human
It's a miserable shame, Nancy, but that church hasn't had a door open since a year ago last July, when the trouble burst out. We haven't had a service there since. Mother and I drive over to Estabrook when we feel like getting out--but that's not often, come winter-time. Being the only church building in this end of the township, it's pretty bad having it closed up. But there's the fuss. Folks can't agree what to do, and nobody dares get a preacher here and try to start things up, on their own responsibility. But we feel it--we sure do. I don't like to look at the old meeting-house, going by, I declare I don't. It looks lonesome to me. And there's where every one of you children grew up, too, sitting there in the old family pew, with your legs dangling. It's too bad--it's too bad!
gpt
It's barbarous!
human
And all over nothing of any real consequence, sighed Mrs. Fernald, in her gentle way.
gpt
We would have given up our ideas gladly, for the sake of harmony. But--there were so many who felt it necessary to fight to have their own way.
human
And feel that way still, I suppose? suggested Sam Burnett, cheerfully.
gpt
There's a whole lot of that feeling-it-necessary-to-fight, in the world. I've experienced it myself, at times.