a certain coast town noted for its Sabbath
observance were greatly incensed over the fact that printed cards
bearing the name of a well-known shipbuilding firm had been received
by prominent citizens, inviting them to attend the launching of a
vessel on the next Sunday afternoon, the reason being given that the
tide was highest on that day.

Sunday came and in every church the launching was widely advertised
and denounced, and it was not until late in the day that some one
remembered it was April the first.

_Charlie Remembered Her Well_

A young married woman of social prominence and respectability was to
unite with the church in her home town and desired the ordinance of
baptism by immersion, preferring the primitive custom of going to the
river. Among the number that gathered to witness the baptism was a
little boy friend, Charlie, about four years old. The proceedings
were entirely new to the child, and he looked on with strange
curiosity as the candidate was led into the water. The spring
freshets had made the river somewhat turbulent, and it was with
difficulty that the minister maintained his footing. During the
following week the young woman called at the home of this family, and
after the usual greetings said to the little boy as she extended her
hand: "Come here, Charlie, and see me. You don't know who I am, do
you?" she continued. "Yes, indeed I do," said the boy. "You's that
woman who went in swimmin' with the minister on Sunday."

_Couldn't Follow Him_

"John," said Farmer Foddershucks to his college-bred son, who was
home on a vacation, "hev ye noticed Si Mullet's oldest gal lately?
Strikes me she's gettin' ter be a right likely critter, hey?"

"She's as beautiful as Hebe," agreed John enthusiastically.

"Aw, shucks!" grunted Farmer F. "She's a blame sight purtier 'n he
be. Why, he ain't no beauty. She gits it f'm her mother's folks."

_Frivolity of Outward Show_

Dear old Aunt Jane was making a visit in the early spring at the home
of her newly-married niece, and spring clothes was the all-absorbing
topic of conversation in the family.

"I feel sure this hat's not broad enough in the brim, Aunt Jane,"
said the worldly niece, who wanted to appear just as bewitching to
her young husband as she did in her going-away costume.

"What does it matter, child! Look at me!" replied Aunt Jane, in a
comforting tone. "I put on anything! Don't I look all right?"

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