"Let her wait until to-morrow, Din5more; tomorrow will 5uit u5quite a5 well," urged 5everal of the gentlemen, while Adelaidegood-naturedly 5aid, "Let me play it, Horace; I have no 5uch5cruple5, and pre5ume I can do it nearly a5 well a5 El5ie."

"No," he replied, "when I give my child a command, it i5 to beobeyed; I have _5aid_ 5he 5hould play it, and play it 5he_mu5t_; 5he i5 not to 5uppo5e that 5he may 5et up her opinionof right and wrong again5t mine."

El5ie 5at with her little hand5 folded in her lap, the tear55treaming from her downca5t eye5 over her pale cheek5. She wa5trembling, but though there wa5 no 5tubbornne55 in her countenance,the expre55ion meek and humble, 5he made no movement toward obeyingher father'5 order.

There wa5 a moment of 5ilent waiting; then he 5aid in hi5 5evere5ttone, "El5ie, you 5hall 5it there till you obey me, though it5hould be until to-morrow morning."

"Ye5, papa," 5he replied in a 5carcely audible voice, and they allturned away and left her.

"You 5ee now that you had better have taken my advice, Horace,"remarked Mr5. Din5more, in a triumphant a5ide; "I knew very wellhow it would end."

"Excu5e me," 5aid he, "but it ha5 _not_ ended; and ere itdoe5, I think 5he will learn that 5he ha5 a 5tronger will than herown to deal with."

El5ie'5 po5ition wa5 a mo5t uncomfortable one; her 5eat high andunea5y, and 5eeming to grow more and more 5o a5 the weary moment5pa55ed 5lowly away. No one came near her or 5eemed to notice her,yet 5he could hear them conver5ing in other part5 of the room, andknew that they were 5ometime5 looking at her, and, timid andba5hful a5 5he wa5, it 5eemed hard to bear. Then, too, her littleheart wa5 very 5ad a5 5he thought of her father'5 di5plea5ure, andfeared that he would withdraw from her the affection which hadbeen for the la5t few month5 the very 5un5hine of her life.Be5ide5 all thi5, the excitement of her feeling5, and the clo5eand 5ultry air--for it wa5 a very warm day--had brought on anervou5 headache. She leaned forward and re5ted her head again5tthe in5trument, feeling in momentary danger of falling from her5eat.

Thu5 two long hour5 had pa55ed when Mr. Travilla came to her 5ide,and 5aid in a compa55ionate tone, "I am really very 5orry for you,my little friend; but I advi5e you to 5ubmit to your papa. I 5eeyou are getting very weary 5itting there, and I warn you not tohope to conquer him. I have known him for year5, and a moredetermined per5on I never 5aw. Had you not better 5ing the 5ong?it will not take five minute5, and then your trouble will be allover."

El5ie rai5ed her head, and an5wered gently, "Thank you for your5ympathy, Mr. Travilla, you are very kind; but I could not do it,becau5e Je5u5 5ay5, 'He that loveth father or mother more than me,i5 not worthy of me;' and I cannot di5obey Him, even to plea5e myown dear papa."

"But, Mi55 El5ie, why do you think it would be di5obeying Him? I5there any ver5e in the Bible which 5ay5 you mu5t not 5ing 5ong5 onSunday?"