nk; will you kindly come and write for us? We want to put
down all the names that enlist in this department of work. This is
Number One. Put down, opposite to Number One, Mattie Van Dyke, Willie
Edwards, Mary Edwards, Maria Englefield."
Mr. Richmond went on giving the names until some eight or ten were
registered. The children looked delighted. It was great doings.
The next thing on Mr. Richmond's list was the "_School-singing_." He
explained that he wished the special attention of those who could give
it to this matter; that they should always stand ready to help the
singing in the Sunday-School, and make it just as good as it could be,
and keep it good; that they should not wait for others, if there was no
one to lead, but start the hymn themselves and carry it through with
spirit.
There were not so many that pledged themselves to this work; but, as
before, Maria was one.
The third thing, was "_Welcoming strangers and new scholars_" in the
church and in the school. Here a breeze sprung up. Mr. Richmond had
remarked upon the great importance of this duty and the common neglect
of it; nevertheless there seemed to be some prospect that the neglect
would continue. Mrs. Trembleton asked, "How were such strangers to be
welcomed?"
"What would you like yourself, Mrs. Trembleton? Suppose you were to go
to a strange church, where you knew nobody. Would it be pleasant to
have some one come up and take your hand and say you were welcome? and
give you a greeting when you met in the street?--perhaps come to see
you?"
"I think," said Mrs. Trembleton, after a pause, "it would depend a good
deal on who it was did it!"
"Whether it would be pleasant?" said Mr. Richmond, smiling. "But you do
not doubt that it would be pleasant to any stranger to have _you_ come
up and speak and shake hands, and do such offices of kindness?"
"It might be pleasant to them," said Mrs. Trembleton. "I don't think I
should like to do it to everybody."
"What do you say, Miss Benyon?" Mr. Richmond asked.
"Oh, I couldn't, Mr. Richmond!" the young lady answered, shrinking.
"I'll do it," spoke out one of the boys.
"George Lockwood will welcome strangers, Mr. Van Dyke," said the
minister. "And Willie Edwards holds up his hand,--and Ben Barth. But
shall we have none but the boys to do the welcoming? The new scholars
will not be all boys. Ah! there is Miss Peach; Ellen Peach, Mr. Van
Dyke;--and Maria Englefield,--and Sarah Bent."
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