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282 RAINBOW VALLEYI could not help thinking that it was a great pity theypicked that particular evening. It was truly bloodcurdlingto hear them sitting there in that abode of thedead, shouting that frivolous song at the tops of theirlungs.""I don't know what you were doing in a Methodistprayer meeting," said Miss Cornelia acidly."I have never found that Methodism was catching,"retorted Susan stiffly. "And, as I was going to saywhen I was interrupted, badly as I felt, I did not givein to the Methodists. When Mrs. Deacon Baxter said,as we came out, 'What a disgraceful exhibition!' /said, looking her fairly in the eye, 'They are all beautifulsingers and none of your choir, Mrs. Baxter, everbother themselves coming out to your prayer meeting,it seems. Their voices appear to be in tune only onSundays!' She was quite meek and I felt that I hadsnubbed her properly. But I could have done it muchmore thoroughly, Mrs. Dr. dear, if only they had leftout Polly Wolly Doodle, It is truly terrible to thinkof that being sung in a graveyard.""Some of those dead folks sang Polly Wolly Doodlewhen they were living, Susan. Perhaps they like tohear it yet," suggested Gilbert.Miss Cornelia looked at him reproachfully and madeup her mind that, on some future occasion, she wouldhint to Anne that the doctor should be admonished notto say such things. They might injure his practice.People might getit into their heads that he wasn't