the　mission；　nor　by　Davidfor　those　Yankee　traders　are　not　the　most
  edifying　societyand　the　crew　vowed　they　were　cannibals；　and　had
  eaten　a　man　three　years　ago；　so　they　all　went　ashore　armed。〃
  〃You　stayed　with　him；〃　said　Margaret。
  〃Ay；　it　was　my　turn；　and　I　was　glad　enough　to　have　some　fresh　fruit
  and　water　for　him；　but　he　could　not　take　any　notice　of　it。　　Did　not
  I　want　you；　papa？　　Well；　by　and　by；　Owen　came　back；　in　a　perfect
  rapture　with　the　place　and　the　people；　and　said　it　was　the　only　hope
  for　Mr。　Ernescliffe；　to　take　him　on　shore〃
  〃Then　you　did　really　go　amongst　the　cannibals！〃　exclaimed　Blanche。
  〃That　is　all　nonsense；〃　said　Harry。　　〃Some　of　them　may　once　have
  been；　and　I　fancy　the　heathens　might　not　mind　a　bit　of　'long　pig'
  still；　but　these　have　been　converted　by　the　Samoans。〃
  The　Samoans；　it　was　further　explained；　are　the　inhabitants　of　the
  Navigator　Islands；　who；　having　been　converted　by　the　Church
  Missionary　Society；　have　sent　out　great　numbers　of　most　active　and
  admirable　teachers　among　the　scattered　islands；　braving　martyrdom　and
  disease；　never　shrinking　from　their　work；　and；　by　teaching　and
  example；　preparing　the　way　for　fuller　doctrine　than　they　can　yet
  impart。　　A　station　of　these　devoted　men　had　for　some　years　been
  settled　in　this　island；　and　had　since　been　visited　by　the　missions　of
  Newcastle　and　New　Zealand。　　The　young　chief；　whom　Harry　called　David；
  and　another　youth；　had　spent　two　summers　under　instruction　at　New
  Zealand；　and　had　been　baptised。　　They　were　spending　the　colder　part
  of　the　year　at　home；　and　hoped　shortly　to　be　called　for　by　the
  mission…ship　to　return；　and　resume　their　course　of　instruction。
  Owen　had　come　to　an　understanding　with　the　chief　and　the　Samoans；　and
  had　decided　on　landing　his　lieutenant；　and　it　was　accordingly　done；
  with　very　little　consciousness　on　the　patient's　part。　　Black　figures；
  with　woolly　mop…heads；　and　sometimes　decorated　with　whitewash　of
  lime；　crowded　round　to　assist　in　the　transport　of　the　sick　man
  through　the　surf；　and　David　himself；　in　a　white　European　garb；　met
  his　guests；　with　dignified　manners　that　would　have　suited　a　prince　of
  any　land；　and　conducted　them　through　the　grove　of　palms；　interspersed
  with　white　huts；　to　a　beautiful　house　consisting　of　a　central　room；
  with　many　others　opening　from　it；　floored　with　white　coral　lime；　and
  lined　with　soft　shining　mats　of　Samoan　manufacture。　　This；　Harry
  learned；　had　been　erected　by　them　in　hopes　of　an　English　missionary
  taking　up　his　abode　amongst　them。
  They　were　a　kindly　people；　and　had　shown　hospitality　to　other
  Englishmen；　who　had　less　appreciated　it　than　these　young　officers
  could。　　They　lavished　every　kindness　in　their　power　upon　them；　and
  Mr。　Ernescliffe；　at　first；　revived　so　much；　that　he　seemed　likely　to
  recover。
  But　the　ship　had　completed　her　repairs；　and　was　ready　to　sail。　　The
  two　midshipmen　thought　it　would　be　certain　death　to　their　lieutenant
  to　bring　him　back　to　such　an　atmosphere；　〃and　so；〃　continued　Harry's
  letter　to　his　father；　〃I　thought　there　was　nothing　for　it　but　for　me
