and go to a strange one?"

"Because, mother, Abba has often told me what a good school they have,
and how much she loves it."

"Well, as you are very anxious to go, I will grant your request this
once, on condition that it must never be repeated."

The next morning, this pleasant little girl was up very early to make
ready to go with her friend to the new Sabbath school.

She was delighted with all she saw and heard; and when the pastor took
her by the hand, she said to herself, "I wish mother would permit me to
come here every Sunday. I will ask her, at any rate." After the school
was dismissed, she went home, revolving in her mind what she should say
to obtain her mother's consent.

Her mother observed how thoughtful she appeared, and said to her, "Emma,
how did you like Abba's Sunday school?"

"Oh, mother! I was so happy; do let me go there. They sing so sweetly,
and the pastor was so kind. He had an affectionate word for all. Their
superintendent, too, was so pleasant, I know I should love him."

Her mother said to her, with a very sorrowful countenance, "Do you know,
my child, that they teach very erroneous doctrines there, in regard to a
future life? They teach that all will be eventually holy and happy, both
the good and the bad."

"But, mother, I should think it would make us all happy to believe so.