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? -4 DEACONS HAD LAST LAUGH j Good Story of How Boston Merchant Furnished New Haven Church With Baptismal Service. i In one of the older churches of New Haven there is a very quaint and beautiful baptismal service set of silvei and no less quaint is the tale of hoN\ the old church came by the same. >* It was durtng the year that Yorktown fell that the trustees of the ( church decided that the frame build ing must have repairs and sent to Bos- } ton for six kegs of nails. In course of time the kegs arrived on one of the huge and slow-moving freight wagons of the day and were duly delivered to k the carpenters. Nails in those days were scarce and; . i a expensive, eaen one neing me nauu;work of a blacksmith, and, as a consequence of the methods followed in their manufacture, the smiths usually turning out 100 or so on days when they had nothing els^ in particular to engage their attention, they were apt to be very irregular in size and degree of perfection. The delight of the chief carpenter was, therefore, great / when, knocking in the head of one keg, he found the nails of remarkably uniform size and indicating the best workmanship and material. "Ye were in luck, deacon," he remarked to one of the trustees who had , been present to receipt for the six kegs, "for these be Spanish nails, made at Toledo. Belike they were taken ' from some Spanish ship by a sea rover." He began to beat in the head of another keg and uttered an exclamation of astonishment. "These ben't nails, deacon!" he aasDed. his eyes staring. They were not. The keg was full to. the brim of Spanish silver dollars. "So I see, Master Thomas," the deacon remarked quietly. "Suppose you head up that keg again, and I will call a meeting of the trustees to discuss this' matter. We must write to the merchant of Boston concerning it." * The meeting of the trustees was duly held that very day, and long and earnest were the arguments that took . place. What was the proper course for them to follow? Should they simply write the Boston merchant that one of the kegs had been found to be full of silver dollars? The church was poor and the deacons were Connecticut Yankees to the bone. It was most obvious that the Boston merchant had ! Obtained the keg in some unusual man- j ,ner and it was a logical assumption | that he had paid for it on a nqil-value basis, as he had sold it. Then uprose one who might have ; done mighty things in finance had he lived a century and a half later. "Let us write," he said, "to this merchant of Boston town simply the facts that there was an error in shipment." 1 And so they did. In time came the merchant's reply, j He had bought the kegs from a pri- ; * .vateersman; that they were sold as j bought and "that no mistakes could be ; rectified." And there is no doubt that the dea- j cons chuckled somewhat dryly as they | ordered the silver dollars of Spain ! melted down and cast into that service j which can today be pointed out to the youth of New Haven as an example of : ??of, well, something. Mark Twain's Imagination. Mark Twain had such a vivid imagination, such a brain for embroid ery, that it was a difficult task for him to tell a straight story just as it happened?he could make up one that was so much better. We all know that Albert Bigelow Paine, working on the Mark Twain "Life" found it * necessary to discard much of the au ' tobiographic material that Mark Twain had' written. Investigation, talks with men still living who knew the facts, simply proved that the tales were not so. And Mark Twain was no liar. He had a glorious, an almost superhuman, imagination. As he approached threescore and ten he said, as quoted in the "Life," "When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not; but I am getting old, and soon I shall remember only the latter." / * _ Should Wifey Tell AH? "Should a woman tell her husband everything?" asks a New York newspaper. No?hold on?let's not get into an argument over this thing?when did an argument convince anybody of anything of importance? Let's just reflect that if a woman fails to tell her husband everything he is likely to miss a lot of news that never gets Into the newspapers. And if men should fall to tell their wives pretty much everything they dare tell, the wives would miss a lot of gossip-material. And if both adopt a policy of reserve domestic conversation may lag a lot unless one or the other thinks of the happy expedient of using topics of personal importance for conversational purposes. Yes?this is a big subject. Go ahead?talk about it for a week if you like. Wanted to Know. Roomer?I'd like to know who Is uslpg my ink? Landlady?Probably no one. Don't you know that ink'evaporates quite rapidly? Roomer?And how about my stationery? Does that evaporate, too??Boston Transcript. No Chance. "We'd better not stay here. Let's go to some other cafe." "What's the matter?" "I don't think we'll ever get our dinner. I've just discovered that our waiter Is the one that I forgot to tip the last time I was in here." ROMANCE VS. RICE By ADELAID R. KEMP. M Anne Preston boarded