these three to pray. He was a good and truly religious man, whose name here is the only thing disguised, and played his part bravely in the awful trial to which he was afterwards subjected; and if at the time, before he went through his fiery persecutions, the human fancies which beset all young hearts came across his, we at this day know that these fancies are no sin. But now he prays in earnest, prays so heartily for himself, with such a sense of his own spiritual need and spiritual failings, that each one of his hearers feels as if a prayer and a supplication had gone up for each of them. Even Nattee muttered the few words she knew of the Lord's Prayer; gibberish though the disjointed nouns and verbs might be, the poor creature said them because she was stirred to unwonted reverence. As for Lois, she rose up comforted and strengthened, as no special prayers of Pastor Tappau had ever made her feel. But Faith was sobbing, sobbing aloud, almost hysterically, and made no effort to rise, but lay on her outstretched arms spread out upon the settle. Lois and Pastor Nolan looked at each other for an instant. Then Lois said: 'Sir, you must go. My cousin has not been strong for some time, and doubtless she needs more quiet than she has had to-day.' Pastor Nolan bowed, and left the house; but in a moment he returned. Half opening the door, but without entering, he said: 'I come back to ask, if perchance I may call this evening to inquire how young Mistress Hickson finds herself?' But Faith did not hear this; she was sobbing louder than ever. 'Why did you send him away, Lois? I should have been better directly, and it is so long since I have seen him.'