. A cathedral courtship, and Penelope's English experiences. ^ So we scrambled upthe articles together, the nice young manand I; and oh, I hope I may never lookupon his face again ! There were prayer-books and guide-books, a bottle of soda mint tablets, aspool of dental floss, a Bath bun, a bit ofgray frizz that aunt Celia pins into hersteamer cap, a spectacle case, a brandyflask, and a bonbon box, which broke andscattered cloves and cardamom seeds.(I hope he guessed aunt Celia is a dys-peptic, and not intemperate !) All thiswas hopelessly vulgar, but I would nthave minded anything if there ha
. A cathedral courtship, and Penelope's English experiences. ^ So we scrambled upthe articles together, the nice young manand I; and oh, I hope I may never lookupon his face again ! There were prayer-books and guide-books, a bottle of soda mint tablets, aspool of dental floss, a Bath bun, a bit ofgray frizz that aunt Celia pins into hersteamer cap, a spectacle case, a brandyflask, and a bonbon box, which broke andscattered cloves and cardamom seeds.(I hope he guessed aunt Celia is a dys-peptic, and not intemperate !) All thiswas hopelessly vulgar, but I would nthave minded anything if there had notbeen a Duchess novel. Of course hethought that it belonged to me. Hecould nt have known aunt Celia wascarrying it for that accidental Mrs. Bene-dict, with whom she went to St. CrossHospital. After scooping the cardamom seeds outof the cracks in the stone flagging, hehanded me the tattered, disreputable-look-ing copy of A Modern Circe with a bowthat would nt have disgraced a Chester-. We scrambled up the articles together A Cathedral Courtship ii ?field, and then went back to his easel,while I fled after aunt Celia and herverger. Memoranda : The Winchester Cathedralhas the longest 7iave. The inside is 7noresnpeil) than the outside. Izaak Walton andjfane Austen are btiried the?e. HE Winchester, May 28, White Swan. As sure as my name is Jack Copley, Isaw the prettiest girl in the world to-day,— an American, too, or I m greatly mis-taken. It was in the cathedral, where Ihave been sketching for several days. Iwas sitting in the end of a seat, at after-noon service, when two ladies entered bythe side door. The ancient maiden, evi-dently the head of the family, settled her-self devoutly, and the young one stole offby herself to one of the old carved seatsback of the choir. She was worse thanpretty! I took a sketch of her duringservice, as she sat under the dark carved- 12 A CatJicdral Courtship oak canopy, with this Latin inscriptionover her head : — Carlt
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