The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1879-10-30

She had Just got well to work when
the opening door and the sound of foot
steps and voices startled her attention.
Peeping from between the closely
drawn curtains, she beheld, to her sur
prise. the greater part of the Senior
Glass entering the chapel. There were
Arthur Burns, Vedderbake, Bensen,
Frank, of course, that quiet Mr.. Chal-
loner, who always looked at her so
much and said so little, Gregory, Tom
Esher, and dozen others, all of whom
she knew by name at least, and most of
them personally. What could they be
doing here at this hour? She had never
happened to hear of what the students
called practicing Tuesday, on which
monthly occasion the Senior Glass met
to rehearse, and criticise each Others
sermons. But the mystery soon ex-
planned itself, for presently Arthur
Burns mounted into the pulpit and be-
gan to read from a manuscript, while
his classmates, grouped in various UNI
conventional attitudes, listened atten-
lively. The discourse lasted about fif-
teen minutes. When he finished, the
others proceeded to comment.
81 say, that was rather weak point
of yours about the Universal Church.
The Presbyterians will be tripping you
up if you're not careful" declared Tom
Esher.
"And the ending was decidedly
poor" put in Frank Chasuble. "You
just stopped, that was all. There was
no finish.''
"Wel, what better can a fellow do
than stop when he's through?'' asked
VI: Ii. iRs| ssgper,o. crate he zcad round
andye mhe1iiS6, !" retortedaEtank. aAny
one can stop. It takes cultivated
man to stop eloquently.'' se1ssa..
z "We'n hayesyour Kind of stop now,"
said his friend. Forward, march,
Chasuble; he's your turn
~ So Frank sweptsup the aisle and as
suned the desk. His sermon was very
sas a% sswse tss c adssa
her eyes shining with amusement at the
thought Of how little they suspected who
was, listening Then anaughty thought
popped into her head. and she began
penciling sentences down on her draw
ing-paper. She would learn, a few by
heart, she decided, and quote them as
if accidentally in the course of CONVEX
sation. How amazed they would look,
and what fun it would be!
"Well, how was it?'' asked Frank.
rather vaingloriously, as he returned.
Every well written" said that quiet
young Challoner, "but nothing to it.
Frank. Words, just words" That de-
sirable quality, frankaess, was certainly
prevalentht the Bnecey. 80
What do you mean?'' demanded
Frank, flushing angrily. elbow is a
discourse to. be expressed except. in
words, ] should like to knevP''s
60 It is well to have something behind
them" began Challoner, but his voice
was drowned in acclamations from "a
chorus of Franks special cronies.
y lit was first-rate. 1t was capital
| No one could take exception to a sylla.
BILE in it''Aand Aimee unseen in hel
gallery, clinched a small fist and shool
4 vindictiyely at -Challbner 1t wa,
outrageous that her hero should be thu.
attacked. How did he dare? =
The two hours sped by, the last ser
| mon was preached, and the class dis
persed. A few fingered on their wa,
out to discuss the events of vacation
Aimee, who had been glad to see TIL
1 moves shrsNk sbiaek into her shelte
I again. She felt more than ever how
awkward her position would be were i
discovered that she had been there al
the 'time.a1 III nsiw am eos bnS Had
- We,had most gorgeous service Of
Sunday at St. Adams, said Franl
Chasuble, who had perched himself OF
the back of bench directly below tn,
Organ-lOft. II went with the Dixons