bother me any, and if you don't mind I'll do them out loud. Don't you
stop eating, though. Hobbs, stop your wandering around there and sit
down and listen." Barry took his Bible.

"Cameron," he said, "one comfort in reading the Bible to a chap with a
father like yours is that you know all about the thing already--context,
historical references and theological teaching--therefore, no need of
comment. Also you have a good imagination to see things. Turn on the
juice while I read. Hobbs, you waken up, too."

Then he began to read the vivid words which picture as in miniature
etchings the life stories of the heroes of Faith who in their day held
their generation steady and pointed the way to duty and victory. As he
read his face became alight, his dark eyes glowed, his voice thrilled
under the noble passion of the words he read. Then he came to this
stately peroration:

"And what shall I more say? For the time would fail me to tell of
Gideon," and so on through the list of heroes, "Who through faith
subdued kingdoms, wrought righteousness, obtained promises, stopped the
mouths of lions, (of whom the world was not worthy). Wherefore seeing we
also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay
aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let
us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus,
the author and finisher of our faith, who, for the joy that was set
before him, endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at
the right hand of the throne of God."

Both reader and hearers were swept along upon the tide of dramatic
passion. They were themselves a part of the great and eternal conflict
there pictured; they, too, were called upon to endure the cross.

Cameron had forgotten his breakfast, and with his kindling eyes
fastened upon the reader's face, was listening to the noble music of the
thrilling words.

Barry closed his book and laid it down.

"Great, eh! Wonderful company! All the finest and the best of the war's
heroes are in it. Now, then, prayer--" He dropped on his knees, Cameron
and Hobbs following his example.

It was a prayer chiefly of thanksgiving for those who in their day
and in the face of anguish and terror and death had kept the faith; of
thanksgiving, too, for all who in this present day of sacrifice in the
home land and of sacrifice upon the field of battle were keeping that
same faith for the Empire and for this same sac