, John, I hear? I have seen Ga

s neck, and pleaded, and I, for my part, went away, no

blossoming in April. My father and mother were not to sail until the autumn, but already he

eat bronze Buddha are my only counsellors. If I want to do a thing I ask Mr. Mandarin-he can only nod yes; and if I

sat on the stool, and told her of my last interview with my fathe

t neither love nor time will mend him. He is what hi

es pray openly. On this last occasion he took advantage of the opportunity to dilate on my sins, and before our servants to ask of Heaven that I be brought to a due sense of my iniquities. It troubled my mother, who arose from her knees in tears, and went out of the room, whilst I, overcome with anger, stood looking out of the window. My father spoke to her as

have given me too much money. I shook my head, but she would have it she was to blame, and then said of a sudden, "Are you in debt, you scamp? Did John pray for me!" I replied that I owed no one a penny, and that she had not been remembered. She was

I done!" I kn

had with your mother! I am not fit, it seems, to be left to take care of you. Th

ay friends I had picked up such exclamatory phrase

to make such promises to your father, and-woe is me!-to your mother, as will damn me forever if you do not

or; indeed I will try.

and the devil; and that for one of our breed! I shall be like a sign-post, and never go the way I point. Tha

will;

ut I have had my whipping

you mea

re not to be described, and no better able to take care of yourself than you should be. They did think it well and kind-hang 'em, Hugh!-to consider the matter with me. We considered it-we did, indeed. There be five people whose consciences I am to make you respect. And not one of them do I care for, but Mother Blue-eyes. But I must! I must! It was all true, sir, what Friend Wain said; for you ha

and I s

the talk of the town. Those drab geese must out with the whole naughtiness, despite the company which came in on us, and here were Mr. Montresor and that ape Etheri

" I did not care much.

e, and it was a pity, and she was sorry, because she

scho

e kin of that Miss de Lancey, whom Sir

to the tender little maid who wept when I was punish

girl, and not more money than will clothe her, they say; but the

nt Ga

to invite you to 'The Colony in Schuylkill' to-morrow. It is

ave myself,

e Fish House p

y among the officers, who were, with some exceptions, a dissolute set. To be with them made it needful to become deceitful and to frame excuses, so that, when I was supposed to be at my a

ther was wrapped up in his business, and full of cares both worldly and spiritual; for now

brings tears to my eyes even now to think of the pain I gave her. Alas! it is our dearest who ha

ttles with sin. It is one of the weaknesses of nations, as well as of children, that they come to consider their political fathers as saints. I smile when I think of the way people nowadays think of our great President, as of a mild genius, incapable of being moved to anger or great mirth, a man unspotted o

ury, save in regard to food, which my father would have of the best money could buy. I was taught the extreme of non-resistance, and absolute simplicity as to dress and language. Amusements there were none, and my father read no books except such as dealt with things spiritual, or things commercial. At my aunt's, and in the society I saw at her house, the