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The Lutheran Pioneer St. Louis — 1933, Page 131

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THE LUTHERAN PIONEER

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Of course, Pastor Wildgrube was asked to preach
the anniversary sermon. Superintendent G. M.
Kramer was requested to write the history of our
capable and unselfish brother in the faith. Mrs. E.
Falcon, formerly Miss Emma Dunn, a teacher at
St. Paul’s, was to sing a solo entitled “I’ve Done
My Work.”

This being attended to, we felt that no anniver-
sary is complete without a gift to the one thus
honored.

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entered. “Well, when do we begin?” “As soon as
Mr. Seeberry arrives,” responded Pastor Wildgrube.

Mrs. Thompson and Mrs. Mucadel were busy ar-
ranging the gift, when some whispered, “He is
here — now!” Pastor Wildgrube thought he would
don his gown and leave. On second thought, how-
ever, he said, “No, I shall remain and find some
excuse for my being here.” Now Teacher Seeberry
entered and said, “Good evening, everybody.”
Looking at Pastor Wildgrube, who gave him a

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St. Paul’s School, New Orleans. .
Right: Teachers S. Raymond and E. Berger.

Left: Teacher Wm. B. Seeberry and Pastor E. H. Wildgrube.

Now to get to real facts. You have been held in
suspense long enough.

On alighting from the car on the memorable
evening, the writer was met by Mr. Falcon, who
noticed a crowd of children before the church. He
immediately dispersed the crowd and began closing
windows from the outside of the church.

On entering, we found Pastor Wildgrube in the
vestry, full of smiles and all eager to begin. By
7.30 p.x. practically the whole church was filled,
and all lights were turned out.

The vestry was illuminated; the members of the
choir were seated with books in their hands, await-
ing the arrival of their leader. Pastor Kramer

hearty handshake and told him he had a new choir
member, he said, “I was just about to ask you to
join us; we need another bass voice.” “Well, you
have one.” “Good!” was the response. He entered
the church and stumbled upon Mr. Berger, who was
seated at the organ. “You, too, have come to
join us!” Mr. Berger said, “Why, yes.” He turned
on one light. Mr. Thompson then turned on all
lights. “Why all the lights? It’s too hot,” said
Mr. Seeberry. Just at that moment Pastor Wild-
grube entered the church and whispered, “This is
your night, Mr. Seeberry; no choir rehearsal. Your
seat is over there.”

Mrs. Leona Mercadel then led Mr. Seeberry to