  to　stay　with　him；　and　that　you　would　say　so。　　I　got　Owen　to　consent；
  after　some　trouble；　as　we　were　sure　to　be　fetched　off　one　time　or
  another。　　We　said　not　a　word　to　Mr。　Ernescliffe；　for　he　was　only
  sensible　now　and　then；　so　that　Owen　had　the　command。　　Owen　made　the
  skipper　leave　me　a　pistol　and　some　powder；　but　I　was　ashamed　David
  should　know　it；　and　stowed　it　away。　　As　to　the　quarter…master；　old
  Jennings；　whose　boy　you　remember　we　picked　up　at　the　Roman　camp；　he
  had　not　forgotten　that；　and　when　we　were　shaking　hands　and　wishing
  good…bye；　he　leaped　up；　and　vowed　'he　would　never　leave　the　young
  gentleman　that　had　befriended　his　boy；　to　be　eaten　up　by　them　black
  savage　niggers。　　If　they　made　roast…pork　of　Mr。　May；　he　would　be
  eaten　first；　though　he　reckoned　they　would　find　him　a　tougher
  morsel。'　　I　don't　think　Owen　was　sorry　he　volunteered；　and　no　words
  can　tell　what　a　blessing　the　good　old　fellow　was　to　us　both。
  〃So　there　we　stayed；　and；　at　first；　Mr。　Ernescliffe　seemed　mending。
  The　delirium　went　off；　he　could　talk　quite　clearly　and　comfortably；
  and　he　used　to　lie　listening；　when　David　and　I　had　our　odd　sort　of
  talks。　　I　believe；　if　you　had　been　there；　or　we　could　have
  strenthened　him　any　way；　he　might　have　got　over　it；　but　he　never
  thought　he　should；　and　he　used　to　talk　to　me　about　all　of　you；　and
  said　Stoneborough　had　been　the　most　blessed　spot　in　his　life；　he　had
  never　had　so　much　of　a　home；　and　that　sharing　our　grief；　and　knowing
  you；　had　done　him　great　good；　just　when　he　might　have　been　getting
  elated。　　I　cannot　recollect　it　all；　though　I　tried　hard；　for
  Margaret's　sake；　but　he　said　Hector　would　have　a　great　deal　of
  temptation；　and　he　hoped　you　would　be　a　father　to　him；　and　Norman　an
  elder　brother。　　You　would　not　think　how　much　he　talked　of　Cocksmoor；
  about　a　church　being　built　there；　as　Ethel　wished；　and　little　Daisy
  laying　the　first　stone。　　I　remember　one　night；　I　don't　know　whether
  he　was　quite　himself；　for　he　looked　full　at　me　with　his　eyes；　that
  had　grown　so　large；　till　I　did　not　know　what　was　coming；　and　he　said；
  'I　have　seen　a　ship　built　by　a　sailor's　vow；　the　roof　was　like　the
  timbers　of　a　shipthat　was　right。　　Mind；　it　is　so。　　That　is　the　ship
  that　bears　through　the　waves；　there　is　the　anchor　that　enters　within
  the　veil。'　　I　believe　that　was　what　he　said。　　I　could　not　forget
  thathe　looked　at　me　so；　but　much　more　he　said；　that　I　dimly
  remember；　and　chiefly　about　poor　dear　Margaret。　　He　bade　me　tell　her…
  …his　own　precious　pearl；　as　he　used　to　call　herthat　he　was　quite
  content；　and　believed　it　was　best　for　her　and　him　both；　that　all
  should　be　thus　settled；　for　they　did　not　part　for　ever；　and　he
  trusted　But　I　can't　write　all　that。〃　　（There　was　a　great　tear…blot
  just　here）。　　〃It　is　too　good　to　recollect　anywhere　but　at　church。　　I
  have　been　there　to…day；　with　my　uncle　and　aunt；　and　I　thought　I　could
  have　told　it　when　I　came　home；　but　I　was　too　tired　to　write　then；　and
  now　I　don't　seem　as　if　it　could　be　written　anyhow。　　When　I　come　home；
  I　will　try　to　tell　Margaret。　　The　most　part　was　about　her；　only　what
