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Rh lamented Miss Cornelia again, "it wouldn't have been quite so bad. But that dress looked dreadful, as she stood there upon the platform."

"It was clean, though, Mrs. Dr. dear," said Susan. "They are clean children. They may be very heedless and reckless, Mrs. Dr. dear, and I am not saying they are not, but they never forget to wash behind their ears."

"The idea of Faith forgetting what day was Sunday," persisted Miss Cornelia. "She will grow up just as careless and impractical as her father, believe me. I suppose Carl would have known better if he hadn't been sick. I don't know what was wrong with him, but I think it very likely he had been eating those blueberries that grew in the graveyard. No wonder they made him sick. If I was a Methodist I'd try to keep my graveyard cleaned up at least." "I am of the opinion that Carl only ate the sours that grow on the dyke," said Susan hopefully. "I do not think any minister's son would eat blueberries that grew on the graves of dead people. You know it would not be so bad, Mrs. Dr. dear, to eat things that grew on the dyke."

"The worst of last night's performance was the face Faith made at somebody in the congregation before she started in," said Miss Cornelia. "Elder Clow declares she made it at him. And did you hear that she was seen riding on a pig to-day?"

"I saw her. Walter was with her. I gave him a