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Moses’ teeth chattered. It was not cold, but wash-day meant to the unhappy boy a dismal round of duties.,“But you don’t feel so now, my son. Jimmy will soon be well; you, too. Then you can talk with him about it. Rest, now; that is your first duty,” she comforted, and left him.,“Oh, she’ll eat when she gets hungry, never fear.”,“No matter, Billy. I think she was sent to us; and we shall find a way. Are the chickens fed?”,“Put her in my room and give me the Fo’castle; I’ve always wanted to bunk there.”,Once Billy’s attention was fixed he was as earnest at work as at play. He slaughtered the weeds rapidly, and had several clean beds behind him when his mother called him to breakfast.,What really ailed Moses was the prospect of bolstering up the pipes again.,“Golly! There’s nothing skewgee about that fortune,” Billy commented, encouragingly.,“No; I’ll do it first thing to-morrow.” He tried vainly to change the subject. “I—”,But Mrs. Bennett wasn’t blaming any one; she didn’t really know what the excitement was all about.,The service began and was proceeding with its accustomed smoothness and decorum when a most unseemly interruption occurred. Maria Mifsud had long entertained suspicions that all was not well with the interior of the organ. Lately a few of the notes had refused to make a sound, and to-day there seemed to be more of these delinquents than ever. While Mr. Bliggins was collecting the offering Maria began to play a voluntary carefully practised beforehand. She had fairly launched into “One Sweetly Solemn Thought” when suddenly she discerned peering curiously at her through one of the round holes which adorn the front of the instrument the small bright eye of a mouse. The intruder was apparently quite calm and self-possessed. Not so Maria. With a piercing shriek she jumped from the organ stool and rushing to the back of the church leaped wildly to the seat beside her scandalized and uncomprehending mother. Almost at the same moment the offending mouse scampered down the internal anatomy of the organ and gained freedom through an exit beside the pedals. Mr. Wells turned crimson and stood on one foot. Most of the ladies of the congregation drew their feet up on the seat beside them. The mouse ran furiously along the sacred aisles of the church.,Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled,’”.