he old brick block across the street.
Next was the Mystic Church, a much plainer and smaller building than now, with no steeple, but with a driveway and porte-cochere on the east side and horse sheds in the rear.
My advent there was made on the Sunday following my father's return from the war. Mr. Hooker was the minister, and I timed the close of the service by the number of leaves in his manuscript that remained to be turned.
The organ and choir were at the back of the church.
Mrs. Nathaniel Ripley sang soprano; Judge Edwin Wright, tenor; Mrs. J. C. Dorr, alto; and Mr. Alfred Tufts, bass.
Mr. Charles Gleason was organist.
Other singers of about that time were Miss Sarah Blanchard and Mrs. William Haskins.
The congregation rose and turned around during the singing of the hymns.
The pulpit was of mahogany veneer, with sofa and chairs to match, upholstered in red velvet.
A small communion table in front was shaped to fit the curve of the pulpit.
The walls were frescoed, a