Excerpt from Quaker IdylsJohn passed to the right, where he extended his hand to a fellow worshiper Martha paused in the doorway to stroke the shining curls Of a pretty child, whose gen tle mother had failed in her efforts to subdue Dame Nature. And Cassy, sweet Cassy, who was no longer very young, felt the color rise, and modestly dropped her eyes, as She noticed the pleased Observance of her entrance de pioted on the face of George Evans, al...
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