and Mrs. Felix
Montgomery. The former was arrayed in a suit of canonical black,
not of the latest cut. A white neckcloth was substituted for the
more gaudy article worn by the jeweler from Syracuse, and a pair
of silver-bowed spectacles, composed of plain glass, lent a
scholarly air to his face. His hair was combed behind his ears,
and, so far as appearance went, he quite looked the character of
a clergyman from the rural districts.
"How will I do, my dear?" he asked, complacently.
"Tiptop," answered the lady. "How do I look?"
Mrs. Montgomery had put on a dress of sober tint, and scant
circumference, contrasting in a marked manner with the mode then
prevailing. A very plain collar encircled her neck. Her hands
were incased in brown silk gloves, while her husband wore black
kids. Her bonnet was exceedingly plain, and her whole costume
was almost Quaker-like in its simplicity.
Her husband surveyed her with satisfaction.
"My dear," he said, "you are a fitting helpmeet for the Rev. Mr.
Barnes, of Hayfield Centre. By Jove, you do me credit!"
" 'By Jove' is not a proper expression for a man of your
profession, Mr. Barnes," said the new minister's wife, with a
smile.
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