Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1914-11-12

DLESSED is the man or woman who has
ID the ltnacll of accepting things as they are!
Those who, like the frog in the fable when
he fell into the mill<can managed, neverthe-
less, to kick enough cream from his liquid
environment to make a good-sized pat OF
butter on which he could float comfortably
till the can was emptied. can make the best
of the inevitable arc the ones who are going
to live longest and make this old world most
endurable for their world-mates
Not long ago rector in one of our sub
urban Sunday schools was prOpounding the
lesson when he was suddenly interrupted by
a curious mite of with the query: say
mister do you wear pants under that black
curtain?' Do you think that the genial rec
tor was nonplussed that the minds of his
audience were so summarily led away from
the moral point up to which he had been
so logically leading them? Do you think ne
considered that the inqusitive youngster had
affronted the Church or his personal dig
nifty? Not at all! Smiling good-humoredly
upon the lad, he replied Indeed do, sonny!
Sec?" lifting his robe slightly that the child
might he satisfied as to the truth of his an
swer Suppose he had administered sharp
rebulte-would It have retrieved the situation
or have silcnced the inevitable chuckle that
followed the awkward question? BY satisfy
ing Thomas then going right on from the
point of interruption. the rector gained an
oven stronger personal grip on the attention
of those whom he was trying TO influence
TNNEN more strenuous was the experience
IL of a very tall clergyman who undertook to
fill the pulpit Of an invalid friend whose sue
cessor he would become provided the con-
gregation approved of him. He arrived hap
PLY ut his destination, but was soon in great
CONSERVATION when he learned that his trunk
had not yet arrived. This trunk had been
packed and shipped with special care, for the
tall candidate had not forgotten how he and
his chum had at college been dubbed THE
long and short of it," And now it hadn't
comet
AS the preparatory bell rang he was obliged
to accept the offer Of hc rector's wife and
try to struggle into her husbands canonical
robes: the surplicc was barely manageable,
making him look like an overgrown, aproned,
orphan boy; but the cassocls hardly reached
his knees, making his trousers simply mpos-
sible Ruefully he looked down upon those
broad-striped trousers in which he had trav-
eled Too bad! but he just had to wear them,
even though they seemed to extend n yard or
SO below the abbreviated cassock. He man.
aged to get through the first part of the serv-
ice fairly well, but when 1t came time for the
offertory he was nearly overwhelmed by
wave of self consciousness. His keen sense
of humor told him what a conspcuously
ludicrous appearance he must present as he
held aloft the plates while the choir merrily
chanted: "How beautiful are the feet-how
beautiful are the feet of them that preach
the gospel of peace and bring glad tidings of
good thngs!" Fortunately his happy apti-
tude for taking things as he found them en-
abled him so to master his painful self-con-
sciousness of his unpleasantly unbeautiful
feet that he lost himself in an earnest sermon
which brought him n unanimous call from an
appreciative congregation.