The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-03-22

lister, and the two walked out OF the
church and down the street together.
Meeting Miss Bailey near her residence,
Mr.. Bush was introduced to her, and
complimented her on having such an
accomplished and pleasant young lady in
her family he hoped that he might
have the pleasure of seeing both the
young ladies present at his church oc-
casionally.
Rosie sang again at the Baptist church
the next Sunday, as the regular singer
was not well enough to attend. When
she rose in her seat she had the salts
faction of seeing many Methodists and
Congregationalists in the audience, and
although she felt certain pride in
thinking that they came to hear her
sing, she felt happier at the thought
that she was to be the means of assist
ing to carry out her aunt's scheme.
That evening the Methodists had
Sunday school concert, and Rosie played
their organ. She was now on the best
of terms with all the young people of
the village, and had no doubt that her
party would be success.
And it was. More than fifty were in
attendance, which included every young
lady and gentleman in town. Aunt
Betsey outdid herself in preparing the
supper. Everything was perfect, even
the ice cream from the city, which was
quite luxury to the villagers.
At 12 o'clock the party broke up, and
Rosie, by her managing, sent several
Methodist maidens home with Baptist
beaux, and otherwise mixed up the sects
and sexes at her will.
A few days after the party, Miss Bailey
was surprised to receive a visit from
Mrs. Bush, wife of the Baptist minister.
They spent very pleasant hour togeth-
er, when they were interrupted by Mrs.
Deacon Wilson of the Methodist church,
and both ladies remained to tea. The
ice was now broken, and calling between
the different sects was as common as
though it was not new thing at Bos-
worth.
Everything now working to Rosie's
satisfaction, she had time to think of
her own troubles. When she came to
Bosworth, she was by no means a
happy girl. Her father was very
strict man, and young gentleman to
whom she was quite partial, had not
found favor in his eyes, much to the
mutual grief of the young people. Her
fathers sickness was quite long, and so
close was her seclusion till the time of
his death that she had not seen Edward
BeEtly, nor did she see him before she
came to Bosworth. She had written to
her acquaintances, but they only knew
that he had graduated from college and
gone away.
About this time Mr.. Bush's health
failing, he asked for years vacation,
agreeing to fill the pulpit during his
absence. This leave was, of course
granted, and the congregation were
awaiting anxiously for the new minis
ter. All they knew was that he was
young man and came from q church in
the city of Alliston, where he was the
colleague of the Rev. DIR. Rowland, one
of the most eminent preachers of the
Baptist persuasion. OF course they ex-
pected something more than ordinary
ability, nor were they disappointed.
But with the sermon they had moth
ing to do. They wished to make good
impression upon the minister, so Rosie
was sought out and invited to sing for
them, with her usual good nature she
accepted. Her position was such that
she could not see the minister from
where she sat, but when the choir rose
to sing she found herself face to face
with Edward Bently.
To say she was surprised would not
half express her feelings. She turned
first white, then red, and finally sank
back in her seat utterly powerless to
sing note.
The minister of course knew nothing
of this little affair of the gallery, for the
singers went on with the anthem after
a moments hesitation, and by the time
they came to the solo, which Rosie was
to sing, she was ready to go on with her
part. AS her voice rang out clear and
soft, a look of startled surprise was
noticed on the minister's face, and few
at least, of the congregation were aware
that something extraordinary had hap
pened. Rosie now quite calm, sang her