ence and surrounded her death with more than
ordinary importance. Every one in the Rectangle knew that Loreen was
at this moment lying in the Page mansion up on the avenue.
Exaggerated reports of the magnificence of the casket had already
furnished material for eager gossip. The Rectangle was excited to
know the details of the funeral. Would it be public? What did Miss
Page intend to do? The Rectangle had never before mingled even in
this distant personal manner with the aristocracy on the boulevard.
The opportunities for doing so were not frequent. Gray and his wife
were besieged by inquirers who wanted to know what Loreen's friends
and acquaintances were expected to do in paying their last respects
to her. For her acquaintance was large and many of the recent
converts were among her friends.

So that is how it happened that Monday afternoon, at the tent, the
funeral service of Loreen was held before an immense audience that
choked the tent and overflowed beyond all previous bounds. Gray had
gone up to Virginia's and, after talking it over with her and
Maxwell, the arrangement had been made.

"I am and always have been opposed to large public funerals," said
Gray, whose complete wholesome simplicity of character was one of
its great sources of strength; "but the cry of the poor creatures
who knew Loreen is so earnest that I do not know how to refuse this
desire to see her and pay her poor body some last little honor. What
do you think, Mr. Maxwell? I will be guided by your judgment in the
matter. I am sure that whatever you and Miss Page think best, will
be right."

"I feel as you do," replied Mr. Maxwell. "Under the circumstances I
have a great distaste for what seems like display at such times. But
this seems different. The people at the Rectangle will not come here
to service. I think the most Christian thing will be to let them
have the service at the tent. Do you think so, Miss Virginia?"

"Yes," said Virginia. "Poor soul! I do not know but that some time I
shall know she gave her life for mine. We certainly cannot and will
not use the occasion for vulgar display. Let her friends be allowed
the gratification of their wishes. I see no harm in it."

So the arrangements were made, with some difficulty, for the service
at the tent; and Virginia with her uncle and Rollin, accompanied by
Maxwell, Rachel and President Marsh, and the quartet from the First
Church, went down and witnessed one of the strange things of