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Speaking in .Meeting A devout old la dy, residing in country town not many miles from Boston, but d good many from the meeting house, where she was con stant attendant, usually carried her dinner with her, and deposited it, until wanted, un- der the seat. One warm summer day, du- ring sermon time, the door being open, a dog stole into the pew and conveyed away the good dame's luncheon. lie had not, however, proceeded far down the aisle be- fore she espied him, and forgetting time and place, in the furry of the moment, cried aloud, as she stamped her foot at the dog, "Get out!'' Instantly percelving the offence she had inadvertently committed, "There," " said she, 'I've spoke in meetin'." "Now I've spoke again" Il declare, I'ni talking all the time"