neither," he thought again, as his horse crept cautiously down
the hill, for from the direction of the Robinsons' barn chamber
there floated out into the air certain burning sentiments set to
the tune of "Antioch." The words, to a lad brought up in the
orthodox faith, were quite distinguishable:

"Daughter of Zion, from the dust,
Exalt thy fallen head!"

Even the most religious youth is stronger on first lines than
others, but Abijah pulled up his horse and waited till he caught
another familiar verse, beginning:

"Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge,
And send thy heralds forth."

"That's Rebecca carrying the air, and I can hear Emma Jane's
alto."

"Say to the North,
Give up thy charge,
And hold not back, O South,
And hold not back, O South," etc.

"Land! ain't they smart, seesawin' up and down in that part they
learnt in singin' school! I wonder what they're actin' out,
singin' hymn-tunes up in the barn chamber? Some o' Rebecca's
doins, I'll be bound! Git dap, Aleck!"

Aleck pursued his serene and steady trot up the hills on the