Name/Title
Goodwill NotesEntry/Object ID
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William Bull and Sarah Wells Stone House AssociationScope and Content
Character, of the Learned, in their Varnished Whitewash, of Rhetorick, which serves, as the Artificial and insidious means, to conceal, the Barbarity of Civilized High-Life... With Which, & With whom, we had been Accustomed & Associated with, & from Habit, had become with Us, a kind of Second Nature... ———— But we Detected Ourselves and Repented, of the Murderous Folly, of imitating the Fashion of High-life --- We could not stay Where we was... Something ^else must be Done... Yet if Possible; to Live & Die together and conceal our woe if Elizabeth, could compose herself, a few moments I would get some ^female confidential friend, to come & stay with Her, while I might find some means to meet, or pursue Sarah... either to meet Her on Horseback as we had assured & flattered Her, or to pursue, By Water up the Hudson River, in order to find Her some
-where, or Learn the Lost of Her. ----- Which I Did, and then went to seek the means for our Departure; as my own Credit ^was Lost, But in Name I was obliged to communicate my views & wishes, to some of my Patentee friends, ^as we they who made my Case their own, who, in the Most friendly & obliging manner, wished me to give myself no further concern, ^how to get off; But to Return to Elizabeth and make Her as easy as possible, and Assist Her in getting Ready --- And we will Endeavour to get Everything Ready, ^said they for Your Journey, and meet you on the Ferry Stair, as we Did Last Evening, and they acted accordingly; furnished us, with two Saddle Horses with Bells, ^with a woman & a Man, Hunting Saddles, Saddle-bags and Portmanteau’s for Each Horse, one pair of Saddle-bags, were filled with the Choicest provisions for our Journey. ----- The other Saddle bag
and Portmanteau’s, were Brought to Us, at our Lodge -room, to be filled with our Clothing, and what Ever we chose to place with them, and where they had rolled up several Medicinal Phials of Cordials, such as Hartshorn, Peppermint, Pennyroyal, &c together, with a small Cannister—
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— Cheering & Smiling as the Men Appeared, in the accomplishment, of their Engagements ----- There was, Nevertheless, A Serious, Dejected — and Melancholy Cloud, Hovering over Sarah’s senses... That she could & would have preferred Weeping, Rather than Smiling, with the Cheerful Company She was Promiscuously mingling with — While she kept
about Her work, to prevent a Disclosure of what she felt... Untill a more suitable opportunity might offer, to give Vent to Her feelings... ———— A Lonely female, a Young Girl in a Howling Wilderness... who could scarcely think Herself a Woman... yet knew of nothing wrong, as She said — Life was but Little more than a Blank Unfill’d The fate of an orphan child... she had But Little to hope... The place — the Wilderness — Had no appearance Like Home — and Therefore, had no Charms for Her... Place any young woman, she said, in Her situation & what could they think... if they thought at all their thoughts would be similar to Hers... while she was meditating... ^at her work and as it ^as it were, talking to Herself ^for -- in a serious mood... --- preparing the Evening --- - The Gloom of Night was Drawing near, the sun But Little Above the Horizon... --- in the Midst of these Gloomy Reveries... Busy as she was — Alas! an occurance took place -- she heard a Voice -- or thought she heard a Voice... that she knew; ^while she seemed as if she must sink to the ground... yet kept to work and thought it must be a Waking Dream ———— ^In her serious reveries and the Voice, Which she Heard — was, Sarah Sarah ^& of the Undistinguishable] — it was to Her Like an electrick shock... But on Hearing the Name of Sarah — a Third time, she Cast Her Eye to the Wigwam Door, and Behold, it was Christopher Denn and his wife on Horseback — in the stile they proposed to meet her, when they parted in New York — But this was too much for Sarah to Bear —- She Lost, all the fortitude, which she assumed for the ^& nights space of Days past... to give Vent to the feelings of the Heart --- that sensibility, with which, female Nature is Susceptible of ---
