Arnold's idea. The county battalion,
which had been training all winter in Charlottetown, was to leave
shortly for overseas. The Four Winds Harbour boys belonging to it from
the Glen and over-harbour and Harbour Head and Upper Glen were all home
on their last leave, and Mr. Arnold thought, properly enough, that it
would be a fitting thing to hold a union prayer-meeting for them before
they went away. Mr. Meredith having agreed, the meeting was announced to
be held in the Methodist Church. Glen prayer-meetings were not apt to be
too well attended, but on this particular evening the Methodist Church
was crowded. Everybody who could go was there. Even Miss Cornelia came--
and it was the first time in her life that Miss Cornelia had ever set
foot inside a Methodist Church. It took no less than a world conflict to
bring that about.
"I used to hate Methodists," said Miss Cornelia calmly, when her husband
expressed surprise over her going, "but I don't hate them now. There is
no sense in hating Methodists when there is a Kaiser or a Hindenburg in
the world."
So Miss Cornelia went. Norman Douglas and his wife went too. And
Whiskers-on-the-moon strutted up the aisle to a front pew, as if he
fully realized what a distinction he conferred upon the building. People
were somewhat surprised that he should be there, since he usually
avoided all assemblages connected in any way with the war.
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