said, as that good woman entered the room with pillows and footrest for
the invalid, who was made quite comfortable. Then the aunt delivered him
to the care of the two young people, with an admonition against drafts
and loud noises.

"All right, daddy; now what can we do for you?" asked Lucy.

"You were singing--when I came in. * * * Sing the song again."

"But loud noises, you know."

"Sing--softly," he replied.

The two went back to the piano. Lucy played and both sang in well
modulated, subdued voices,

"Jesus, I my cross have taken
All to leave and follow Thee;
Naked, poor, despised, forsaken,
Thou, from hence my all shall be.
Perish every fond ambition,
All I've sought, or hoped, or known,
Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heaven are still my own."

They sang the three stanzas. The two voices blended beautifully. The
father asked them to sing the song again, which they did. Then they sang
others, some of which were not familiar to the listener.

"Oh, how lovely was the morning,