FRIENDS, SOCIETY OF


A visitor to Philadelphia, unfamiliar with the garb of the Society of

Friends, was much interested in two demure and placid Quakeresses who

took seats directly behind her in the Broad Street Station. After a few

minutes' silence she was somewhat startled to hear a gentle voice

inquire: "Sister Kate, will thee go to the counter and have a milk punch

on me?"--_Carolina Lockhart_.



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