mn?" said the husband.

We found that our voices made a quartet. Susan was ready with her
beautiful contralto, Mrs. Blair sung the soprano, Mr. Blair the tenor,
and I the base.

THE BAPTISMAL HYMN.

"Lord, what our ears have heard,
Our eyes delighted trace--
Thy love, in long succession shown,
To Zion's chosen race.

"Our children thou dost claim,
And mark them out for thine;
Ten thousand blessings to thy name
For goodness so divine.

"Thee, let the fathers own,
And thee, the sons adore,
Joined to the Lord in solemn vows,
To be forgot no more.

"Thy covenant may they keep,
And bless the happy bands
Which closer still engage their hearts,
To honor thy commands.

"How great thy mercies, Lord!
How plenteous is thy grace!
Which, in the promise of thy love,
Includes our rising race.

"Our offspring, still thy care,
Shall own their fathers' God;
To latest times thy blessings share,
And sound thy praise abroad."

We saw them and their baggage on board the wagon that was to take them
over to the river; we waved our farewell, and sent our kisses; and, just
as they were turning a corner which hid them from our view, the father
stood up in the wagon, and held little Philip as high as he could (the
mother, of course, reaching up her arms to hold them both fast), as
though to catch the last benediction. The long, flowing white dress of
the child gave the picture a waving, vanishing effect, reminding us of
our first sight of the cascade, which, with the whole transaction to
which it gave occasion, has taken a permanent place in our sleeping and
waking dreams.

Chapter Ninth.

THE CHILDREN OF THE CHURCH.

Go, now, ye that are men, and serve the Lord.--PHARAOH.

We will go with our young, and with our old, with our sons, and with our
daughters.--MOSES.

Hosanna to the Son of David.--THE CHILDREN IN THE TEMPLE.

The children of thy servants shall continue, and their seed shall be
established before thee.--PSALM 102:28.

The reader will now be introduced, in imagination, to a seat in the
window of a country parsonage, with honeysuckle-vines trained over an
arched lattice-work that spans the window. There are several large
maples in the yard, which is a grass-plot, where six gentlemen are
enjoying pleasant conversation