A Beautiful Church Service At Vienna

Pastor Skene of Trinity Methodist church in Springfield, Mass., now touring in Europe, writes thus interestingly to Zion's Herald of attending service at the beautiful Greek church in Vienna: When the service opens no priest is In sight. A responsivo service ot Greek readings is conducted by two young men, dressed in comnion citizens clothing, sitting on opposite sides oi the church. The reading is monotonous and grows wearisome, till we begin to hear a lx)w under tone from within the sacred enclosure at the east. The voice is rich and deep, and every moment grows moredistinct. Theyoung men cease their reading and a éurpliced lad, carrying a huge lighted can die, swings open the centre doors and in the dim light by the richly-furnished altar, in the holy place, we see the priest reading from the holy book. His face is covered with aheavybeard as black as the raven. His robes are of a creamy white, richly embroidered with gold. His head is covered with a high round cap of plain black cloth. He continúes the Greek reading, but does not advance beyond the door-way. As he solemnly intones the service there is a sudden burst of song above our heads, as if the heavens were really opened and the hosts were again chanting their sweetest songs. The effect can never be described. The cold chills went over me again and again, and breathing was dïfficult for a time. My jvhole being was thrilled as never before. So though the halfhour's service which followed these outbursts of magnificent musio surprised UB, and though we understood not a word of thöEorvice, we worshiped sincerely the God in whose name these strange people were met.