of that church, so I conclude that I have not been benefited by attending that wonderful gathering; yet I have always thought that any religious service that does not inspire you with a desire to join heart and soul in it, is a miserable failure.  I am afraid if I had to choose between the two, I would rather be a dancing dervish than a McDonaldite.  However, perhaps if I understood the doctrines of each I might choose the other way.  But that brings me back to the beginning again, and makes me wonder how it is that no one seems to really know why they take the ‘jerks,’” turning to Mrs. Gardner.

“Well, since none of us do know, let us try to forget about them for the rest of the evening,” said she.  “It is a comfort to know that there is a religion which the simplest can understand, and a service in which we can all unite without committing any impropriety.”

A few preparations followed, and they were soon on their way to the Methodist chapel, where the reverential feeling that always filled Elsie’s heart when inside a place of worship was not now wanting, as it had been while inside the church of the McDonalds, and she followed the example of Mrs. Gardner and bowed her head in silent prayer.

The service was opened by singing a hymn—­one of those good old-fashioned, heartfelt songs that are dear to the hearts of all Christian people, whatever may be their Church or creed—­and a feeling of strong emotion filled Dexie’s heart as it rolled from the throats of the people around her, then her own clear, full notes rose above the assembled voices.

The minister lifted his eyes, and rested them a moment on the owner of the voice; but, thinking that he supposed she was just singing for effect, Dexie remained silent while the next verse was sung.  A look of disappointment was reflected on the faces of those around her; but Dexie was not prepared for the pointed rebuke that was given as the minister read out the next verse.

“When the Lord gives a good voice, He expects the owner to use it for His glory; so let all sing who can sing, and do not be afraid to praise God in His own house.”

Dexie felt that the words were directed to her, and wisely obeyed, fearing a more open command might be given her from the pulpit, and she detected the nod of approval that was given as she lifted her eyes to the preacher.

When the service was over, Mrs. Gardner introduced her young charges to those near her, and as the minister came down among his congregation he was presented to the strangers also.

A few pleasant words followed the introduction; then, drawing Dexie aside, he said: 

“I felt sorry to have to reprove you before the whole congregation, seeing that you were a stranger here; but after showing us that you could sing, it was very wrong and unkind to be silent.  You know, the verse says, ’Let those refuse to sing who never knew our Lord,’ and I would be sorry to place you on the left hand when you are so well able to sing God’s praises.”