Perkins was called upon, rather unexpectedly, to answer one or two questions, immediately on the opening of the meeting, but as he was a stanch temperance man, and cordially despised the minister, he was bold to reply. "Mr. Perkins," said the presiding deacon, "as far as we can learn, this scandalous charge originated with you: I will, therefore, ask you--did you say that the Rev. Mr. Manlius was drunk at Mr. Reeside's dinner-party?" "I did," was the unhesitating answer. "Were you present at Mr. Reeside's?" "No, sir." "Did you see Mr. Manlius coming from the house intoxicated?" "No." "What evidence, then, have you of the truth of your charge? We have conversed this morning with several who were present, and all say that they observed nothing out of the way in Mr. Manlius, on the occasion of which you speak. This is a serious matter, and we should like to have your authority for a statement so injurious to the reputation of the minister and the cause of religion." "My authority is Mr. Burton, who was present." "Did he tell you that Mr. Manlius was intoxicated?" "He said there was a drunken minister there, and Mr. Manlius, I have ascertained, was the only clergyman present." "Was that so?" asked the deacon of an individual who was at Mr. Reeside's. "Mr. Manlius was the only clergyman there," was replied. "Then," said Perkins, "if there was a drunken minister there, it must have been Mr. Manlius. I can draw no other inference." "Can Mr. Burton be found?" was now asked. An individual immediately volunteered to go in search of him. In half an hour he was produced. As he entered the grave assembly, he looked around with great composure upon the array of solemn faces and eyes intently fixed upon him. He did not appear in the least abashed. "You were at Mr. Reeside's last week, at a dinner-party, I believe?" said the presiding deacon. "I was." "Did you see Mr. Manlius intoxicated on that occasion?" "Mr. Manlius! Good heavens! no! I can testify, upon oath, that he was as solemn as a judge. Who says that I made so scandalous an allegation?" Burton appeared to grow strongly excited. "I say so," cried Perkins in a loud voice. "You say so? And, pray, upon what authority?" "Upon the authority of your own words." "Never!" "But you did tell me so." Perkins was much excited. "When?" "On the day after the dinner-party. Don't you remember what you said to me?" "Oh, yes--perfectly." "That you had a drunken minister at dinner?" "No, I never said that." "But you did, I can be qualified to it." "I said we had a 'tipsy parson.'" "And, pray, what is the difference?" At the words "tipsy parson," the minister burst into a loud laugh, and so did two or three others who had been at Mr. Reeside's. The grave deacon in the chair looked around with frowning wonder at such indecorum, and felt that especially ill-timed was the levity of the minister. "I do not understand this," he said, with great gravity.