It was a very
common thing to get married, but it was a most uncommon thing to play on
a new church organ, and play as well as he had done, "for the first
time, too," as he remarked a score of times.
Stepping upon a barrel, the Professor called out in a loud voice,
"Order, please," and in a short time the assembled crowd became quiet.
"Friends and Feller Citizens: I have this day received my commission as
postmaster at Mason's Corner, Mass. Mail matter will be sorted with
celerity and delivered only to the proper parties, while the firm of
Strout & Maxwell will always keep on hand a full assortment of the best
family groceries at reasonable prices. Soliciting your continued
patronage, I remain, yours respectively.
OBADIAH STROUT, Postmaster.
As the Professor stepped down from the barrel, Abner Stiles caught him
by the arm and said in a low voice, "Isn't Deacon Mason one of your
bondsmen?"
"Yes," said Strout, somewhat pompously, "but what of it?"
"Why, yer see," said Abner, "I'm workin' for the Deacon now, and I'm
just as devoted to his interests as I used to be to yourn onct, and with
a much better hope of reward, both on this earth and in Heaven, and if
he's got money put up on yer, of course yer won't object if I drop in
onct in a while and kinder keep an eye on yer.
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