Twas a stylish congregation, that of Theophrastus Brown, and its organ was the finest and the biggest in the town;
and the chorus - all the papers favorably commented on it, for 'twas said each female member had a forty-dollar bonnet.
Now in the "amen corner" of the church sat Brother Eyer, who persisted every Sabbath day in singing with the choir.
He was poor, but genteel looking, and his heart as snow was white, and his face beamed with sweetness when he sung with all his might.
His voice was crac
