blessing?"

"Yes, indeed I do," declared Prudence. Then she explained patiently:
"Oh, it is on the children's account, you know. They have always
longed for a big romantic barn to play in. We've never had anything
but a shed, and when father went to Conference this year, the twins
told him particularly to look out for a good big barn. They said we'd
be willing to put up with any kind of a parsonage, if only we might
draw a barn for once. You can't imagine how happy this dear old place
will make them, and I was happy on their account. That's why I
couldn't resist saying my prayers,--I was so happy I couldn't hold in."

As they walked slowly toward the house, Mrs. Adams looked at this
parsonage girl in frank curiosity and some dismay, which she strongly
endeavored to conceal from the bright-eyed Prudence. The Ladies had
said it would be so nice to have a grown girl in the parsonage!
Prudence was nineteen from all account, but she looked like a child
and--well, it was not exactly grown-up to give thanks for a barn, to
say the very least! Yet this girl had full charge of four younger
children, and was further burdened with the entire care of a
minister-father! Well, well! Mrs. Adams sighed a little.

"You are tired," said Prudence sympathetically. "It's so hot walking,
isn't it? Let's sit on the porch until you are nicely rested. Isn't
this a lovely yard? And the children will be so happy to have this
delicious big porch. Oh, I just adore Mount Mark already."

"This is a fine chance for us to get acquainted," said the good woman
with eagerness.