t from London and added
to the ship's company at the last moment by Steinwitz. He proved to be
an excellent servant and a man of varied talents. He took a hand in
the cooking, mixed cocktails, and acted as valet to Mr. Donovan,
waited at table, made beds and kept the cabins beautifully clean. He
even found time to save the major domo from starvation by bringing him
soup and dry toast occasionally.

Captain Wilson, who could not get over the idea that he was being made
to look ridiculous, remained rather aloof during the voyage. He
accepted the cigars which Donovan pressed on him, and was civil to
Miss Daisy, but he made no pretence of enjoying himself. Mr. Phillips
was in high spirits the whole time. He fell in love with Miss Daisy
the moment he saw her. But there was nothing mournful or despairing
about the way the great passion took him. He never brooded in silence
over the hopelessness of his prospects; though as a subordinate
officer in the merchant service, he had not much chance of marrying
one of the richest heiresses in Europe. His devotion was like that of
a frisky terrier which gambols round an adored mistress. Miss Daisy
found him a most agreeable young man.

It was he, and not Captain Wilson, who came to her one evening with
the news that they might expect to sight Salissa next morning. Miss
Daisy scarcely slept. At five o'clock she was on the bridge. Captain
Wilson told her that she might safely go to bed again till seven or
eight. But she stayed where she was. Mr. Phillips fetched a cup of tea
for her at six and another at seven. She drank both and ate a good
deal of bread and butter. When at last the island appeared, a dim
speck on a clear horizon line, she danced with excitement, and sent
Mr. Phillips below to fetch her father. Mr. Donovan was at breakfast,
attended by Smith, and flatly refused to stir. Captain Wilson,
satisfied that the island lay just where he expected it, left the
bridge and joined Mr. Donovan. Miss Daisy and Mr. Phillips stood
together, their eyes fixed on the island.

Salissa is a beautiful island and had the good fortune to look its
best when its new queen saw it. The sky was cloudless. The sea was
almost calm. The island rose, clear outlined, from the blue water.
There are some islands, as there are some complexions, which are best
looked at in a light which is not too clear, which require a dimness,
a little mist, to make them beautiful. Salissa--Phillips would have
said the