the crowded Pullman of a through train with an expression of absolute weariness on her pretty face. It was a warm day and she settled herself for her Ions; journey unmoved by the monotonous murmur of voices drifting about her. and thinking only of the visit ahead. Tired from her hard winter in the office, she felt glad indeed she had resisted the pleading of the other girls to spend her three weeks' vacation with them at a fashionable seaside resort. With closed eyes she remembered gratefully the kind letter from dear Aunt Maria inviting her down to the old home in Maine, where she had spent such happy summers when she was a little girl. It was late in the afternoon when the train came to her station. Alighting, the first thing on which her eyes fell was an old surrey with its fringed top and a plump horse in the shafts. Coming toward her was a tall, wellbuilt young man with eyes gray, serene, and strangely compelling, the look of strength in his mouth and chin and in the square swing of his shoulders. Could this be Aunt Maria's adopted son, the merry, freckled-faced lad with whom she had spent such happy days fishing and picking berries? With outstretched hand and a slow, friendly smile, he met her. "You are little Anne. I should have known you anywhere," he said. "Why!" she exclaimed, his calm, deep voice causing an odd flutter in her heart, "you must be David."" ,A.s they jogged along the country road they were soon chatting merrily together, quickly bridging over the years since they last met, as is the way of youth. "Oh!" she said, "was anything ever so lovely? Why have I stayed away so long?" David looked at her thoughtfully. "I don't know," he said slowly. "But I hope you won't do it again." On the brow of the hill overlooking the sea stood the lovely old farmhouse. White paint gleamed on every board and timber. Eaves, window shutters ahd doors were green, and there also, as Anne had remembered, were the geraniums blending with the hollyhocks. As they drove up Aunt Maria's motherly figure rose from the wicker rocker on the porch and witn a Kina, ruddy face beaming with affection, came to meet her. Anne felt a tightening at her throat and with a sudden mist blurring her eyes she hid her face in the ample bosom. Long hours on the beach or in the hammock among the pines gave splendid results, and the flush of health returned to Anne's cheeks, the sparkle to her brown eyes. With it all a spirit of happiness and content filled her whole being. One morning she entered the kitchen at an earlier hour than usual, to find it deserted. A few dishes at the end of the table gave evidence that the men had finished their breakfast. But the fire was low and an unusual air of desolation seemed to pervade the atmosphere. Anne quickly ran upstairs to Aunt Maria's room, only to find that kind-hearted soul stricken with a severe headache and unable to dress. "Oh, auntie, why ever didn't you call me?" exclaimed Anne, laying her cool little fingers on the aching brow. "You mustn't worry, dearie. I'll soon be better," answered Aunt Maria. "If I could only sleep a short time. But there is so much to be done downstairs." "Auntie," said Anne, with determination, "I can do everything if you will tell me what to get for dinner. And then you can take a good rest and feel all right by afternoon." Aunt'Maria, with a relieved sigh, gave a few directions, adding at the last, "and David loves rice pudding. So you can make a big one, and he can have It for supper, too. It might have been two hours later that David, returning to the house as was his habit for a little lunch, heard a queer, choking noise in the kitchen. Hurriedly entering, he saw a slight figure huddled on the old sofa. "Why, little Anne," he said, hurrying to her side, "what has happened?" For a moment she lifted her tear-stained face and glancing despairingly toward the stove, sobbed: "Rice." David looked wonderingly in the same direction. "I don't understand," he said. Anne's face was hidden on his broad shoulder now and he held her close. "Why! Why!" she stammered in muffled toes, "Auntie asketd me to make you a rice pudding?a big one. And I opened her new five-pound package and pu^ it to soak?and, oh, dear!" she was overcome now and could say no more. A look of understanding came suddenly to David's face. Over on the stove were kettles of rice, little kettles, big kettles, even the dishpan * -J Intn coruipo Wo rlI-OTTT Hit U UCru tancu iuiv U1 v. ,. one long breath and then his peals of laughter could be heard In the attic. Anne looked up indignantly, and tried to draw away. It was at this juncture Aunt Maria appeared in the doorway, her headache bandage perched on one ear, bewilderment in her eyes. On the old sofa sat her help blissfully unconscious of hoeing undone or dinner to he cooked. Late In the autumn, when they started on a happy wedding journey, David picked a few tiny particles from the folds of his wife's dainty suit. "Look, /ittle Anne," he said, "shall we save these for a pudding?" (Copyright, 1919, MeCIure Newspaper Syn dicate.) 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