Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1883-11-16

too quick for me.
at would be nice if We could, Kitty
but there is SO little girls can do
This with an humble look at our spirit
ual paster.
81 hope you won't think me very
rude if | agree with you," was the an
swer. cas- rule, think it the great
est possible mistake for young ladies t.
go pottering about a parish, interfering
in matters they don't understand, ol
teaching poor little Sunday-school chill.
dren shocking false doctrine. But this
is really something you can do; it's
music"
"Now, you must give full, coherent
but above all, short, account of what
has gone wrong, and inform us what part
we are expected to bear in putting il
right" said /.
"It's Miss Trills-"
"Stop!" from Carey. 81 must know
who the spinister in question is. What
an alarming name in connection with
music."
"Miss Trills does not belle her name.
She is a good lady, who had a strong
voice in her youth, and in those far-off
halcyon days volunteered to assist in
training the choir, and having some
knowledge of the music, was really a
help. She and her sister-her exact
counterpart, voice and abused to sit
with the boys, who had not then ar
rived at the dignity of surplices, and
lead the choir"
"Out of the straight path into fowery
ways" lput in l; "but what do you
want us to do?"
"This. On Wednesday week there is
to be harvest thanksgiving service
Rather late certainly, but Narromynd-
ham, as you know, is always behind in
everything. Miss Trills wants to have
an extra ugly and flowery anthem; and
this being objected to, she declines to
sing at all, or, what is far worse, to
teach the boys simpler one. Will you
and your friend come and practice with
the boys? You won't be expected to
sit among the surplices at the service" !"
Carey professed herself delighted.
Mother said We ought; so l, with very
bad grace, had to consent to be present
at the next practice, and the handsome
young divine, having gained his point,
made his adieus (giving Carey little
more than the regulation hand-shake,
it struck me) and took mis- departure
Shall ever forget those choir prac-
tees? The xell-meant efforts of the
organst to drown the very small voices
of the boys; the hopeless ignorance and
stupidity of the aforesaid little mortals :;
the cold, very often wet, walks to the
church-for such was Carey's zeal in
the good cause that nothing would induce
her to miss a practice (the P. A. c..
always being our escort;) and last, but
not least, being constrained to play the
uncongenial part of gooseberry.
How the Misses Trills attended every
practice-not, indeed, opening their
mouths to sing or speak, but marking,
with pale-green, spiteful eyes, every
fresh failure; how Carey and the p. A.
c. always sang out of the same book
making, no doubt, sweet harmony for
themselves, but not materially assisting
in reducing to something like time and
tune the harsh, discordant voices with
which it was my doubtful privilege to
cope, almost unaided-are not these
things craven on the fleshy tablets of
my heart? o Damon! thy friendship
sinks into insignificance beside this
nineteenth-century devotion; for thine
was but one sacrifice, while all these
things-yea, and more also-did I en-
dure many times for the sake of my
friend.
Weeks passed. The harvest thanks
giving service was over, the singing not
having been worse, but rather better,
than usual, whatever Miss Trills and
her friends may have seen fit to say on
the contrary. And yet Mr.. Lloyd's
daily visits, begun at the time of the
practices, and always purporting to have
something to do with them, were not
discontinued. He was the most earnest
man ever met. Whatever he did was
done heartily and thoroughly; and he
couldn't even admire Carey, as every
one does, without going the injudicious
length of falling in love with her. Oh
course she encouraged him, though
seemingly in the most artless way; and
it seemed to me a shame. Our p. A.
G. was too good and true man to be
her plaything-altogether different
stamp from the young fellows who had
fallen in love with her lightly one sea.
son, and, doubtless, forgetting her as
lightly the next; and I couldn't helr
telling her so one day, when she had
been exerting her powers of fascination
to'the utmost, and am bound to say
with unmitigated success.
"Yot're jealous, child" said she
lightly.
"That's humbug, and. you know it
The P. A. G. doesn't admire little peo
pie; and beside-beside-
No, l certainly wasn't jealous; fol
was there not lurking warm about my
heart the thought of some one very big
and strong who, nevertheless, did ad
mire little people and could treat then
with chivalrous gentleness of which
the P. A. c. was utterly incapable?
"Do you know that he under dis
cussion is going away very soon?" sale
Carey, after pause.
"No. Where?'
"He is almost sure of that appoint
ment in India he was telling us Of, an(
if he 10 appointed must sail in January.
= Before l could answer this startling
piece of Intelligence she had left tn,
room.
A few days after this / had come il
from a walk, in which Carey had de
clined to join me on ithe plea of sligh
cold-not in her head, for the luck.
little beauty is never afflicted with any
thing so unbecoming, and l can't re
member ever having seen her prett,
nose disfigured by undue friction, for sh
isn't given to tears; on the same prin
ciple, suppose, the influenza doesn'
attack her. The drawing-room door wa
slightly ajar, and, as 1 entered noise
lessly, it did rather astonish me-accus
toned as I was to that shocking littl
flirt's vagaries-to see her and MI
Lloyd most becomingly posed in tn