CHILDREN IN FAMILY WORSHIP.
We were all assembled for prayers in the evening. Even little Edith was there, although, during the reading of the chapter, she was busy nestling herself on the lounge for a nap. When the reading was concluded, her father, looking that way, and no doubt perceiving her intention, said:— "Edie, don't you want to sing 'There is a Happy Land?'" In an instant she sat upright, and the dear blue eyes were wide open as she answered:— "Well, then, you must sit up and help us." But without waiting for mamma to start it she began singing, her little childish voice leaping from word to word, until the whole of the beautiful hymn was sung. As those sweet words left her lips, Bright in that happy land
Beams every eye, it seemed as though her little eyes fairly danced and sparkled with delight. Mamma turned to look, thinking, no doubt, there must be an added luster. The round, rosy face turned itself up to her to meet the loving glance. But the brave, true voice never faltered. Oh, how the child loves to sing! And how pleased she is when papa selects something she knows, as "Happy Land," or "Little Travelers Zionward,"—something that she can understand, and feel they were written just for little folks like her. The little ones in the household are overlooked too much in this respect. If they could feel that these are indeed family prayers they would prepare their little hearts to enjoy them. Just as they do by looking forward with pleasure from week to week to their dear Sabbath-school, where the lesson, the pictures, the stories, and even the sweet, precious hymns, are all their own. I wonder, too, if the little ones could not always stay awake for prayers, if we that are older would remember to let them have some part in it. As for me, I feel so glad and happy to-night to think that in our song of praise there was fulfilled the prophecy which saith, "A little child shall lead them."—S. S. Times.