added with much dignity, "Will some one please remove that cat from the organ?"
The janitor at once opened the small door; and I could scarcely believe my eyes when out sprang Dandy, his tail bristling, and his eyes as big as silver dollars. Straight down the aisle he came, and as ill fortune would have it, saw me, and jumped into my lap. There he nestled down and went to sleep. I looked very shamefaced and guilty during that long service. When it was over I started hurriedly for the door. Every one looked suspiciously at me while I quickly descended to the cellar to get Master Frisky, hoping that I could escape without further notice. But again I was unlucky, for at the door I met the minister.
"Are those animals yours?" he asked, with more anger than becomes a preacher.
"They belong over my way," I replied, "and I will take them home."
"Well, tell their owner from me, that they will do better home than at church, breaking up the devotions of people who love the Lord and are trying to serve him."
I hurried home without stopping to hear more; and we looked anything but church-goers as we walked home together—the man, the dog, and the cat.
Dandy held his head very high, and would have nothing to say to poor Frisky, who was delighted to see him; but after trying once or twice to make friends, and getting his nose
