nother matter; but that
the Christ he preaches moves the human heart as much as--and in the case
of the London artisan, more than--the current orthodox presentation of
him, I begin to have ocular demonstration.

'I was present, for instance, at his children's Sunday class the other
day. He had brought them up to the story of the Crucifixion, reading
from the Revised Version, and amplifying wherever the sense required it.
Suddenly a little girl laid her head on the desk before her, and with
choking sobs implored him not to go on. The whole class seemed ready to
do the same. The pure human pity of the story--the contrast between the
innocence and the pain of the sufferer--seemed to be more than they
could bear. And there was no comforting sense of a jugglery by which the
suffering was not real after all, and the sufferer not man but God.

'He took one of them upon his knee and tried to console them. But there
is something piercingly penetrating and austere even in the consolations
of this new faith. He did but remind the children of the burden of
gratitude laid upon them. "Would you let him suffer so much in vain? His
suffering has made you and me happier and better to-day, at this moment,
than we could have been without Jesus. You will understand how, and why,
more clearly when you grow up. Let us in return keep him in our hearts
always, and obey his words! It is all you can do for his sake, just as
all you could do for a mother who died would be to follow her wishes and
sacredly keep her memory."

'That was about the gist of it. It was a strange little scene,
wonderfully suggestive and pathetic.

'But a few more words about the Sunday service. After the address came a
hymn. There are only seven hymns in the little service book, gathered
out of the finest we have. It is supposed that in a short time they will
become so familiar to the members of the Brotherhood that they will be
sung readily by heart. The singing of them in the public service
alternates with an equal number of psalms. And both psalms and hymns are
meant to be recited or sung constantly in the homes of the members, and
to become part of the everyday life of the Brotherhood. They have been
most carefully chosen, and a sort of ritual importance has been attached
to them from the beginning. Each day in the week has its particular hymn
or psalm.

'Then the whole wound up with another short prayer, also repeated
standing, a commendation of the individual,