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Minna kept on studying. She had gotten as
far as the twelfth verse, "Therefore, Ml things whatsoever ye would that men sluuld do to you, do ye even so to them.'' And there she stopped. "If you had forgotten about the prize," whispered conscience, "you would like Charlie to remind you." Minna hesitated a while, and then, with a sigh, she said, "Yes, I 'spcet that's mv 'what soever.' " And a little later you might have seen her hearing Charlie say his chapter. When the infant class met at Miss Lucy's to try for the prize, Charlie won it ; lie had by far the best memory of them all. "But, please. Miss Lucy," lie said, ns he saw the teacher take up her pen, "write Charlie and Minna Brent in it, 'cause if my sister had not reminded me, I would never have got that chapter learned in time." "Ah!" said Miss Lucy, "I see some of my little people have learned this beautiful ser mon by heart as well as by memory." ? Selected. Children's Letters J WAR RELIEF WORK. Dear Miss Helen: I am sending you eight quilt squares. My grandmother made live for me and mother three. Just as soon as they get some wool they are going to make some more. I am a little boy live years old, and quite fre quently go down to the "War Relief Hall" to cut rags for pillows for the poor soldiers. Hope you will be able to send lots of quilts for the soldiers. Your little new friend, Ivy Depot, Va. H. Fletcher Simms. Dear Fletcher: Thank you so much for the squares. It is good of mother and grand mother to help. It is fine that you can "do your bit" cutting rags for the pillows. H. A. HEBRON SUNDAY SCHOOL. Dear Miss Argyle: We three little girls are sending you, under separate cover, nine squares for the quilt. We belong to Hebron Sunday school. Mr. J. E. Trimble is our Su perintendent. We have had Sunday school every Sunday this winter. We have 192 on the roll. Our smallest attendance was 23, smallest collection $1.10. Our largest attend ance was 177 and our largest collection, ex cept special collections, was $7.22. With best wishes for the quilt, we are, Your little friends, Augusta Ilarmand, Frances Crawford and Jes sie Warren Brown. Staunton, Va., R 7. Dear Girls : Thank you for your squares. They have already been put into a quilt and are on their way to the soldiers. Your Sun day school has a good record for the winter. H. A. FLAGS. Dear Miss Argyle: I am a little girl seven years old. As this is my first winter at school, T have not learned to write well enough to write to you, so will have mamma write for me. I have two brothers older than I. Mamma reads the children's letters to us and we en joy them and the stories, too, so much. We have all been very much interested in your quilts, and mamma has made two squares which I am sending you. My oldest brother de signed the square with the French flag, Children's Sermon THE BOY WHO WENT TO SLEEP IN CHURCH. By Rev. Stuart Xve Hutchison, D. I). And as Paul was long preaching, he sunk down with sleep. ? Acts 19:9. Perhaps you have read of that city long ago called Troy, and of the wonderful things that happened there, of Achilles, and Ulysses, and Hector, and that wooden horse that the Greeks made to fool the people of Troy. Tf you have never read those stories T know that you will some time, and when you do 1 want you to remember what I am going to try and tell you this morning. One day, long after these things that I have been telling you about happened, the apostle Paul went to the city of Troy. He had been there before, but this was his farewell visit. The people of Troy asked Paul to preach them i a sermon before he went away. They had no church there, so some one loaned them a room in the third story of his house. When night came the people all gathered in that little room, and the candles were lighted and Paul started to preach. There was a boy there that night named Eutyehus. His mother might have had to stay home herself if she had not brought him. The people kept coming and coming till every place in the room was filled. There was a window nearby and Eutyclius' mother seat ed him in the window to make room for some one else. Then Paul began to preach. They did not have short sermons in those days. They were very long, and after a little Eutyehus began to feel very sleepy. He nodded and nodded till at last he went sound asleep, sit ting there in that window. His mother was so busy listening to what Paul said that she had forgotten about her little boy. All at once the boy gave a little start in his sleep and fell out that window down to the ground three stories. What a time there was thenl His mother shrieked and the meeting stopped and Paid and all the people went down to see what had happened. The apostle took the little fellow in his arms and spoke a few words to him, and he was as well as ever. This little story of Eutyclius reminds lis that we ought all to he very reverent in church. The church is God's house. If you were a guest in the home of some one else you would be very careful of everything in that house, be cause it belonged to your host. In the same way everything in the church is God's and we must be very careful of it. In the old days when the people came into the temple of God they had to put off their shoes, so that they could walk very softly. We do not put off our shoes, but we ought to walk very softly in God's house. This boy Eutychus went to sleep in God's house. There may have been some excuse for him, for he was a little boy, and it was past his bedtime and the sermon was very long, but there is no excuse for you not staying awake for a few minutes every Sunday morn ing. Suppose some one were to take you to see that good man President Wilson, and you should go to sleep while he was there talking to you, it isn't very likely that you would ever have the chance again to call on him. God wants us to be just as reverent and thought ful of him as we would be of our President or of some other great man. Then we ought all to be very careful how we hear. Our fathers and mothers are remind ing us very often that we ought to be careful what we say, and we all try hard. But there is something else that we must remember, and that is what we hear. Some children come to church and never hear a word that is said by the minister or that is read from the Bible. NTo wonder the service is not interesting. Things are always interesting when we listen. T know a minister in New York who gives a prize to the child in his church who remem bers most of his sermon every Sunday. We ought to listen, but we cannot listen if we are asleep or are thinking about something else. Norfolk, Va. mamma the other. Papa and the boys were very much interested in the squares, as the designs were flags. Wishing you much suc cess with the quilts, I am your little friend, Doris Virginia Heatwole. Dear Doris: Your squares with the flags were fine, indeed. They have been very much admired. Thank you and mamma very much. * H. A. LIKES THE LETTERS. Dear Presbyterian: I will answer Wini fred's question. Zachariah's wife was Eliza beth, the mother of John the Baptist. My mother takes your good paper. I like to read the letters in your good paper. I will ask a question: How long did it take to build the Temple of Solomon, and how long was Solo mon building his own house? Your friend, Laurel, Miss. Grace Andrews. Dear Grace: We are glad you like our let ters. Your question is good. See who can answer it. IT. A. ENJOYS READING THE STORIES. Dear Presbyterian : I go to the Presbyterian church, and my mother takes the Presbyterian. I enjoy reading the letters very much. I re cited the Child's Catechism three years ago and got my Testament, and hope I will soon finish the Shorter. I have one sister and one brother. I am in the sixth grade at school. My teacher's name is Miss Robinson. I like her very much. My little sister wrote you a letter and it has not been printed yet, but I hope both of ours soon will be. Your unknown friend, * 7 ? 3 Sumter, S. C. Marion Yates Dear Marion: I hope you are getting on well with the catechism. It means hard work, doesn't it? I am afraid little sister's letter got lost in the mail. Ask her if she won't write me another. H. A. , A AN INTERESTING FARM. Dear Presbyterian : Grandfather takes your paper. I sure do enjoy the letters and stories. I live on a big farm. Papa has 888 acres of j land. Our house is surrounded by large oak trees. I have some pet chickens. We have about forty head of hogs and four cows and two calves. Your unknown friend, Wellborn, Fla. Nellie Ruth Walter. | Dear Nellie: You certainly have a splendid place to live. A farm is a fine home, isn't it? ? Your pets are good, too. H. A.