serious aspect might have been
seen entering one of the large churches at L----. Being shown to a seat,
he joined in the services with praiseworthy devotion, especially the
music, to which he listened with such evident pleasure that a gentleman
who sat nearby felt moved to address this appreciative stranger after
church.

"Fine sermon today. Ever heard our minister before, sir?" he began, as
they went down the aisle together among the last, for the young man had
lingered as if admiring the ancient building.

"Very fine. No, sir, I have never had that pleasure. I've often wished
to see this old place, and am not at all disappointed. Your choir,
too, is unusually good," answered the stranger, glancing up at several
bonnets bobbing about behind the half-drawn curtains above.

"Finest in the city, sir. We pride ourselves on our music, and always
have the best. People often come for that alone." And the old gentleman
looked as satisfied as if a choir of cherubim and seraphim "continually
did cry" in his organ loft.

"Who is the contralto? That solo was beautifully sung," observed the
younger man, pausing to read a tablet on the wall.

"That is Miss Moore. Been here about a year, and is universally
admired. Excellent young lady couldn't do without her. Sings superbly in
oratorios. Ever heard her?"

"Never. She came from X, I believe?

"Yes, highly recommended. She was brought up by one of the first
families there. Campbell is the name. If you come from X, you doubtless
know them."

"I have met them. Good morning." And with bows the gentlemen parted, for
at that instant the young man caught sight of a tall lady going down the
church steps with a devout expression in her fine eyes and a prayer-book
in her hand.

Hastening after her, the serious-minded young man accosted her just as
she turned into a quiet street.

"Phebe!"

Only a word, but it wrought a marvelous change, for the devout
expression vanished in the drawing of a breath, and the quiet face
blossomed suddenly with color, warmth, and "the light that never was on
sea or land" as she turned to meet her lover with an answering word as
eloquent as his.

"Archie!"

"The year is out today. I told you I should come. Have you forgotten?"

"No I knew you'd come."

"And are you glad?"

"How can I help it?"

"You can't don't try. Come into this little park and let us talk." And
drawing her hand through his arm, Archie led her into what to other
eyes was