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groomed, the occupants scrupulously dressed 

 in the prettiest things they own their 

 &quot; Sunday -go-to-meeting &quot; ones, which means 

 something quite different from &quot;church 

 clothes.&quot; As one nears the village there is 

 some friendly rivalry between horses, there is 

 the pleasure of &quot;catching up&quot; with neighbors 

 teams, or of being caught up with, and at the 

 church door there is the business of alighting 

 and hitching the horses, and then, if it is early, 

 waiting about outside for the &quot;last bell&quot; 

 before going in. 



Even in the church itself there is more free 

 dom and variety than in our city tabernacles. 

 In these there are always the same memorial 

 windows to look at, except perhaps once 

 in ten years when somebody dies and a new 

 one goes in, but in the country stained 

 glass is more rare. In many it has not even 

 gained place at all, and the panes of clear 

 glass let in a glory of blueness and whiteness 

 and greenness to rejoice the heart of the wor 

 shiper. In others, more ambitious, alas ! there 

 is ground glass with tinted borders; but this is 

 not very disturbing, especially when the 

 sashes are set open aslant, and the ivy and 



