It came in the long prayer, about the middle.

Not in the perfunctory words of a ritual, but in the language of his choice, which varied according to what he believed to be the spiritual needs of the reigning House, and was at one period, touching certain of its members, though respectful, extremely candid.

The General Assembly of the Church of Scotland, "now in session," also--was it ever forgotten once?
And even the Prime Minister, "and those who sit in council with him," with just a hint of extra commendation if it happened to be Mr Gladstone.

The minister of Knox Church, Elgin, Ontario, Canada, kept his eye on them all.

Remote as he was, and concerned with affairs of which they could know little, his sphere of duty could never revolve too far westward to embrace them, nor could his influence, under any circumstances, cease to be at their disposal.