"Oh, well now," answered Ellis, "there's no use in being stupid enough not to see that what Mr. Burrows says is true. I never saw any one change as he has in my life, but I'll be hanged if I like him as well as I did before he was so awful good; he's too nice for anything now-a-days." "Especially when he trips _you_, the minister's son, up, about twisting the Bible." Ellis's face glowed, but he was an honest boy. "He was right enough about that," he said promptly; "my father says it's wrong. But, if it will do you any good to know it, I haven't liked Tip so well since." "Say, Tip," said Will Bailey, hailing him at recess, "come here and give an account of yourself. They say you turned parson last night; did you?" "No," said Tip, with the greatest good humour, "I didn't." "Didn't you speak in meeting?" A quiet gravity spread itself over Tip's face. "I prayed in meeting," he answered soberly. "Oh, well, what did you pray for? Come, let's know." "I prayed for _you_." Tip spoke with quiet dignity. "Humph! Now, that's clever, certainly. Much obliged." And Will said no more. Certainly the boys had never talked so much about any prayer-meeting in their lives as they did about this one. So that was the way it commenced; such a little fire kindled it. Tip didn't know it; he never found it out; probably he never will, until he takes his crown in heaven. From the humble little prayer which Tip had offered sprang the first buddings of the great revival which God sent down to them. "Say," said Howard Minturn to Ellis on the next Thursday evening, "let's go over to prayer-meeting to-night. I really am dreadfully anxious to hear Tip speak." "No," answered Ellis, speaking hastily, more hastily than he often did to Howard. "I'm sure I don't care in the least to hear him, and I have enough to do without going there." Howard was _determined_ to go, and to find company. "Will, let's go to meeting to-night," he said, the next time he came across Will Bailey. Will looked at him in amazement. "What for?" "To hear Tip." "Oh!" said Will; "good! I'll go. Let's get a lot of the boys and go over; just to encourage him, you know." And they went. Tip and Kitty were there again; and again, with Tip, the struggle had to be gone through; his coward spirit whispered to him that the boys would only make fun of him if he said a word, and it would do more harm than good. His conscience answered, "Whosoever will deny Me on earth, him will I also deny before My Father which is in heaven." The solemn words conquered, and again Tip knelt down and prayed.