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Harper's Encyclopedia of United States History (ed. Benson Lossing), Witchcraft, Salem (search)
like dogs and purr like cats; but none of them lost their appetite or needed sleep. Rev. Cotton Mather—a superstitious, credulous, and egotistical clergyman; a firm believer in witchcraft, and who believed America was originally peopled with a crew of witches transported hither by the devil —hastened to Danvers, with other clergymen as superstitious as himself, spending a whole day there in fasting and prayer, and so controlled the devil, he said, who would allow the poor victims to read Quaker books, the Common Prayer, and popish books, but not the Bible. Mather and his associates were satisfied that the Irishwoman was a witch, and these holy men had the satisfaction of seeing the poor creature hanged. The excited Mather (who was ridiculed by unbelievers) preached a sermon against witchcraft, crying from the pulpit, with arms extended, Witchcraft is the most nefarious hightreason against the Majesty on high. A witch is not to be endured in heaven or on earth. His sermon was p
Knight's Mechanical Encyclopedia (ed. Knight), T. (search)
The tin toys used in this country are now nearly all made in Meriden, Connecticut, where large quantities of tin household goods are also manufactured. Wooden toys, of the less fragile kind, are largely manufactured in several Connecticut towns, and in New York and Philadelphia. These consist of children's wheelbarrows, drums, rocking-horses, carriages, carts, blocks, rail-cars, hoops, sleds, etc. The patentees of the new sensation toys, as the dancing negro, the returning ball, and Quaker popgun, are said to have made fortunes. The railway train, and several other new toys, have also had great temporary success. Red india-rubber balloons are made in France, and filled here with gas. Pewter toys, comprising soldiers, landscapes, trees, etc., are now largely made in this country, though many are yet imported from Germany. The stuffed bodies of dolls are made in New York, Boston, and Philadelphia, as also the arms; but Germany still sends many. The arms of stuffed dolls
Emilio, Luis F., History of the Fifty-Fourth Regiment of Massachusetts Volunteer Infantry , 1863-1865, Chapter 13: operations about Pocotaligo. (search)
ion of Savannah, causing great enthusiasm. Early each morning the brigade moved to and occupied an intrenched line beyond the Fifty-fourth camp. Daily scouting parties were sent out. Quartermaster Ritchie drew rations at Gregory's, ferried them over in pontoons, and brought them to camp with details of men, as there were no teams. A commissary was established at Gregory's, but no sutler was with the troops. Christmas was a cloudy day, and brought no festivities for the regiment. Some Quaker guns were made and mounted to deceive the enemy, as we had no artillery. On the 26th a party of five deserters came in, bringing a false report that Wilmington was captured. Across the river on Devaux's Neck little was going on besides shelling the railroad. Such portions of Hardee's army as passed, did so on foot, but cars laden with guns and ammunition ran the gauntlet of our fire over the rails. General Beauregard expected that Sherman would make an immediate advance, and directed Har
James Redpath, The Public Life of Captain John Brown, Chapter 8: the conquering pen. (search)
ted my duty in other respects. But God's will, not mine, be done. You know that Christ once armed Peter. So also in my case; I think he put a sword into my hand, and there continued it, so long as he saw best, and then kindly took it from me. I mean when I first went to Kansas. I wish you could know with what cheerfulness I am now wielding the sword of the Spirit on the right hand and on the left. I bless God that it proves mighty to the pulling down of strongholds. I always loved my Quaker friends, and I commend to their kind regard my poor, bereaved, Widowed wife, and my daughters and daughters-in-law, whose husbands fell at my side. One is a mother, and the other likely to become so soon. They, as well as my own sorrow-stricken daughter, are left very poor, and have much greater need of sympathy than I, who, through Infinite Grace and the kindness of strangers, am joyful in all my tribulations. Dear sister, write them at North Elba, Essex Co., N. Y., to comfort their sa
John Jay Chapman, William Lloyd Garrison, Chapter 4: pictures of the struggle (search)
desired to qualify herself to be a teacher of colored children. She was a girl of pleasing appearance and manners, a member of the Congregational church, and of a hue not darker than that of some persons who pass for white. Miss Crandall, good Quaker that she was, admitted this girl to her school. The pupils, some of whom had been associated with her in the district school, made no objection; but some of the parents were offended, and demanded the removal of the dark-skinned pupil. Miss Crs made by that admirable document upon all who were there present . At the suggestion of an Orthodox brother, and without a vote of the Convention, our President himself, then an Orthodox minister, readily condescended to the scruples of our Quaker brethren, so far as not to call upon any individual to offer prayer; but at the opening of our sessions each day he gave notice that a portion of time would be spent in prayer. Any one prayed aloud who was moved to do so. It was at the suggestio
John F. Hume, The abolitionists together with personal memories of the struggle for human rights, Chapter 3: one of their traits (search)
