, Jack helped give them hay--nice new clover--and then waited and
watched Aunt Sally strain the warm fluid into the bright pans, fearing
the while she would forget the little cup, which he kept moving from one
place to another, and which she seemed never to see until almost the
last drop in the pail was reached. Churning day was always welcome to
Jack. The old yellow churn, which stood near the big water trough in the
wash room, had to be brought into the kitchen, and then he would turn
the paddle wheel round and round, listening to the patter of the blades
as they splashed into the cream, until finally he knew by the sound that
the butter had "come."

Jack did not like Saturday night very well, for at sundown on the last
day of the week those good orthodox folks commenced their Sunday.
Saturday afternoon was given to baking cake and other dainties and
getting the house in order for the Lord's Day. The men folks were shaved
clean and all the chores were done and supper ended before sundown. Then
the old black leather Bible was taken from the shelf and all gathered
around for family prayers. These devotions were held every night about
bedtime, but Saturday evening was the beginning of the Sabbath, and
services were held earlier and longer than on other days of the week.
The room, with its chintz-covered lounge, rag carpet, Dutch clock, and
chairs upholstered in haircloth, seemed more sacred on Saturday. The
Bible was read, a lesson given from the shorter catechism, and several
of Watts' hymns repeated by all together, or by volunteers, as the
spirit moved; a song or two, then all would kneel devoutly, while Uncle
John, in deep stentorian voice, prayed long and earnestly for the divine
grace, which sustains the righteous through the snares and temptations
of the wicked world; after which all retired.

On Sunday no work was done that could be avoided, and at an early hour
in solemn procession all filed out to the vehicles which conveyed them
to the village two and one-half miles away. The horses knew it was
Sunday and devoutly raised one leg at a time in covering the distance.
The minister knew it was Sunday and exhorted his hearers, with threats
of dire hell and damnation, to mend their ways. Sunday school
immediately after the morning service, then lunch at the wagons or on
the steps of the church or in the church, and again the minister
unrolled his sermons and renewed his valiant fight in redemption of
sinners. The ch