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'I can wear a seedy coat in the pulpit and no one is the wiser. 'But, said I, 'how about the silk gown? 'Oh! said he, 'the ladies furnish the gown." We laughed at the parson's shrewdness. Even Mr. Hardcap smiled. "And there are some other items, too, gentlemen," added Father Hyatt, "which I hope you will consider. The churches don't ordinarily know about them.
"And I believe," I retorted, "that the laborer is worthy of his hire; and we must not burden the pastor." "For my part," said Mr. Hardcap, "I won't give my consent to a dollar over $1,200 a year. I ain't goin' to encourage ministerial luxury nohow." "Well, for my part," said Mr. Wheaton, "I don't care so much about that. But we must have a first rate man.
This objection came out when I first asked him for a subscription, payable in work on the new building. "Do you have novels in your library?" said he. "Of course," said I. "Then," said he, "don't come to me for any help. I won't do anything to encourage the reading of novels." "You do not approve of novels, then, I judge, Mr. Hardcap?" said I. "Approve of novels!" said he, energetically.
"Gentlemen," said Mr. Jowett, "Mr. Laicus is right. The shamefully loose ways in which our Protestant churches carry on their finances is a disgrace to the Christian religion." Mr. Jowett is a broker. He assured me after the meeting that it was almost impossible to get a loan on church property because churches were so notoriously slack in paying their interest. Mr. Hardcap murmured an assent.
I met him at the door of the church Saturday afternoon, just as the last rubbish had been swept out and we were closing the door. "Looks beautiful, doesn't it Mr. Hardcap?" said I. "They'd better have spent their time on their knees than with these fixins," growled Mr. Hardcap; "'twould ha' done the Church more good, a deal sight." "Did you spend your time on your knees?"
They said it would be a good thing to surprise the new pastor with a house-warming. Mrs. Hardcap proposed that the sewing society meet there that afternoon. But Miss Moore objected strongly. She said it would cost nearly as much to provide a supper for the whole congregation as to furnish a good bed-room set. I think, though, it was really little Miss Flidgett who put a quietus on that plan.
The Chairman of the Building Committee explained that it was his business to supervise the building, not to raise the funds, and sent him back to the President. It was not till Mr. Hardcap, whose stock of patience is small, threatened the church with a mechanic's lien that the remedy was forthcoming.
Six of us quietly agreed to assume the mortgage debt, that is to say to insure him that the plate collections and the ladies together would pay the interest promptly. That changed his view. He said that if the minister had a mind to risk his salary on such a crazy scheme, very well. And at the last he voted for it. Mr. Hardcap thought it was a first-rate plan.
"Oh! we don't make no calls," said Mr. Hardcap. "We've got other work to do." "And yet you expect your minister and his wife to call on you?" said I interrogatively. "I s'pose so," said he. "I remember hearing you say that you thought it rather hard of Mrs. Work, just before they left, that she hadn't been inside of your house for six months. How many calls do you suppose Mrs.
And then there are the wedding fees which must amount to a handsome item in the course of the year. It can't be less than two thousand or twenty-five hundred dollars all told. A very snug little income, gentlemen." "Double what I get," murmured Mr. Hardcap. A very exemplary gentleman is Mr. Hardcap, the carpenter, but more known for the virtue of economy than for any other.
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