he Ministry.
But you have brought up your lads in the fear of the Lord and Bruce
will serve his Maker well as a doctor, I've no fear. Yes, it's fine
news."

Mr. Sinclair was greedy of gain of the highest order for his flock, and
gave parents no rest if he thought they were not giving their children
the utmost education they could afford. It was largely due to him that
all Orchard Glen looked to the University rather than to the counting
house as the goal of those who would succeed, and that old Knox always
had an Orchard Glen boy helping to keep her halls noisy.

"Yes sir, it's grand to see another of our boys entering the
University," he went on, as though delivering his Sunday sermon. "And
now that Johnnie's got into the High School we'll have to head him for
the ministry. He's a bright lad that Johnnie of yours. Neil Lindsay
is the only boy we have in Knox now, and there must be another coming
along before he gets out. I was hoping I'd get Sandy Lindsay started
to the University this Fall, but he seemed to talk to-night as if he
wasn't sure of going. I'll be disappointed if Sandy doesn't get away
soon; I was hoping Allister would see him through. Sandy would make a
fine man in the pulpit. He's got the same gift as John. Man, I hope
he won't be kept back. We can't do without our representative in Knox,
Mr. McKenzie, the boys must be coming on. And your Johnnie will have
to be the next. Come away in, Mr. McKenzie, and we'll tell Mrs.
Sinclair, this is a day of good tidings. Come away in, man."

They stepped in at the Manse gate, and Christina and Gavin moved on
alone. She had almost forgotten his presence, but she turned to him
now, because she must have some one to confide in.

"Oh, Gavin, did you hear what he was saying, that Sandy might be a
minister some day!"

"But that would be a great thing, wouldn't it?" asked Gavin, surprised
out of his shyness at the grief in Christina's voice.

"But, I'm afraid--Sandy thinks we can't afford it this Fall. I mean
for him to go to college," whispered Christina in distress. "And if he
doesn't go now he may not go at all. He has had to wait so long."

Gavin forgot his shyness entirely in his efforts to comfort her.

"But you must not be feeling so bad," he said gently. "Is there no way
to help it?"

Christina suddenly remembered that Mr. Sinclair had often told her
mother that Gavin Grant had both the ability and the longing to be a
minister, but he