sustained in my responsible position; and, as I look forward to the cares and duties of another year, I 'thank God and take courage.' And no doubt, as you look down into your own hearts and back on the events of the past year, you also see much cause for thanksgiving. Some of you remember how, when you tossed on beds of fever, God's presence rebuked the death-angel and you came back to a new and, as we trust, a better life. Many of you know how, while the pestilence raged around you, both you and your loved ones were safe from his fiery breath. Others of you can recall how, when the swift punishment that sometimes visits those who do not like to retain God in their knowledge and seek their own pleasure rather than his service came among us, it was not your boy, your brother, your dear one who met with a fearful and sudden death. Even such of you as have been called to suffer during the year that is gone by, to resist temptation, to conquer sin, to mourn over loved ones, or to meet poverty and distress, know that, having received help of the Lord, you continue unto this day. His strength has assured the hard-won victory, his presence has lightened the gloom, his hand wiped away the tear, his bounty fed the hungry. In all things he has more than kept his promises, and I call upon you this day to "'Render unto the Lord thanksgiving.'" The afternoon was devoted to the Harvest Home Festival, and a very pretty and successful service it was. Long before three o'clock the main body of the church was filled with parents, friends, and anxious spectators, many of whom had never been inside of a church before. The front seats had been reserved for the Sunday-school, whose members marched in singing as a processional:-- "Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of Harvest Home," at the close of which the whole congregation rose and sang:-- "Praise God, from whom all blessings flow." A brief opening service followed, the infant class chanting the Lord's prayer, the verses of Psalm lxv being read alternately by boys and girls, after which Psalm cxxi-- "I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills"-- was sung by the whole school. The infant class then came forward, and standing in a group before the desk recited each a text, which the superintendent called:-- "Autumn Leaves from the Tree of Life." The verses were selected with great taste and care, and the little ones did their part well. The following are some of those selected:-- Exodus xxvi, 16. Leviticus xxii, 10. Psalms l, 19; cxlv, 14; cxxxvi, 1, 25. Isaiah lv, 10. 1 Corinthians x, 26. Hebrews xiii, 2. Revelations xix, 5. The very little folks here closed their part of the performance with a "Harvest Song," in which they had been well drilled. Then the older classes arose and recited selected portions of Scripture in unison, class by class.