here is another trait by which they were distinguished that, in his opinion, should not be passed over. That was their extreme hopefulness-their untiring confidence. No matter how adverse were the conditions, they expected to win. They never counted the odds against them. They trusted in the right which they were firmly persuaded would prevail some time or another. For that time they were willing to wait, meanwhile doing what they could to hasten its coming. Benjamin Lundy, the little Quaker mechanic, who was undeniably the Peter-the-Hermit of the Abolitionist movement, when setting out alone and on foot, with his printing material on his back, to begin a crusade against the strongest and most arrogant institution in the country, remarked with admirable naivete, I do not know how soon 1 shall succeed in my undertaking. William Lloyd Garrison, when the pioneer Anti-Slavery Society was organized by only twelve men, and they people of no worldly consequence, the meeting for lack
John F. Hume, The abolitionists together with personal memories of the struggle for human rights, Chapter 9: Anti-slavery societies (search)
. The Anti-slavery Society for the City of New York was formed by a few men who met and did their work while a mob was pounding at the door, and who, having completed their task, fled for their lives. It was at first intended that a national Anti-Slavery society should be established with headquarters in the city of New York, but its proposed organizers discovered that there was not a public hall or church in that city in which they would be permitted to assemble. Philadelphia, with its Quaker contingent, offered a more inviting field, and to that city it was decided to go. But serious obstructions here interposed. Representatives appeared from fourteen States, which was highly encouraging, but no prominent Philadelphian could be found to act as chairman of the meeting. A committee was appointed to secure the services of such a man, but, after interviewing a number of leading citizens, it was compelled to report that it was received by all of them with polite frigidity. Stra
John F. Hume, The abolitionists together with personal memories of the struggle for human rights, Chapter 13: Anti-slavery women (search)
's masterpiece lives, and is likely to live with growing luster as long as our free institutions survive, which it is to be hoped will be forever. One of the most remarkable early workers in the Abolition cause was Mrs. Lucretia Mott, a little Quaker woman of Pennsylvania. The writer saw her for the last time shortly before her death. She was then acting as presiding officer of an Equal rights --meaning equal suffrage-meeting. Sitting on one hand was Susan B. Anthony, and on the other Mrs. Elizabeth Cady Stanton, and next to one of them sat a stately negro. She was then an aged woman, but her eye seemed to be as bright and her movements as alert as they had ever been. Framed by her becoming Quaker bonnet, which she retained in her official position, the face of the handsome old lady would have been a splendid subject for an artist. Mrs. Mott gave much of her time and all the means she could control to the cause of the slave. She was an exceedingly spirited and eloquent sp
John F. Hume, The abolitionists together with personal memories of the struggle for human rights, Chapter 22: some Abolition leaders (search)
knew my family very well by reputation, and that he had met my father in Abolitionist conventions --meetings he called them. Then he invited me to go to his home and break bread with him. I vainly tried to decline. The old man would accept no excuse. Thy father would not refuse my hospitality. That settled the matter, and I accompanied my entertainer to his domicile. I was glad that I did so, as it gave me the opportunity to see and greet Coffin's wife, who was a charming elderly Quaker lady. She had gained a reputation as a helper of the slave almost equal to that of her husband. When runaways set out on their venturesome journeys, they were generally very indifferently equipped. Ordinarily they had only the working garments they wore on the plantations, and these furnished but slight relief for a condition very near to nudity. Mrs. Coffin set apart a working room in her house, and there sympathizers of both races joined her in garment-making, the result being that v
Archibald H. Grimke, William Lloyd Garrison the Abolitionist, Chapter 1: the father of the man. (search)
ed with the lapse of time-my first impulse was to tear it in pieces, without reading it; the chances of rejection, after its perusal, being as ninety-nine to one; . . . but summoning resolution to read it, I was equally surprised and gratified to find it above mediocrity, and so gave it a place in my journal. . . . As I was anxious to find out the writer, my post-rider, one day, divulged the secret, stating that he had dropped the letter in the manner described, and that it was written by a Quaker lad, named Whittier, who was daily at work on the shoemaker's bench, with hammer and lapstone, at East Haverhill. Jumping into a vehicle, I lost no time in driving to see the youthful rustic bard, who came into the room with shrinking diffidence, almost unable to speak, and blushing like a maiden. Giving him some words of encouragement, I addressed myself more particularly to his parents, and urged them with great earnestness to grant him every possible facility for the development of his
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