American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1917-01-25

Al hch't W tHt thtS
were concerned lest they themselves
should not do quite so well when their
days came.
But In less than a m the min
ister-father began his prayer. When
he said Amen" Prudence was on her
feet and halfway upstairs before the
others were fairly risen. Fairy stood
gazing iEtenfly out Of the window for
a moment. and then went out to the
barn to see II the horse was through
eating. Mr.. Starr walked gravely and
soberly out the front door. and around
the house. He ran into Fairy coming
out the kitchen door. and they glanced
quickly at each other.
Hurry. papa" she whispered; "you
can't hold in much longeri Neither
can Iw
And together, choking with laugh
ter, they hurried into the barn and
gave full INT TO their feelings.
so II was that the twins and Connie
were alone for a while.
"You did a pretty good job. Connie"
said Carol ~approvingly.
"Yes, | think I did myself" was the
compliment answer. "But l intended
TO put In. Keep rs as the apple OF thy
eye, hold us In the hollow of thy hand,
and | forgot II until | had said Amen.
] had a notion to put In a postscript,
but / believe that isn't done"
Never mind" said Carol, "Tll use
that In mine, tomorrow"
IL cannot be said that this form of
family worship VAS a great success.
The twins were invariably stereotyped,
cut and dried. They thanked the Lord
for the beautiful morning, for kind
friends, for health. and family. and par
.su "c-n'e ALWAYS prayed IN
fences extracted from the prayers Of
others she had often heard, and every
time with nearly disastrous effect.
But later on the morning worship
went better. The prayers Of the chill
dren changed-became more personal,
less fiowery. They remembered that
when they knelt they were at the
feet Of God, and speaking direct to
him.
The family had been In the new par
sonage only three weeks, when a Wis
lting minister called on them. 1t was
about ten minutes before the lunch
con hour at the time OF his arrival.
Mr.. Starr was in the country, visiting,
SO the girls received him alone. 1t
was an unfortunate day for the STAIRS.
Fairy had been at college all morning.
and Prudence had been ruinmaging In
'he attic, getting II ready for a rainy
day and winter playroom for the
younger girls. She was dusty and
tired.
TIL. lunSheon hour arrived. and the
girls came lr from school, eager to be
up and awas again. Still the grave
young minister sat discoursing upon
serious topics wlsh the idgety Pru-
dence-and In spite Of dust and per
spiration, she was good to look upon.
Rev. Mr.. Morgan realized that, and
could not tea himself away. Finally
Prudence sighed.
do you like sweet corn. Mr.. Nor
gani"
This was entirely out OF the line OF
their conversation and for a moment
he faltered. "Sweet corn?" he repeated
ayes, roasting ears, you know
cooked on the cob"
Then he smiled. "Oh, yes, indeed
Very much" he said.
"Well," she began her explanation
rather drearlly. II was busy this morn
ing and did not prepare much lunch
con-. We are very fond Of sweet corn
and cooked an enormous painful. Blu
that's all we have for luncheon-sweeI
corn and butter. We haven't ever
bread, because | am going to bake thl.
afternoon, and we never eat Il witt
sweet corn, anyhow. Now, II you car,
to eat sweet corn and butter, anC
canned peaches. we'd just love to hav,
you stay for luncheon with u.s."
Rev. Mr.. Morgan was charmed. ant
said SO. So Prudence rushed To tn,
kitchen, opened the peaches in a hurry
and fished out a clean napkin for theil
guest. Then they gathered about tn,
table. five girls and the visiting min
lister. II was really IA curious sight
that table. In the center stood a tai
vase of goldenrod. On either side o
the vase was "A great platter piled higl
with sweet corn, on the cob ArounC
the table were six plates. with the nee
esSary silverware, and Il glass Of wa
ter for each. There was also a small
dish orspeaches at each place. and al
individual plate Of butter. That wa
nll-except the napkins. But Prudenc,
made no apologies. She was a daugh
ter Of the parsonage she showed Rev
Mr.. Morgan to his place as graclousl,
and SWeetly as though she were usher
ing him I'm to a twenty-seven-cours,
banquet.
"Wtl you etu thanks, Mr.. Nor
GAM she said.
And the girls bowed their heads
Rev. Mr.. Morgan cleared his throat
and heuun. "Our Father we thank tho.