The Athena press. [volume] (Athena, Umatilla County, Or.) 18??-1942, 1917-02-16
CHAPTER II--contlnued.

So 1t was that the twins and Conni
we're alone for a while.
"You did pretty good job, Connie,
laid Carol approvingly.
"Yes, / think did myself" was tn,
tomplacent answer "But I intended
70 put In, Keep us as the apple OF thy
BYE, hold us in the hollow Of thy hand,
and forgot 1t until l had said Amen.
! had a notion to put In n postscript
but believe that isn't DONE"
"Never mind" said Carol, "Tll use
that In mine, tomorrow"
1t cannot be said that this form of
family worship was great success.
Fhe twins were invariably stereotyped,
cut and dried. They thanked the Lord
tor the beautiful morning, for kind
friends, for health, and family, and par
sonage Connie always prayed In SEN
fences extracted from the prayers of
others she had often heard, and every
hme with nearly disastrous effect.
But later on the morning worship
went better. The prayers of the chill
uren changed-became more personal,
less fowery. They remembered that
when they knelt they were ut the
feet of God, and speaking direct to
him.
The family had been in the new par
sonage only three weeks, when 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,
30 the girls received him alone. 1t
was an unfortunate day for the STAIRS.
Fairy had been ut college all morning,
and Prudence had been rummaglng in
the attic, getting II ready for a rainy
day and winter playroom for the
younger girls. She was dusty and
tired.
The luncheon hour arrived, and the
girls came In from school, eager to be
up and away again. Still the grave
young minister sat discoursing upon
serious topics with the ildgety Pru-
dence-and In spite of dust and per-
spiration, she was good to look upon.
Rev. Mr.. Morgan realized that, and
could not tear himself away. Finally
Prudence sighed. ~
"Do you like sweet corn, Mr.. Nor
ganT
This was entirely out of the line of
their conversation, and for moment
he faltered, Sweet corn?" he repeated.
Yes, 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.
md cooked an enormous painful. But
that's all we have for luncheon--sweet
corn and butter. We haven't even
bread because l am going to bake this
afternoon, and we never eat It with
sweet corn, anyhow. Now, II you care
10 eat sweet corn and butter, and
canned peaches, we'd Just love to have
you stay for luncheon with u.s."
Rev. Mr., Morgan was charmed, and
said so. SO Prudence rushed 10 the
Kitchen, opened the peaches in hurry.
and tished out n clean napkin for their
guest. Then they gathered about the
table, five girls and the visiting min.
Ister. II was really a curious sight.
that table. In the center stood n tnll
vase of goldenrod. On either side of
The vase was a great platter piled high
with sweet corn, ON the cobl Around
the table were six plates, with the nee
essary silverware, and glass Of wa
ter for each. There was also small
iish of peaches at each place, and an
individual plate of butter. That was
the napkins. But Prudence
made no apologies. She was daugh.
er of the parsonage She showed Rev.
Mr.. Morgan TO his place as graclously
md sweetly as though she were usher
ne him In to twenty-seven-course
,anquet.
"Will you return thanks, Mr.. Nor
'anf' she said.