The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1895-01-30

| rier, that was voted nuisance by the
neighbOrs boys. Moreover, old Mrs.
Pf1I;y's LDrinIa, sIng in ''thc seat"
and longed for evening Tehearsals. The
pile Of ''pieces" in Mrs. Prouty's attic
was like mountain OF rainbows, and
Old Mt. Prouty hal - good memory
that she knew to who's. drcss almost
every piece had belonged.
PhPbe Jane made two or three other
calls, and before she went home the
success of her plan seemed assured.
Eunicc said al don't see how you're
going to make rug that Is large
enough" and 81 hope you won't get
tired of it before its half done, a. you
did Of the bedspread you began to
crochet" But she helped. Eunice
would always help, though she was
practical, and saw all the difficulties at
once.
Llewellyn got the Corey boys to help
him make "a frame that was large
enough, and he helped to make the rug,
too. BY dint of hard work it was fin
ished, and laid upon the par,or floor by
the frs; of December. - Phmje Jane
said, ifyOI don't believe il was siege,
you'd better try one. \ real Daghest-
an pattern nine by twelve feet.
Then, alas when the rug was down,
and the parlor furnished, all the pleas
ure Of the choir rehearsaIs was spoiled
by church quarrel. Ii arose as church
quarrels and others often do, from a
very small thing.
Old Mrs. Tarkabcrry, Aunt Cynthia's
mother, had the old-fashioned New
England habit of suspcnding all labor
on Saturday evening, AMI beginning
it again on Sunday evening; and, be-
inga very obstinate woman, she would
knit in the Sunday evening prayer
meeting. No matter how loud the
minister and the members prayed and
exhortcd. no mltter how loud the con-
gregation sang, old Mrs. Tackaberry's
knitting needles seemed To click above
everything.
Some people were shocked, and some
had their nerves affected, while Others
declared that "a mother Of Israel"
ike OLD Mrs. Tackaberry, should be al
lowed to indulge in such harmless &C.
centricity. At this time the church
was divided into two parties, one in
sistiu2 old Mrs. TackabeTry should
ease To knit, or leave, and the other
declaring that if she left it they would
leave with her.
~ the church was rent as-under. The
supporters OF old Mrs. TackaberTy hired
the town hall for their services, and
young divinity student for their minis
ter The funds that had been barely
enough for one church were sadly in
sufficient for two, and there was enmi-
" between old friends and neighbOrs.
10 Phoebe slid, with fearful sense of
the futility of ali human hopes, that
there was ''no comfort in half choir
rehearsal"
1t was old Mrs. Tackaberry who had
made the trouble between Aunt Gym
thia and her brother-in-law, years be-
fore, - il was not very likely that the
Breecks would espoase her cause
though Deacon BrecG, who was mild
and gentle man, and never had quar-
relied with anybody bIt Aunt Cynthia
in his Iife-Deac0n Brec& said he
wished folks could have put up with
the knitting, for he believed it was
conducive to godliness to let some folks
DO a. they were a mind TO-"
~ if Ph~5e Jane had not dislp-
pointment enough, the worst storm of
the season came on that Saturday night
when the choir had been invited to hold
it, first rehearsal in the newly-furnish-
el plrlor. IL was rain following
heavy fall OF snow. The roads were
almost impossible, and most Of the
singers lived a long distInr, from the
village.
Tn towh hall was opposite the
Brec,l's hoIs,, and Phgje Jane, look
ing ont of tlie window, saw that the
choir of the new society was assem-
bling in spite Of the storm. II was
going 10 b. IA great occasion with the
new society tomorrow. Jerome, Aunt
Cynthia's oldest son, who was stu
dent in the theological seminary, was
.v.-r,rr - rraa.I
Bat "A great volume Of smoke was
pouring oIt of the doors and windows
Of the hall, and Llewellyn, who had
been over to investigate, announced
that ''that chimney was smoking again
and they wOHld have To give up their
rehearsal" Then Llewellyn. who was
a strong partisan ana didn't like Aunt
Cynthia's Jerome, turned Il sonteTsaalt
of excitement and delight,
"It's too bad ~ cried Phoehe Jane,
whose soul was sympathetic. "Father
-E1nice-doa't you think We might
ask them to come in here ,"
Father Rrcck hesitated, rubbing his
hands together nervously. lie said he
was afraid people would think it was
queer, aud ifany of their own choir
should eom,, il would be awkward.
Then Elnice suddenly eIme u the
front, a EInice hal Il way OF doing
quite unexpectedly.
II think Pnrje Jane has right u
Use the parIor as she likes; she worked
50 hard for the rug" said EInic.."
"Well, well, do rs you like, Pnphe
Jane. Maybe its Providential lead
ing" said Father Brec,I.
Phoebe Jane threw her waterproof
over her head and ran ont. There wer.
Cynthia and Jerome, and with them
professor from Jeronc's seminary,
Phoebe Jane had lump in her thrII,
when she tried to speak TO them, hIt
behind Oh joy there was LIella
'If yoa will come and rehearse in
our parlor-you know about my rug -
said Phoebe Jane; and then she drew
her waterproof over her head and ran
bs *
There was consultation, evidently.
Phoebe Jane heard old Mrs. Tackahev-
rvs voice, and was afraid they wouldn't
come.
But they did. 1t seemed as ifalmost
the whole of the new society came
r,urftses iufo thu Uarior and bY that