A NEW SERVICE FOR THE SABBATH.
"AT what hour do you have to start for church?"
This was the question which Louise asked of her husband on Saturday evening, as she moved about their room making preparations for the next morning's toilet.
"Well," he said, "it is three miles, you know. We make an effort to get started by about half-past nine, though sometimes we are late. It makes hurrying work on Sunday morning, Louise. I don't know how you will like that."
"I shouldn't think there would be room in one carriage for all the family. Is there?"
"Room for all who go," Lewis said gravely.
"All who go! why, they all go to church, don't they?"
"Why, no; in fact, they never all go at one time; they cannot leave the house, you know."
Louise's bewildered look proved that she did not know.
"Why not?" she asked, with wonderment in tone and eyes. "What will happen to the house?"