. Highways and byways of the South. e on Sunday tocavort the way some ofem do. I walked to church alone, a distance of two building was a plain, spireless structure of brickin a patch of woodland. Sunday school, which pre-ceded the church service, was just being called toorder when I arrived. There were less than twenty-five of us and we gathered in a corner and wentthrough the lesson very perfunctorily. The only de-viation from the beaten track consisted in an opinionexpressed by our teacher that the Northern Baptistchurch was on sandy ground, but the old SouthernBaptist church said
. Highways and byways of the South. e on Sunday tocavort the way some ofem do. I walked to church alone, a distance of two building was a plain, spireless structure of brickin a patch of woodland. Sunday school, which pre-ceded the church service, was just being called toorder when I arrived. There were less than twenty-five of us and we gathered in a corner and wentthrough the lesson very perfunctorily. The only de-viation from the beaten track consisted in an opinionexpressed by our teacher that the Northern Baptistchurch was on sandy ground, but the old SouthernBaptist church said he, warmly, is on the solid rockyet. We dont want any of those Northern new-fangled ideas, and he stepped aside to the pulpit plat-form where, on a stool, was a pail of water. Our leadertook a drink from a tin dipper and returned to hislabors. A collection was taken up amounting toeighteen cents. I had contributed a nickel and thusswelled the amount to an unusual size. Apparentlyno one was expected to give more than a penny, for I. On the Highway Ti-{i-: ^^^/?>V YORK Df ARY TiLw^ -£NQX ANDiM f-OUNDATlONS. The Birthplace of Lincoln 171 noticed that our leader, after dropping a five-cent pieceIn the box, took out four cents In change. We had a few minutes Intermission at the close ofSunday school. Teams and saddle-horses were nowarriving from all directions and were being hitched totrees and low-drooping branches In the woods aboutthe church. When service began, the edifice was wellfilled, and as the people continued to come for an hour,it was crowded by the time we were through. We hadprayers by the preacher and by elders of the congrega-tion, we had singing led by a man whose voicerose above the grumbling undertone of the othermens voices and the gentle murmur of the sopranoslike a mountain peak among little hills, and we had avigorous old-fashioned sermon that included a denun-ciation of revelry and tripping the fantastic toe. Icould hear the horses whinnying and stamping
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