New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1889-07-21

At last Mr. Bennett came out clad all in black Can
any one tell where farmers get the kind Of black
garments they wear Sunday This man now had
on frockcoat very long in the skirts and so smooth
and shiny might almost see ones face IN IL. His
pantaloons shiny Also were of far different material.
It almost seemed to my ignorance II they were Of
that kind of black gros- grain SILK of which ladies'
as @ are c made Come %seR from n0 md what sS IS il
pantaloons were tight at the Knee and loose at tns
from Mr.. Bennet's breastPocket His coat was some
thing like the coat of impecunous Roman Catholic
priest, but HIS trousers were like nothing had ever
seen. What my establishment then to find. when
finally we dd Ds get 70 the se minister haa
aware that the clothing of gentleman or lady IS a
sadly secular subject for the mind to dwell upon on
Ts % " II 19s @ds " Sss
for the building had been modernded,' as was in.
formed later, and the pastor stood behind small
S 'SS asre @ he sasssS9 small
of wandering thoughts Immediately bowed my head
the top Of the seat in front and tried to
DO you know how listened to everything but tbs
words Of the prayer An orole outside began 70 nuts
a robin. rush of hot July air went careerng through
the house, making the leaves Of the hymn books
bey Sang Wondered II the hsRbus5 blaskberrles
were ripening, but my mind came back with wicked
seemed to be black silk pantaloons 1t dreadful
that could think Of nothing else. Just as / had
cloth that really was. few words from the minister
penetrated my consciousness. He was asking that 10
might be vOuchsafed TO the heather In foreign lands
that they receive the light of the Gospel made
a mighty effort and followed his words for several
moments: then without knowing when began. was
back again, considering In what form / should pus
my question about that kind Of cloth to my hostess.
Oh. these sinful, Grant minds Of ours How they
will roam over the world q. warm summer day when
10 every word that falls from the minister's lips.
Tho prayer very long, but it came 10 an end,
and then hymn was read and sung II was sung
I'm those crude and raspng tones which seem 10 tnar
up and murder the very air of summer IL comes in
at the windows IL was humiating that the binds
outside should hear It, At the end OF the hymn
Mrs. Bennet looked az me triumpfantly. and as we
were settling our skirts before the sermon she whs-
pered
"You don't hear such siugn' often, Lyddy
Ripley she aeads the choir Some folks have ben
years. N she means to lead for ten Thafs
the kind of leader 10 have.7
I looked back that / might see Lyddy Rpley.
| saw face In perfect accord with the most domi-
neeng, strdent voice in the seats'-that is what
tic place occupied by the choir is caed-and was
sure It Lyddy's face.
Then the preacher began am not going u tell
what he said | did not hear him, though had
Of trying to hear him You know what
falcons not only of the material as those
by Mr.. Bennett, but of the same cut II ever
find out what that material is shall give my know'
edge 10 the world
Meanwhile, wish to say that am sorry my m nd
was so undsciplined 6uell on such subject,
and l hope everybody else will think of something
more edifyng on such occasions.