The critic., 1890-12-26
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Rev. DR.. Thirdly Concluding his Christ
mas sermon)-And finally, beloved, il you
forget all else have said to You this
morning, carry with you to your homes
and marts of trade this great lesson of the
happy Christmas scason-thc lesson of
love and charity to your fcllow-mOrtals.
Look tendcrly on each others foihlcs, and
make allowances for the inlirmitics Of
your brethren and sisters Bauish envy
and strife BE gentle to the crring. Bo
forpiving to those who iniure you. Lend
. helping hand Ia each other. Anon.
In the Choir-Tenor dendor of the an
theml-Glory to God in the highest
Bass-tilory 20 God.
Alto-tilo-o-o-ory to God in the high
highest
soprano Cielicato)--In the high-high-
high-high-high-esi.
Tenor (forto)-Poacc on earth.
Ba-s--Peace oil earth.
men.
Soprano (ad ibitum1--.\nd good will
good will-goo-u-o-o-d wi-l-l-ll to men.
Good will to men.
All (staccatol--And good willto! menl
CDiminuendoD And good will to men.
tCresccndo.) And good will TO men. pres
tssimo. And good will to men. Ncgato)
Anu E'lN'l Nll W lllNils NNiplNllAl'sl .All-
h-h-mcn. Ah-men.
In the Aislo-Mrs. Dummy (ts the con-
grcgation begins to leavc)-What u feryent
sermon our dear doctor gave us this morn
ing.
Mrs. Gargoylc--Ycs, IL was II perfect
treat. Is my hat on straight?
Mrs. Gummy-Ses; how 1t becomes you.
too. And what seasOnable sentiments Of
lovely Christmas feeling DR.. Thirdly eX-
pressed. He quite lifted me out of my
self BY the way, did you notice what
fright of a cloak Mrs. Jaysmith had on?
Mrs. Gargoyle--Did !? How could |
help il? She sat right in front of me, and
kept gazing round in such an unmannorly
way. ! don't believe she heard word of
the sermon.
Mrs. Gummy-Andit's Just such women
as she who ought TO have listened to it
carefully, for they say she talks about her
neighbors dreadfully
Mrs. Gargoyle-Oh, she's regular
slanderer. And she has such exccrable
taste in dress.
Mrs. Gummy--No taste ut all, ono might
say.
Mr.. Bloobumper-Dd you enjoy the
sermon. love-
Mrs. Bloobumper--Oh, it was exquisite
but | would have enjoyed IL better If I'd
had as pretty bonnet ~ Mrs. Gimp's to
wear. Mines n perfect fright, and so old
fashioned.
MIR Bloobumpcr-I guess you didn't
notice what the minister said about envy.
Mrs. Bloobumper---Wcll, / don't clrc!
One can't cultivate the CHRISTIAN virturcs
with only two bonncts q year.
Mr.. Blcodbumper-Well if made my
money as unscrupulously as Gimp mu,;cs
his, could afford 10 let you have all the
bppnCts XnIr lgnrt could desire
ms. Bloodumpor-l guess you didn't
notice what the minister said about love
and charity.
Mrs. .Dimling-How doliciously well tie
quartettc sang the last anthem
Mrs. Totling-Thcy did indeed. The
soprano seemed at her very best.
Mrs. Dimling-So did the alto,
Mrs. Totling--That is quite true. In
deed, the tcnorand bass also did splendidly.
Mrs. Dimlmg-Ies; / thought While
they were singing that they threw so much
fervor into the piece.
Mrs. Totling-They seemed to feel in
their nmost souls the full significance of
every word they sang.
Mrs. Dimling-Our quartette get along
so well. There is no pickering among
them, as is too often the case with vocal
lists They are perfect ladies and gentle
men.
Mrs. Totling-Indccd, think our
church is to be congratulated on its
singers.
In the Choir Loft-Bass (helping the
alto to put on her wraps)-fou did SUI
pcrbly
Alto-Oh, I'm so glad you think so.
Bass-I believe the soprano is jealous of
you.
Alto--I know she is, the Spiteful thing
heard that she told Sadie Morrison
couldn't tell u i flat from u hole in the
ground.
Bass--You never speak to her, do you?
Alto-lndeed don't! What do you
take me foro
Bass-That's right! The tenor and
never speak as we pass by, either. He's
such aconceited puppy.
Soprano (as she helps the tener on with
his overcoat)-What a botch the alto made
| Of 1t to-day, j was so mortified. .
Tenor-She thinks she knows it all too,
She's Just like the bass. .a.....s =,
Soprano-lf l didn't know any more
about music than she does I'd go out as u
| dishwasher, She had the gall to tell some
Of my friends that / couldn't tell one note
| from another; but ii she ever opens her
mouth to me I'll scratch her face. Well,
good-by. hope you'll have a merry
| Christmas.
Tcnor-Good-by Same to you.