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city.  They sang out of a hymn book like our Chants Artiennes and I understood every word of all of it.  The Minister spoke so clearly and beautifully in every sense of the words   Aunt Sarah asked me how I  liked my cousin's.  I dont [[don't]] feel afraid of meeting them somehow.  Though I think I was rather foolish in me, on that account, to register at Drexel's.  May and I liked it so much that we shall go nearly always, though I suppose we shall want to go about to some other places.  It was quite full of nice decent looking people.  The pulpit is one of those goblet things high up with a place 



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for the clerk down in front.  He was a fat old fellow who led the singing assisted by a cabinet organ near by.  Miss McCurdy, Miss Hail's aunt, says the Russian Church is very interesting, and they have beautiful music.  They often go there

On Thursday evening we had a Soirée!  Given by M'lle de Villeneuve.  How shall I ever convey to you an idea of it and the subsequent evening.  Nothing but their own antics can express these French people.  

May and [[I?]] dressed before dinner so as not to come back [[here?home?]] in my grey Cassinese, May in a black [[Sarah?]] with square neck and black beaded Tulle. M'lle's wrinkled person was amazed in a black lace dress