sleep
by carrying it to and fro; his brother's wife was making bread. He raised
his hands.

"She's come back!" he cried. Then, recollecting himself, he said, more
quietly, "I mean I've seen the sec'tary."

CHAPTER XXIV.

ON THE OCEAN.

The evening of the next day saw "the Golden Shoemaker" steaming out of the
Mersey, on board the first-rate Atlantic liner on which his passage had
been taken by Messrs. Tongs and Ball. Miss Jemima had bidden her brother
a reluctant farewell. In her secret soul, she nursed a doubt, of which,
indeed, she was half-ashamed, as to the prospect of his safe return; and
she endeavoured to fortify her timorous heart by the utterance of sundry
sharp speeches concerning the folly of his enterprise.

The voyage across the great ocean, in the splendid _floating hotel_ in
which he had embarked was a new and delightful experience to "Cobbler"
Horn. But his peace of mind sustained brief disturbance on his being shown
to his quarters on board the vessel. His lawyers had, as a matter of
course, taken for their wealthy client a first-class passage. It had not
occurred to him to give them any instructions on the point, and they had
taken it for granted that they were doing what he would desire. Perhaps,
if they had asked him, he might, in his ignorance of such matters, have
said, "Oh yes, first-class, by all means." But when he saw the splendid
accommodation which his money had procured, he started back, and said to
the attendant:

"This is much too grand for me. Can't I make a change?"

The attendant stared in surprise.

"'Fraid not sir," he said, "every second-class berth is taken."

"I don't mind about the money," said "Cobbler" Horn hastily. "But I should
be more comfortable in a plainer cabin," and he looked around uneasily at
the luxurious and splendid appointments of the quarters which had been
assigned to him, as his home, for the next few days.

The attendant, regarding with a critical eye the modest attire and
unassuming demeanour of "Cobbler" Horn, inwardly agreed with what this
somewhat eccentric passenger had said.

"The only way, sir," said the man, at length, "is to get some one to
change with you."

"Ah, the very thing! How can it be managed?"

The attendant mused with hand on chin.

"Well, sir," he said, gliding into an interrogative tone, "if you really
mean it----?"

"Most certainly I do."

"Then I think I