It is no longer fashionable to trim them with knitted lace . One pocket is considered smart . Clam-shells are fashionable keepsakes . You write your name and the date inside one and your friend writes hers in the other and you exchange . CECILY KING . FUNNY PARAGRAPHS MR. PERKINS : -- `` Peter , name the large islands of the world . '' PETER : -- `` The Island , the British Isles and Australia . '' -LRB- PETER , DEFIANTLY : `` Well , Mr. Perkins said he guessed I was right , so you need n't laugh . '' -RRB- This is a true joke and really happened . It 's about Mr. Samuel Clask again . He was once leading a prayer meeting and he looked through the window and saw the constable driving up and guessed he was after him because he was always in debt . So in a great hurry he called on Brother Casey to lead in prayer and while Brother Casey was praying with his eyes shut and everybody else had their heads bowed Mr. Clask got out of the window and got away before the constable got in because he did n't like to come in till the prayer was finished . Uncle Roger says it was a smart trick on Mr. Clask 's part , but I do n't think there was much religion about it . FELIX KING . CHAPTER XXI . PEG BOWEN COMES TO CHURCH When those of us who are still left of that band of children who played long years ago in the old orchard and walked the golden road together in joyous companionship , foregather now and again in our busy lives and talk over the events of those many merry moons -- there are some of our adventures that gleam out more vividly in memory than the others , and are oftener discussed . The time we bought God 's picture from Jerry Cowan -- the time Dan ate the poison berries -- the time we heard the ghostly bell ring -- the bewitchment of Paddy -- the visit of the Governor 's wife -- and the night we were lost in the storm -- all awaken reminiscent jest and laughter ; but none more than the recollection of the Sunday Peg Bowen came to church and sat in our pew . Though goodness knows , as Felicity would say , we did not think it any matter for laughter at the time -- far from it . It was one Sunday evening in July . Uncle Alec and Aunt Janet , having been out to the morning service , did not attend in the evening , and we small fry walked together down the long hill road , wearing Sunday attire and trying , more or less successfully , to wear Sunday faces also .
Those walks XXXXX church , through the golden completeness of the summer evenings , were always very pleasant to us , and we never hurried , though , on the other hand , we were very careful not to be late .
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