Now I don't know in the least what "prayers" mean, but I remembered at
once what that other child had done in the storm, and it made me think
that the Friend the other little girl trusted lives up in the sky, and
can hear when Folks tell that they need help. How lovely! Really, Folks
ought to be very thankful for all they know!




CHAPTER IX.


LORD DOLPHIN ON LAND


Well, we sailed and we sailed, but it was poor sailing for me, and every
hour I longed to make a monster jump, clear the railing, and splash into
the splendid bed beneath the cooped-up tank.

But Folks know how to make things strong and secure, and once or twice,
when I tried leaping, it was only to bang my sides against the edges of
the tank, and spatter the deck far and wide, making extra work for the
sailors.

After a time, we ran through what Jack called "the Strait of Gibraltar,"
and were in the great Atlantic Ocean, and one day Jack said to me:

"Now then, me hearty, we're making a bee-line for New York City, and
it's a big tub they'll be giving you at the fine park, I'm thinking."