All this because he loved us; all this because he wanted to make us rich, and without his death to buy our forgiveness there was no other way.

"Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins." Daisy forgot even Mr.Dinwiddie in thinking of that wonderful One.

She thought she had never seen before how good he is, or how beautiful; she had never felt how loving and tender Jesus is in his mercy to those that seek him, and whom _he_ came to seek first; she never saw "the kindness and love of God our Saviour" before.

As the story went on, again and again Daisy would see a cloud or mist of tears come over the brightness of those brilliant eyes; and saw the lips tremble; and Daisy's own eyes filled and ran over and her cheeks were wet with tears, and she never knew it! But when Mr.Dinwiddie stopped she was so full of gladness in her little heart,--gladness that this beautiful Saviour loved her and that she loved him, that although if she _could_ have been sorry, she would have been very sorry that the sermon was over, she was not; she could be nothing but glad.
She thought they were going home then, after the hymn was sung; but in her thoughts she had missed some words not spoken by Mr.Dinwiddie.

And now she perceived that not only it was sacrament day, which she had seen before; but further, that the people who would not share in that service were going, and that Miss Underwood was staying, and by consequence she must stay too.