Rainbow Valley

But I’m told they finished up with Polly Wolly Doodle at full length—and that just when Deacon Baxter was praying.”

“I was there that night,” said Susan, “and, although I did not say anything about it to you, Mrs. Dr. dear, I could not help thinking that it was a great pity they picked that particular evening. It was truly blood-curdling to hear them sitting there in that abode of the dead, shouting that frivolous song at the tops of their lungs.”

“I don’t know what YOU were doing in a Methodist prayer meeting,” said Miss Cornelia acidly.

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