`` But this is harvest month , you know , and I 've been busy -- and a lot of extra hands hanging round , eating more 'n they work , just like the men . I 'd have come yesterday , but I went to Mrs. Roderick MacAllister 's funeral . At first I thought my head was aching so badly I could n't enjoy myself if I did go . But she was a hundred years old , and I 'd always promised myself that I 'd go to her funeral . '' `` Was it a successful function ? '' asked Anne , noticing that the office door was ajar . `` What 's that ? Oh , yes , it was a tremendous funeral . She had a very large connection . There was over one hundred and twenty carriages in the procession . There was one or two funny things happened . I thought that die I would to see old Joe Bradshaw , who is an infidel and never darkens the door of a church , singing ` Safe in the Arms of Jesus ' with great gusto and fervor . He glories in singing -- that 's why he never misses a funeral . Poor Mrs. Bradshaw did n't look much like singing -- all wore out slaving . Old Joe starts out once in a while to buy her a present and brings home some new kind of farm machinery . Is n't that like a man ? But what else would you expect of a man who never goes to church , even a Methodist one ? I was real thankful to see you and the young Doctor in the Presbyterian church your first Sunday . No doctor for me who is n't a Presbyterian . '' `` We were in the Methodist church last Sunday evening , '' said Anne wickedly .
`` Oh , I s ` pose Dr. Blythe has to go to the XXXXX church once in a while or he would n't get the Methodist practice . ''
Bradshaw Doctor Jesus MacAllister Methodist Presbyterian evening first month slaving