"'Render unto the Lord thanksgiving.'"
The afternoon was devoted to the Harvest Home Festival, and a very pretty and successful service it was.
Long before three o'clock the main body of the church was filled with parents, friends, and anxious spectators, many of whom had never been inside of a church before. The front seats had been reserved for the Sunday-school, whose members marched in singing as a processional:—
"Come, ye thankful people, come,
Raise the song of Harvest Home,"
at the close of which the whole congregation rose and sang:—
"Praise God, from whom all blessings flow."
A brief opening service followed, the infant class chanting the Lord's prayer, the verses of Psalm lxv being read alternately by boys and girls, after which Psalm cxxi—
"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills"—
was sung by the whole school.
The infant class then came forward, and standing in a group before the desk recited each a text, which the superintendent called:—