Can we be too earnest dear, when eternity hangs upon the use we make of time?
That thought is a continual spur to make me eager for my duty to my people." "Oh, I know it," Helen responded, laying her head upon his shoulder; "but don't work too hard." He put his arms about her, and the impulse which had been strong a moment before to speak to her of her own soul was forgotten.
These prayer-meetings were trials to Helen Ward.

She missed the stately Liturgy of her own church.

"I don't like to hear Elder Dean give the Almighty so much miscellaneous information," she said, half laughing, yet quite in earnest.

But she always went, for at least there was the pleasure of walking home with John.

Beside, practice had made it possible for her to hear without heeding, and in that way she escaped a great deal of annoyance.
This especial Wednesday evening, however, she had not been able to close her ears to all that was said.