nting, 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."

Dexie did not know whether to be amused, hurt or vexed. The words uttered
were words of rebuke, but the odd manner in which they were said and the
humorous twinkle in the minister's eyes did not well agree. He waited a
moment for her answer, still holding her hand and looking down into her
face with a serio-comic expression quite unlike a clergyman, until Dexie
answered, in a low tone,

"I will remember what you said, and will always sing when I can, though I
should not like to be spoken to right out in church very often."

"That's