Milton on the next train. The girl
had opened the satchel which fell to her in the division to show her
room-mate how to make a stitch in crochet, and when the brown sugar,
coffee, tea, rice, bottles of syrup, maccaroni and a pack of cards came
in sight, she fairly squealed. Along after dinner the drummer called and
asked for an exchange, and they exchanged, and it was hard to tell which
blushed the most.

THE NAUGHTY BUT NICE CHURCH CHOIR.

You may organize a church choir and think you have got it down fine, and
that every member of it is pious and full of true goodness, and in such
a moment as you think not you will find that one or more of them are
full of the old Harry, and it will break out when you least expect it.
There is no more beautiful sight to the student of nature than a church
choir. To see the members sitting together, demure, devoted and pious
looking, you think that there is never a thought enters their mind that
is not connected with singing anthems, but sometimes you get left.

There is one church choir in Milwaukee that is about as near perfect
as a choir can be. It has been organized for a long time, and has never
quarreled, and the congregation swears by it. When the choir strikes a
devotional attitude it is enough to make an ordinary christian think
of the angel band above, only the male singers wear whiskers, and the
females wear fashionable clothes.

You would not think that this choir played tricks on each other during
the sermon, but sometimes they do. The choir is furnished with the
numbers of the hymns that are to be sung, by the minister, and they put
a book mark in the book at the proper place. One morning they all got up
to sing, when the soprano turned pale as an ace of spades dropped out of
her hymn book, the alto nearly fainted when a queen of hearts dropped at
her feet, and the rest of the pack was distributed around in the other
books. They laid it onto the tenor, but he swore, while the minister was
preaching, that he didn't know one card from another.

One morning last summer, after the tenor had been playing tricks
all Spring on the rest of the choir, the soprano brought a chunk of
shoemaker's wax to church. The tenor was arrayed like Solomon, in all
his glory, with white pants, and a Seymour coat. The tenor got up to see
who the girl was who came in with the old lady, and while he was up the
soprano put the shoemakers' wax on the chair, and the tenor sat down
on it. T