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But I did learn something, sir, from that dear old sister Martha. You saw her?" "The motherly body who invited me in?" "Yes: isn't she a dear? I took lessons from her in all sorts of cookery: you shall see, Charlie, I've profited by being a Shakeress." "Yes, my darling, but did you you didn't go to church?"
I had grown a little tired of the monotony of the village, and was glad to join the party starting for Niskayuna, it was such a glorious drive across the mountain. I longed for you all the time." "Pretty little Shakeress! But why did they put us on such a false track?" "Oh, we had expected to reach home that night, but one of the horses was lame, and we did not start as soon as we had planned.
It was a droll gift to make to a solemn little Shakeress in drab; but Jane was pleased, and said she should always keep it. Then they were packed into the wagon again, and with many good-bys they drove away, kissing their hands to the sisters at the door, and carrying with them a sense of cleanliness, hospitality, and quiet peace, which would make them for ever friendly to the name of Shaker.
I had grown a little tired of the monotony of the village, and was glad to join the party starting for Niskayuna, it was such a glorious drive across the mountain. I longed for you all the time." "Pretty little Shakeress! But why did they put us on such a false track?" "Oh, we had expected to reach home that night, but one of the horses was lame, and we did not start as soon as we had planned.
"Why, Lewis Hall! What do you mean!" she said, forgetting her part in her indignation. "I am a Shakeress. You've no right to speak so to me." He blinked at her through the blur of pain. "I wish you'd stay with me, Athalia, I've got a a sort of headache. Never mind about being a Shakeress just for to-night. It would be such a comfort to have you." But Athalia, with a horrified look, had left him.
She managed to get close to her, and, under pretence of helping with the blackberries, drew her a little to one side, where they could talk without being overheard. "Do you like to live here?" she asked confidentially, as their fingers met in the blackberry basket. "Yea," said the little Shakeress, glancing round shyly. Then as she saw that nobody was noticing them, she became more communicative.
The Shaker and Shakeress, a monthly journal, edited by Elder Frederick Evans and Eldress Antoinette Doolittle, is the organ of the society; and in its pages their views are set forth with much shrewdness and ability.
Angular she may be "angular as a Lebanon Shakeress" she said the New York Herald once termed her but if so, the irregularities of outline were completely hidden under the folds of the modest and dignified black silk which covered her most becomingly.
In a recent number of the Shaker and Shakeress , Elder James S. Prescott, of the North Union Society, gave a curious account of the first appearance of this phenomenon at that place, from which I quote what follows: "It was in the year 1838, in the latter part of summer, some young sisters were walking together on the bank of the creek, not far from the hemlock grove, west of what is called the Mill Family, where they heard some beautiful singing, which seemed to be in the air just above their heads.
Sister Samantha felt real badly when Ruth went, but she liked the baby ever so much. I mean to go back to the world's people too, some day." "Oh my! perhaps you will get married," suggested Eyebright, greatly excited at the idea. "Perhaps I shall," answered the small Shakeress with unmoved gravity.
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