  was　better　seemed　to　swallow　that　up。〃
  The　narrative　broke　off　here；　but　had　been　subsequently　resumed。
  〃For　all　Mr。　Ernescliffe　talked　as　I　told　you；　he　was　so　quiet　and
  happy；　that　I　made　sure　he　was　getting　well；　but　Jennings　did　not；
  and　there　came　an　old　heathen　native　once　to　see　us；　who　asked　why　we
  did　not　bury　him　alive；　because　he　got　no　better；　and　gave　trouble。
  At　last；　one　nightit　was　the　third　of　Augusthe　was　very　restless；
  and　could　not　breathe；　nor　lie　easily；　I　lifted　him　up　in　my　arms；
  for　he　was　very　light　and　thin；　and　tried　to　make　him　more
  comfortable。　　But　presently　he　said；　'Is　it　you；　Harry？　　God　bless
  you；'　and；　in　a　minute；　I　knew　he　was　dead。　　You　will　tell　Margaret
  all　about　it。　　I　don't　think　she　can　love　him　more　than　I　did；　and
  she　did　not　half　know　him；　for　she　never　saw　him　on　board；　nor　in　all
  that　dreadful　time；　nor　in　his　illness。　　She　will　never　know　what　she
  has　lost。〃
  There　was　another　break　here；　and　the　story　was　continued。
  〃We　buried　him　the　next　day；　where　one　could　see　the　sea；　close　under
  the　great　palm；　where　David　hopes　to　have　a　church　one　of　these　days。
  David　helped　us；　and　said　the　Lord's　Prayer　and　the　Glory　with　us
  there。　　I　little　thought；　when　I　used　to　grumble　at　my　two　verses　of
  the　psalms　every　day；　when　I　should　want　the　ninetieth；　or　how　glad　I
  should　be　to　know　so　many　by　heart；　for　they　were　such　a　comfort　to
  Mr。　Ernescliffe。
  〃David　got　us　a　nice　bit　of　wood；　and　Jennings　carved　the　cross；　and
  his　name；　and　all　about　him。　　I　should　have　liked　to　have　done　it；
  but　I　knocked　up　after　that。　　Jennings　thinks　I　had　a　sun…stroke。　　I
  don't　know；　but　my　head　was　so　bad；　whenever　I　moved；　that　I　thought
  only　Jennings　would　ever　have　come　to　tell　you　about　it。　　Jennings
  looked　after　me　as　if　I　had　been　his　own　son；　and　there　was　David
  too；　as　kind　as　if　he　had　been　Richard　himselfalways　sitting　by；　to
  bathe　my　forehead；　or；　when　I　was　a　little　better；　to　talk　to　me；　and
  ask　me　questions　about　his　Christian　teaching。　　You　must　not　think　of
  him　like　a　savage；　for　he　is　my　friend；　and　a　far　more　perfect
  gentleman　than　I　ever　saw　any　one；　but　you；　papa；　holding　the　command
  over　his　people　so　easily　and　courteously；　and　then　coming　to　me　with
  little　easy　first　questions　about　the　Belief；　and　such　things；　like
  what　we　used　to　ask　mamma。　　He　liked　nothing　so　well　as　for　me　to
  tell　him　about　King　David；　and　we　had　learned　a　good　deal　of　each
  other's　languages　by　that　time。　　The　notion　of　his　heartlike
  Cocksmoor　to　Ethelis　to　get　a　real　English　mission；　and　have　all
  his　people　Christians。　　Ethel　talked　of　good　kings　being　Davids　to
  their　line；　I　think　that　is　what　he　will　be；　if　he　lives；　but　those
  islanders　have　been　dying　off　since　Europeans　came　among　them。〃
  But　Harry's　letter　could　not　tell　what　he　confessed；　one　night；　to
  his　father；　the　next　time　he　was　out　with　him　by　starlight；　how
  desolate　he　had　been；　and　how　he　had　yearned　after　his　home；　and；　one
  evening；　he　had　been　utterly　overcome　by　illness　and　loneliness；　and
  had　crie