Vesper Service.

Rev. Washington Gladden spoke at chapel yesterday afternoon on the text: "What house will ye build me, saith the Lord."

In the old fairy tale, the house was built from the top downwards, first the chimney and last of all the foundations. Even today we do much the same thing. We build our lofty ideal castles in the air, and then the task confronts us of adding to them the foundations which shall make them materialize. Those who can do this are those who achieve success. And it is a hard task. We belong to two worlds, the real and the ideal, and each has its share in our lives. All things have birth in the former; but they must gain their full development in the latter before they become of value to mankind.

Some of us build more castles in the air than there is room for on the earth, and from these we must learn to select those deals which are worthy and beautiful. The selection must be made with great care; for no one will, after a mature deliberation, choose an unworthy idea. It is the lack of thought, the lack of careful planning, which leaves one without any high conceptions and makes ones life a failure.

And how are we to learn this art of selecting such of our air castles as are most likely to materialize? Our common sense and our consciences must teach us. Experience, too, can help us, but it is too likely to discourage by showing all the difficulties which will confront us when we try to make our ideals take material form. It is true that no house can contain the Lord, but we have the power of building by our lives one in which He will be well pleased to dwell.

The choir sang "Honour the Lord," by J Stainer, and "Hark, hark my soul," by Shelley. Mendelssohn's Oratorio of St. Paul "But the Lord is mindful of His own" was sung unusually well by Willie MacDonald, the soloist,