The choir always tittered and whispered all through service.There was once a church choir that was not ill-bred,but I have forgotten where it was,now.It was a great many years ago,and I can scarcely remember anything about it,but I think it was in some foreign country.
The minister gave out the hymn,and read it through with a relish,in a peculiar style which was much admired in that part of the country.His voice began on a medium key and climbed steadily up till it reached a certain point,where it bore with strong emphasis upon the topmost word and then plunged down as if from a springboard:
Shall I be car-ried toe the skies,on flow'ry beds of ease,
Whilst others fight to win the prize,and sail thro' bloody seas?
He was regarded as a wonderful reader.At church“sociables”he was always called upon to read poetry;and when he was through,the ladies would lift up their hands and let them fall helplessly in their laps,and“Wall”their eyes,and shake their heads,as much as to say,“Words cannot express it;it is too beautiful,too beautiful for this mortal earth.”
After the hymn had been sung,the Rev.Mr.Sprague turned himself into a bulletin board,and read off“notices”of meetings and societies and things till it seemed that the list would stretch out to the crack of doom—a queer custom which is still kept up in America,even in cities,away here in this age of abundant newspapers.Often,the less there is to justify a traditional custom,the harder it is to get rid of it.
And now the minister prayed.A good,generous prayer it was,and went into details:it pleaded for the church,and the little children of the church;for the other churches of the village;for the village itself;for the county;for the State;
for the State officers;for the United States;for the churches of the United States;for Congress;for the President;for the officers of the Government;for poor sailors,tossed by stormy seas;for the oppressed millions groaning under the heel of European monarchies and Oriental despotisms;for such as have the light and the good tidings,and yet have not eyes to see nor ears to hear withal;
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