THE WAYSIDE CHAPEL
THE WAYSIDE CHAPEL
An English Lady, while visiting Switzerland, was looking for a room
and she asked the schoolmaster if he could recommend any. He took
her to see several rooms and when everything was settled, the lady
returned to her home to make final preparations to move. When she
arrived home, the thought suddenly occurred to her that she had not
seen a "W.C." (Water Closet; Toilet) around the place. So she
immediately wrote a note to the schoolmaster asking him if there
was a "W.C." around. The schoolmaster was a very poor student of
english, so he asked the parish priest if he could help him in the
matter. Together they tried to discover the meaning of the letters
"W.C." and the only solution they could find for the letters was a
"Wayside Chapel". The schoolmaster then wrote the following note
to the English Lady:
I take great pleasure in informing you that the "W.C." is
situated nine miles from the house in the center of a beautiful
grove of pine trees surrounded by lovely grounds.
It is capable of holding 229 people and it is open on Sundays
and Thursdays only. As there are a great number of people expected
during the summer months, I would suggest that you come early,
although there is usually plenty of standing room. This is an
unfortunate situation particularly if you are in the habit of going
You will, no doubt, be glad to hear that a good number bring
their own lunch and make a day of it. While others, who can afford
to go by car, arrive just in time. I would especially recommend
your Ladyship to go on Thursday when there is an organ
accompaniment. The acoustics are excellent, and even the most
delicate sounds can be heard everywhere.
It may interest you to know that my daughter was married in
the "W.C." and it was there that she met her husband. I can
remember the rush there for seats. There were ten people to a seat
usually occupied by one. It was wonderful to see the expressions
on their faces.
The newest section is a bell donated by a wealthy resident of
the district. It rings every time a person enters. A bazaar is to
be held to provide plush seats for all since the people feel that
it is a long felt need. My wife is rather delicate so she can't
attend regularly. It is almost a year since she went last.
Naturally, it pains her very much not to be able to go more often.
I shall be delighted to reserve the best seat for you, if you
wish, where you will be seen by all. For the children, there is a
special time and place so that they will not disturb the elders.
Hoping to have been of some service to you, I remain,