' It
always made me think of something worn out and moth
eaten. Why is it that so many of the words connected
with death are so disagreeable? I do wish that the
custom of calling a dead body `the remains' could be
abolished. I positively shiver when I hear the
undertaker say at a funeral, `All who wish to see the
remains please step this way.' It always gives me the
horrible impression that I am about to view the scene
of a cannibal feast."
"Well, all I hope," said Miss Cornelia calmly, "is
that when I'm dead nobody will call me `our departed
sister.' I took a scunner at this
sister-and-brothering business five years ago when
there was a travelling evangelist holding meetings at
the Glen. I hadn't any use for him from the start. I
felt in my bones that there was something wrong with
him. And there was. Mind you, he was pretending to be
a Presbyterian--PresbyTARian, HE called it--and all the
time he was a Methodist. He brothered and sistered
everybody. He had a large circle of relations, that
man had. He clutched my hand fervently one night, and
said imploringly, `My DEAR sister Bryant, are you a
Christian?' I just looked him over a bit, and then I
said calmly, `The only brother I ever had, MR.
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