Shall expect you by the third, _certainly_ .-- "Yours, etc., "BOB TURNER." These letters came on Saturday evening.

The next morning, in Sabbath school, when the superintendent's bell rang, the minister left his class of mission scholars, and went up the aisle towards the altar, pausing first to speak with a bright-eyed little lady, who sat before her class of bright-eyed little girls.
"Kitty, where is Howard ?" "At home, coaxing a fit of sick headache." "Well, here are letters that will interest you both,--came last evening; one contains an invitation.

Tell Howard I think we must try to go.

Mother bade me tell you she wanted to see you at the parsonage in the morning; she is not out to-day." Then he went on.

The scholars began to sit up straight, and fold their arms; they knew they must listen if they wanted Mr.Lewis to talk to them.