I don't suppose it will be any stupider than staying at home.

I get awful sick of that.

If I knew the way, maybe I would go." "Oh, I'll take you!" said Tip, in a quick, eager way.

He wanted to speak before his courage failed.
So Kitty, in her stiff blue sun-bonnet and green calico dress, went to Sabbath school.

There was no mission class for girls, so Mr.Parker sent her among the gaily-dressed little girls in Miss Haley's class; but Mr.
Holbrook detained Tip.
"Edward, you intend to come to Sabbath school regularly, don't you ?" "Yes, sir." "Then I think we must leave your place in the mission seat to be filled by some other boy, and you may come forward to my class." It is doubtful whether Tip will ever see a prouder or happier moment than that one in which he followed the minister down the long room to his _own_ class.