THE PLEASURES OF SOLITUDE
[People’s Press, 23 March 1909]
Last year there was called to the pulpit of a church in a certain New England town an elderly clergyman whose dry and unengaging method appealed so little to his congregation that, in due time, many transferred their allegiance to another church where a more entertaining preacher held forth.
Among those remaining true to the old church, says Harper’s Weekly, was a Miss Hill, an elderly spinster, who had once coyly confessed that never had she had a love affair.
One Sunday, upon her return to her home, the house of her married brother, she was asked whether attendance had been large at church that morning.
Miss Hill blushed. “Dear me, no.” replied she. “Brother, there were so few in the congregation this morning that every time the minister said, “Dearly Beloved,” I was as embarrassed as though I were receiving a proposal.”
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