"Isn't it sweet?" she asked, when she had finished.
"Say it again, my darling," said the colonel.
She went through it once more.
"Where is that hymn?" asked the colonel. "Is it in that book of hymns Marion has?"
"I don't know," said Bessie. "Mamma did not say it out of that; but we will see."
She slipped down from the sofa, and going for the hymn-book, brought it to the colonel. He began slowly turning over the leaves, looking for the hymn.
"Why, that is not the way," said Bessie; "don't you know how to find a hymn yet? Here is the way:" and she turned to the end of the book, and showed him the table of first lines. No, it was not there. "I'll ask mamma to lend you her book, if you want to yead it for yourself," said Bessie. "She will, I know."
"No, no," said the colonel, "I do not wish you to."
"But she'd just as lief, I know."
"Never mind, darling; I would rather not," said Colonel Rush, as he laid down the book.