"Majestic sweetness sits enthroned
Upon the Saviour's brow."
To this Mr. Manly beat time loudly with his foot on the floor.
Richard's voice trembled as he began:
"O God, we are strangers who have met here; but thou knowest our hearts, and whether we love thee."
"Amen!" shouted Mr. Manly.
This response so disconcerted the poor boy, unused to such interruptions, that, he was obliged to begin his prayer again. He had repeated his first words when the visitor called out in a more earnest tone—
"Hallelujah!"
The perspiration started in groat drops all over Richard's face. He paused a minute. There was no help for it, he must begin again. This time he went on a little farther, when a loud shout—
"Praise the Lord!" set to flight every proper thought. He said, "amen," and arose from his knees, in a singular state of mind, between laughing and crying.
The limits of my true history of Richard Stuart, only allow me to add in brief, that having accomplished the object of his journey in a most satisfactory manner; and having made friends for life of good Mr. and Mrs. Brown, he returned home, and soon went back to school where he remained till the end of his year.