id ROUND THE WORLD CULTURE CLUB.

 

have officers,” said Mary Lee, who, as
president of the Junior Endeavor that met
every Sabbath at the school house, felt that
a club could not be run without its regu-
“JT think we shall
want but one officer, and that will be the
“Grand Chief Story-Teller,” said Harry

Brown, one of the assembled group. “That

larly elected officials.

is papa,” said Tom, and without prelimi-
naries Mr. Gray was elected.

“A story to-night, papa,” said Florence.
“Yes, yes, a story” chorused the children.
Mr. Gray smiled and said, “We have not
time to enter into any long descriptions and
T can tell but little.

T hardly know where

 

 

to begin, but the presence of so many hap-
py young faces recalls a visit to Hyde Park,
We had

spent the morning hours writing letters,

London, one afternoon last July.

for the day opened dark and rainy. At
about noon the sun came out and we went
to the park, a picture of which I secured
for ygu. This is one of the most popular
public resorts of London. Here gather
every bright day countless thousands of

The
park is beautifully laid out and has its

women, children and society people.

drives for carriages, its ground for tennis
and cricket and its playground for the chil-

dren.

 

ROTTEN ROW—HYDE PARK, LONDON.