wife. When they got the electric organ it had a whole bunch of keys and if they were not in the right position they made quite a few sour notes. When dusting I would put them out of whack. Then youngsters from around the country would move the keys around. They liked to play the organ or think they were playing. They would have to get a fellow out from Summerside to see if it was out of tune. People would ask me if they could go into the church and (because of the organ) I would tell them 'no; they lock it now.' They are building unto the church. One time, I think it was Rev. Woodside who brought up the idea of building a piece on the north side and was swatted down. When they raised the church and put the foundation under it, Will Miller wanted to put it up a foot to fifteen inches higher and he was swatted down. Everybody knows now it should have been done. I remember working at making the forms for the foundation. I was told the log church in Belmont was handy the cemetery — across the road or on the land Harold Yeo 's fam¬ ily lives on. My father told me it was the parish farm. I thought they called it Fairview. They gave the old church over to the Baptists when they moved to Central. My great¬ grandfather, after they deserted the old log church in Belmont, allowed them to hold the church services in his house. They eventually built a church; I don't know how far back - quite a large building - larger and I guess longer than the present day church. At that time there was no church in Summerside and people used to come out to the services for a number of years. The Presbyterians in there then built a church. Then the Highway Department changed the road - the old road used to be back next to the Gamble's - they shifted the highway where it is today. That made the back end of the church closest to the road and put the spire at the wrong end. They held a meeting and decided to dismande the old church and build a new one. It was a heavy building and was sinking into the ground. That's how it was. My father, Robert Hutchinson , told me years ago, that even the present church was a heavy church and in a few years, thirty years, the plaster began to crack or something or other and 205 Church Reflections