The Pit Town Coronet: A Family Mystery, Volume 3 (of 3)Wills, C. J. (Charles James)
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The Pit Town Coronet: A Family Mystery, Volume 3 (of 3)
Wills, C. J. (Charles James)
England -- Juvenile fiction; Families -- Juvenile fiction
"No, Mr. Dodd, I said it advisedly, they went into the Church. I suppose
that in the old days when high-born ladies became nuns that they went
into the Church, and in doing so vowed themselves to a life of
self-denial. And in this present time any lady who marries a clergyman,
Mr. Dodd, vows herself to a life of self-denial and penance, and
certainly enters the Church. I did," she added with a sigh, "and I glory
in it. The humble curate may rise to rank and title, but in the highly
unlikely event of your becoming a bishop, John, I should remain plain
Mrs. Dodd still."
"Not plain, my dear--not plain."
But Mrs. Dodd did not condescend to reprove him; she forgave the
flippancy of the remark for the sake of the compliment.
"The fact is," said the vicar, "that since that fellow Smiter left
King's Warren a great many of the better-disposed of his people have
come over to us. The services are more ornate than they were, and
consequently more attractive. So are the sermons, I suppose. At all
events, they are shorter. Then we've got a Sisterhood and a Young Men's
Christian Association, who play cricket in summer and football in
winter. Then again we use collecting bags, while at Gilgal they still
stick to the plates. Of course the collections have dropped off to a
mere nothing, but the congregations have increased wonderfully.
Certainly the plates produced a healthy rivalry, but the bags, I take
it, are less of a tax, and the congregation assuredly prefers them. It's
a mystery to me where they get all the threepenny-pieces, and I am sorry
to say that farthings, and even buttons, are not uncommon. Still, your
father and Justice Sleek--everybody calls him Justice Sleek now--let us
have all we want in the shape of money, so I suppose there's nothing to
complain of."
"Whatever my husband may say, dear Mrs. Haggard, there has been a great
awakening, and though he may not see it, for none are so proverbially
blind as those who won't see, I look upon it as principally due, at all
events in my own parish, to the exertions of my own sex. My curates are
both highly popular."
"My dear, curates always are highly popular when they are married to
wealthy good-looking young women, and their pockets consequently
bursting, literally bursting, with half-crowns; I may add that, in my
experience, these are the only circumstances under which married curates
_are_ popular."
"You have much to be grateful for, John."
"I know it, my dear--I know it," said the vicar as he finished his
coffee. And then the party broke up to commence the real business of the
day.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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