w, and we've
put away some of our picture-books. There have been revelations to tell
us we needed movements and exercises to quicken our spiritual powers,
and to give energy and unity to our worship, and there have been
revelations telling us to give them up; revelations bidding us to sing
more, revelations telling us to use wordless songs. Then anthems were
given us, and so it has gone on, for we have been led of the Spirit."

"I'd like more picture-books," pouted Hetty, under her breath.

To-day the service began with a solemn song, followed by speaking and
prayer from a visiting elder. Then, after a long and profound silence,
the company rose and joined in a rhythmic dance which signified the
onward travel of the soul to full redemption; the opening and closing of
the hands meaning the scattering and gathering of blessing. There was no
accompaniment, and both the music and the words were the artless
expression of fervent devotion.

[Illustration: SUSANNA SAT IN HER CORNER BESIDE THE AGED TABITHA]

Susanna sat in her corner beside the aged Tabitha, who would never dance
again before the Lord, though her quavering voice joined in the
chorus. The spring floor rose and fell under the quick rhythmic tread of
the worshipers, and with each revolution about the room the song gained
in power and fervor.

I am nev-er wea-ry bring-ing my
life un-to God, I am nev-er wea-ry
sing-ing His way is good. With the voice of an
an-gel with pow-er from a-bove, I would
pub-lish the bless-ing of soul-sav-ing love.

The steps grew slower and more sedate, the voices died away, the arms
sank slowly by the sides, and the hands ceased their movement.

Susanna rose to her feet, she knew not how or why. Her cheeks were
flushed, her head bent.

"Dear friends," she said, "I have now been among you for nearly three
months, sharing your life, your work, and your worship. You may well
wish to know whether I have made up my mind to join this Community, and
I can only say that although I have prayed for light, I cannot yet see
my way clearly. I am happy here with you, and although I have been a
church member for years, I have never before longed so ardently to
present my body and soul as a sacrifice unto the Lord. I have tried not
to be a burden to you. The small weekly sum that I put into the treasury
I will not speak of, lest I seem to think that the 'gift of God may be
purchased with money,' as the Scriptures say; but I h