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Northbourne air, the restfulness of country life, and God's goodness,
have combined to set up Philip Price as a robust man. He had been
ailing so long in the old days, that he had got well-nigh accustomed to
being a semi-invalid. But, nowadays, he has become so strong that he
has forgotten what ailing means--in his own person that is, for he is a
man of keen sympathies with all concerning his fellow-men.

With renewed health he had thrown himself more vigorously than ever
into his work of teaching; but other things were in store for him.

On Mr. Vesey's unexpected death, the living of Northbourne was vacant,
of course. Philip Price did not dream of more than a fleeting wish
than it might have fallen to himself.

Other people, however, went a step further than wishing. The captain,
it so happened, was a cousin of the patron of the parish. With all his
energy he set about procuring the living for one to whom he would ever
feel bound by ties of gratitude.

'If he be a thorough gentleman, a Christian through and through, and an
honourable man, why--let him have it!' said the patron testily. This
unexpected compliance was so astounding that the old sailor felt thrown
back on himself, as it were, and returned slightly bewildered by his
own success.

In due time the new vicar and his mother, two proud and happy people,
settled down in the Vicarage house which stares across the bay at the
Bunk.

In the Carnegys' home the only changes are most happy ones. Since the
captain gave up allowing his hobby to be his master, and has taken a
keener interest in his boys' and girls' daily life, all things are
brighter at the Bunk. The old naval officer is never happier than when
on the water with his family-crew, and has presented each of his boys
with a canoe, to the pride and glory of not only themselves, but the
entire fishing community.

Theo still pulls Queenie and Queenie's ever-increasing doll-family
about the bay, but in a new 'Theodora.' But the tall, sweet-faced
sister, of whom the Carnegy boys are so proud, seldom rows across to
the Vicarage nowadays. Some folk wonder why. Others, who are wiser,
smile and say that perhaps 'Miss Theedory' will go across some day and
land for life at the Vicarage. And less likely things have happened.
Indeed, Jerry Blunt is engaged in training a young bullfinch as a
wedding-present, though nobody can induce him to say for whom. But
people cannot help shrewdly guessing, whe