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Updated: June 6, 2025
Brigham, "there are there are TWO shadows." The sisters stood clutching each other, staring at the awful things on the wall. Then Rebecca came in, staggering, with a telegram in her hand. "Here is a telegram," she gasped. "Henry is dead." Close to the village street stood the one-story house in which Luella Miller, who had an evil name in the village, had dwelt.
Writings of the first Quakers, even minor writings, often kindle in us today an ardor to seek what they sought and to find what they found. The excellent book by Luella M. Wright entitled "The Literary Life of the Early Friends, 1650-1725" is a pleasant and convenient introduction to these numerous and often lengthy productions of which 2600 have been listed for the first 75 years.
Well, she was warned, but she acted real mad when folks said anythin': said Luella was a poor, abused woman, too delicate to help herself, and they'd ought to be ashamed, and if she died helpin' them that couldn't help themselves she would and she did. "'I s'pose Maria has gone home, says I to Luella, when I had gone in and sat down opposite her.
Mixter, says I, 'you look worse than she does. You ain't fit to be up out of your bed. "'Oh, there ain't anythin' the matter with me, says she. Then she went on talkin' to Luella. 'There, there, don't, don't, poor little lamb, says she. 'Aunt Abby is here. She ain't goin' away and leave you. Don't, poor little lamb. "'Do leave her with me, Mrs.
A gleam of resolution came into the wandering eyes of Luella London and she took the purse from the back of the chair and brought out the roll of bills. "I'm a sport," she said, "and I'm going to lay a bet on the best horse I ever saw. You may trim me, but I always would take a chance." Turning, she called a waiter and, handing him a bill from her purse, threw the roll on the table.
Luella did not answer, but she gave me a look that meant more than words. I was a trifle bewildered, wondering where I stood in the eyes of this capricious young woman, but my speculations were cut short by the coming of Mrs. Knapp. There was no reservation in her greeting.
As I moved forward, Luella clung to me and gave a low cry. The Wolf figure threw one malignant look at us and was gone. "Take me home, oh, take me home!" cried Luella in low suppressed tones, trembling and half-falling. I put my arm about her to support her. "What is it?" I asked. She leaned upon me for one moment, and the black walls and gloomy passage became a palace filled with flowers.
That was what she came out bride in when she married Erastus Miller. Her name before she was married was Hill. There was always a sight of "l's" in her name, married or single. Erastus Miller was good lookin', too, better lookin' than Luella. Sometimes I used to think that Luella wa'n't so handsome after all. Erastus just about worshiped her. I used to know him pretty well.
"I know a land far, far away, Where winter is as warm as May." He waved a wing and winked an eye, And off he flew, "Good-bye, good-bye!" All the children except Tommy clapped their hands when Luella finished. It did indeed sound sweet and she spoke it very prettily, waving her hand and winking her own eye at the end. Rosanna and Myron felt that their time had come.
Luella May stole forward and crowded in between the young tanner and me, and I saw great tears steal out of father's closed eyes and roll down his cheeks, as he came and knelt just behind me, with two mill hands and several women. And then, after our blessing, while we rose and stood on the right and the left of the chancel the parson asked that the children be brought forward for baptism.
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