He always stays here when he
comes this way. Well, well; many's the time he has told us about his twin
girls, but I never expected to see one of them here. Are you the beauty or
the singer?" she smilingly asked.
"Now, Mrs. Gardner," said Dexie, laughing, "I am sure you can see for
yourself that I am not the beauty."
"Then you are the singer; but your looks will do very well. Uncommon beauty
is often a snare to its possessor, and the ability to sing God's praises is
worth far more. Are you too tired to do so to-night?"
Dexie looked up with a question in her eyes, and Mrs. Gardner added,
"There is a service in our meeting-house to-night. Would you like to attend
it with me?" turning to Elsie.
"Yes, indeed; I would love to go. The day will not seem all lost if we
spend a short time of it properly. But do tell us, Mrs. Gardner, what makes
those people take the 'jerks'? It seems such a queer kind of religion."
"My dear, I have lived in these parts for more than twelve years, and I am
acquainted with several families of McDonaldites, but I never yet learned
why they take the 'jerks,' or what they signify, but I know that there are
many good religious people belonging to the sect.
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