Faith went early to Sunday School and was seated in the corner of her       class pew before any one came. Therefore, the dreadful truth did not burst       upon any one until Faith left the class pew near the door to walk up to       the manse pew after Sunday School. The church was already half filled and       all who were sitting near the aisle saw that the minister's daughter had       boots on but no stockings!     
                                  
                                     Faith's new brown dress, which Aunt Martha had made from an ancient       pattern, was absurdly long for her, but even so it did not meet her       boot-tops. Two good inches of bare white leg showed plainly.     
                                  
                                     Faith and Carl sat alone in the manse pew. Jerry had gone into the gallery       to sit with a chum and the Blythe girls had taken Una with them. The       Meredith children were given to "sitting all over the church" in this       fashion and a great many people thought it very improper. The gallery       especially, where irresponsible lads congregated and were known to whisper       and suspected of chewing tobacco during service, was no place, for a son       of the manse. But Jerry hated the manse pew at the very top of the church,       under the eyes of Elder Clow and his family. He escaped from it whenever       he could.     
                                  
                                     Carl, absorbed in watching a spider spinning its web at the window, did       not notice Faith's legs. She walked home with her father after church and       he never noticed them. She got on the hated striped stockings before Jerry       and Una arrived, so that for the time being none of the occupants of the       manse knew what she had done. But nobody else in Glen St. Mary was       ignorant of it. The few who had not seen soon heard. Nothing else was       talked of on the way home from church. Mrs. Alec Davis said it was only       what she expected, and the next thing you would see some of those young       ones coming to church with no clothes on at all. The president of the       Ladies' Aid decided that she would bring the matter up at the next Aid       meeting, and suggest that they wait in a body on the minister and protest.       Miss Cornelia said that she, for her part, gave up. There was no use       worrying over the manse fry any longer. Even Mrs. Dr. Blythe felt a little       shocked, though she attributed the occurrence solely to Faith's       forgetfulness. Susan could not immediately begin knitting stockings for       Faith because it was Sunday, but she had one set up before any one else       was out of bed at Ingleside the next morning.     
                                  
                                     "You need not tell me anything but that it was old Martha's fault, Mrs.       Dr. dear." she told Anne. "I suppose that poor little child had no decent       stockings to wear. I suppose every stocking she had was in holes, as you       know very well they generally are. And I think, Mrs. Dr. dear, that       the Ladies' Aid would be better employed in knitting some for them than in       fighting over the new carpet for the pulpit platform. I am not a       Ladies' Aider, but I shall knit Faith two pairs of stockings, out of this       nice black yarn, as fast as my fingers can move and that you may tie to.       Never shall I forget my sensations, Mrs. Dr. dear, when I saw a minister's       child walking up the aisle of our church with no stockings on. I really       did not know what way to look."     
                                  
                                     "And the church was just full of Methodists yesterday, too," groaned Miss       Cornelia, who had come up to the Glen to do some shopping and run into       Ingleside to talk the affair over. "I don't know how it is, but just as       sure as those manse children do something especially awful the church is       sure to be crowded with Methodists. I thought Mrs. Deacon Hazard's eyes       would drop out of her head. When she came out of church she said, 'Well,       that exhibition was no more than decent. I do pity the Presbyterians.' And       we just had to TAKE it. There was nothing one could say."     
                                      
                                   
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Rainbow Valley √ (Project K.)
Classics*** ALL CREDITS TO L.M.MONTGOMERY*** The seventh installment in the 'Anne' series. Anne Shirley is grown up, has married her beloved Gilbert and now is the mother of six mischievous children. These boys and girls discover a special place all their o...
 
                                               
                                                  