When they were all seated at the table, every little head bowed with their mother's.
"I think Grace may ask the blessing," said Sister Maddon.
"God bless the food prepared for our use. May it strengthen and help us for the work before us. Amen," said Grace softly.
Venna looked from one face to the other with admiration.
"What a perfect home picture, Sister Maddon! And this custom of asking the blessing—I like it so much. Something you seldom see in the East."
After a "homey" lunch, which Venna enjoyed more because of the merry faces of the children, Mrs. Maddon and Venna went upstairs alone.
"I want to show you some pictures of the West," she said, taking out a large portfolio full of photographs.
"This was my home," she said, looking fondly at a picture of a large, comfortable house with surrounding porches, upon which played the children.
"Bless their hearts! How they did love the freedom out there. There's no open places for them to play here."
"Are all Mormon families as large as yours?" asked Venna.