ENTERING IN.

Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2303, 16 December 1889, Page 2

ENTERING IN.

(Bf the Rev Caleb Wnitefoord MA) The chu/ch was dim and silent With the hunh before tho prayer ; Only the solemn trembling Of the orgau stirred the air. Without the awcet, still sunshine ; Within the holy oalm, Whore prioet and people waited For the swolling of the pßalm. Slowly the door swang open, And a little baby girl, Brown eyed, with brown hair falling In muny a wavy oarl, Wiih eoft oheoka flashing hotly, Sly glances downward thrown, Aud email hands clasped before her, Stood in the aisle alone. Stood half -abashed, half frightened, Unknowing where to go, Whilo liko a wiod-rooked flower Hor form swayed to and fro ; And the changi g color fluttered In the little troubled face, As from side to side Bho wavered With a mute, imploring grace. It waa but for a moment ; What wondor that we smiled By nuoh u fitranaje, aweet pioture From holj thoughts bogullod? Up then roße someone softly, And many an eye grew dim, As through the tender ailenoe He bore the child with him. And I, I wondered, losing The sermon and the prayer, If when some time I enter, Tbe many mansion* fair, Aad stand abushol and drooping In the portal's goldon glow, Our God will send an angol To enow mo where to go !