air, and Margaret and
Paul were regaining their strength. Nothing of an unusual character
occurred on board. Since the jam under the windlass, Paul Guidon
appeared more lively and conversed more freely. About four o'clock in
the afternoon of the second day after the storm, while the Indian was
sitting at the bow of the sloop, a school of porpoises was seen
approaching in as regular order as a company of British soldiers to a
charge. When the fish had approached to within a hundred yard's of the
sloop, the Indian threw up his hands and uttered a most mournful wail,
and staggered backward. Captain Godfrey rushed forward and caught Paul
as he was falling overboard. Both fell athwart the rail and all but into
the sea.

The Indian, who had not recovered sufficient strength to endure much
excitement or hardship, was in a high state of feverish bewilderment.
The Captain said: "Paul, what gave you such a fright?" He replied, "that
when he first saw the fish approaching, he thought that they were a lot
of canoes paddled by evil spirits from the dark, dismal hunting grounds
of thieving and murderous Indians, and that they were after him to carry
him away over the great waters to live in misery among them, because he
had left the wigwam and forsaken his mother's grave before two moons
were gone."

Early next morning Mrs. Godfrey relieved her husband at the helm;
Charlie assisting her. The Captain went below to rest, asking to be
called if anything out of the ordinary occurred. He had hardly closed
his eyes during the voyage, but fell asleep at his post during the
previous night, when the weather fortunately was fine and the sea quite
peaceful.

At about ten o'clock, a.m., Paul sighted something in the distance. He
called to Mrs. Godfrey to look in the direction of his hand, which he
was pointing over the port bow. She could see nothing, but she headed
the sloop in the direction that Paul gave, and in an hour's time had the
satisfaction of seeing what she supposed to be the outline of rocks or
land. She kept the vessel headed in toward what she supposed to be land,
and at three o'clock called her husband on deck. The Captain judged his
vessel to be on the east coast of Nova Scotia.

Margaret called her children around her, and asked Paul to sit down with
them. She opened the old service book and read a portion of scripture.
The deck was made an altar of the living God. From the deck fervent
prayer mingled with the voice of the