y a sailor's vow; the roof was like the timbers
of a ship--that 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 that--he 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 her--that 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 night--it was the third of August--he 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
h