The clasp spoke mutely of courage and good-will.

She knew nothing of awe, kindly soul; the great and the small were all the same to her.

She remembered without rancor the time when Mrs.Bennington scarcely noticed her; but sorrow had visited Mrs.Bennington and widened her vision and broadened her heart; and the two met each other on a common basis, the loss of dear ones.
The clock is invariably hung in the rear of the church.

The man who originally selected this position was evidently a bit of a cynic.
Perhaps he wanted to impress the preacher with the fact that there must be a limitation to all things, even good sermons; or perhaps he wanted to test the patience and sincerity of the congregation.

The sermon was rather tedious this Sunday; shiny, well-worn platitudes are always tedious.