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And queer thin  legs  and  shuffling  walk  and  drawling,  nasal tonck
                            Was  prompied by  the  Spirit to  make5 this  maid  his  own.


                            He  knew  it  was  tlie Spirit,  for he  lell. it in  iiis  breast
                            As  oft  before in  mecting-dme,  and,  sure of  his  request.
                            Procured  the  permit in  due forttL  Oti  Fourth- day  of  that week
                            He  lot Ruth  know  the  message true that  he  was  moved  to speak,


                            “ Ruth,  it has  been  revealeds to  me that  elite  and  1  shall  wee,
                            I have  spoken to  the  meeting  and  the  members  all  have  said
                            That our union  seems  a  righteous  one1,  which  they  will not gainsay
                            So  if  convenient  to thy  view,  I’ll wed thee7  next  Third-day.”

                            The  cool  possession  of  herself by  Friend  Sylvan us Moore
                            Aroused her  hot"  resentment,  which by  effort she  forbore—
                            She kr.tw  he  was  a £oodlv man,  of  simple,  childlike  mind—
                                                 O     s      f       L   -1
                            And  checked  the  word  “ Impertinence! "  and  answered  him in kind


                            a Syharms  Moore,  do  th.ee  go  hoinolf and  wait  until  T  see
                            The  fad  that I  must be  thy wife  revealed  i:nt.o  me."
                            And  thus  she loll  him  there  alone,  at will  to1-  ruminate—
                            Sore puzzled,T  at the  mysteries  of  love,  frue-will,  and  fate.
                                                                           R i c h a r d   A .  Jack so x.




                                            WHEN  SAM’W EL  LED  THE  SINfllN*.

                                            0   1*' course  I  love the  house  o1  God,
                                                   15lit  I  don’t feel  to  bum  there
                                                The  wav I  uster  do,  afore
                                                                     *
                                                        *
                                                   New  farutled  ways liad  come tbere.
                                            Though  things are  fine:-  now  a  heap,
                                               My  heart it  keeps  a-elingin’
                                            To  our big,  bare  old  meetinghouse,
                                               Where  Sanrwd  led  tlie  singin'.
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