Weekly Trinity journal., 1875-07-17
Weaverville, July II, 1875.
AFTER THE SERMON.

1t was after the evening service. Mrs.
Coonton and the three Misses Coonton
had arrived home. They sat listlessly
around the room with their things on.
Mr.. Coonton lay on the lounge asleep.
1t had been, undoubtedly, an oppressive
sermon, as the ladies were silent, busy
with their thoughts.
Emmeline," said Mrs. Coonton sud
denly to her eldest, "dld you see Mrs.
Parker when she came in ?"
:" Yes, ma, " replied Emmeline.
"She didn't have that has on last Sun
day, did She ?"
mo" said Emmeline, "it is her new
hat. Inoticed it the moment she went
down the aisle and says to Sarah, Now
what in the world possesses Mrs. Parker
to wear such hat as that p says J."
"Such great, prancing feather on such
a little hat looked awful ridiculous. /
thought should laugh right out when !
saw it, observed Sarah.
81 don't think it looked any worse than
Mary Schuyler's with the Aaring red bow
at the back, said Amelia.
81 don't see what Mrs. Schuyler can
be thinking Of TO dress Mary out like
that" said Mrs. Coonton with Il sigh.
MARY must be older than Sarah and yet
she dresses as if she was a mere child"
"She's nearly a year older than am"
asserted Sarah
Ibid you sec how the widow Marshall
was trucked out :? " interrupted Emmc-
line. She was as gay as peacock. My,
what airs she puts on. 1 would like to
have asked her when she's going to bring
back that pan Of -four" and EmmoIine
Uttered maliciousIy.
"She's shining around old McMasters,
they say" mentioned Amelia.
"Old McMasters +" calculated Mrs
Coonton. " Why he's old enough to be
her father !"
"What difference do you suppose that
makes to herr" suggested Emmeline.
"5he'd marry Methuselah. But / pity
him if he gets her. She's perfect wild
cat"
Say, En-, who was that gentleman
with Ellen By1by ?" asked Amelia.
"Thats So" chimed in Sarah, with
spirit, "who was he?
"What gentleman ?" inquired Mrs.
Coonton.
"Why, don't know who it was" cx-
planned Emmeine.
"Thcy came in during prayer. lie was
a tall fellow with light hair and chin
whiskers."
at couldn't have been her cousin John
from Brooklyn, )" suggested Mrs. Coonton.
"Bother! no." said Sarah pettishly.
"He is short and has brown hair This
gentleman is a stranger here. ] wonder
where she picked him up"
"She seems to keep mighty close to
him." said Amelia. But she needn't
be scared No one will take him unless
they are pretty bard pushed. lie looks
as soft as a squash. Did you see him
tumbling up his hair with his fingers
wonder what that big ring cost-two
cents ?" and the speaker Uttered.
Well, I'm glad she's got company"
said Mrs, Coonton kindly. "She's made
efforts enough to ct some one, goodness
knows"
81 should say she had" conceded
Emmeline. "She's got on one Of them
Victoria hats, see. ii had drunken
father I'd keep in doors, ] think, and not
be parading myself in public"
Just then there was Il movement on the
lounge, and the ladies began to take of
their things.
Hello, folks, said Mr.. C1onton, ris-
ing up and rubbing his eyes. "Is church
out?"
Yes" said Mrs. Coonton with yawn
which communicated itself to her three
daughters.
Did you have a good sermon ?"
Pretty good, ;" accompanied by an
other yawn all round.
See many good clothes ?" was the
next query.
i suppose you think, Mr. Coonton,
that all your wife and daughters go to
church for is to look at peoples Clothes"
said Mrs. Coonton tartly.
That's just like pa" said Emmeline,
with toss Of her head. 81 Hes always
slprring church people"
Pa sloped to bed. D1adyy NecS,