way. I lived in the mountains as a miner for a time, but there are no
wild animals or Indians there now, so my adventures were those of the
spirit, if I may use that expression,--and of the heart. Isn't that your
daughter coming this way?"

Sure enough, Lucy had found them, and came up to them beaming. Chester
failed to see in her any symptoms for the worse, as her father had
indicated. In fact, there certainly was a spring to her step which he
had not seen before.

"Well, I've found you at last, you run-away papa. Good morning," she
nodded to Chester, who returned the greeting. "Don't you know, papa, you
have kept me waiting for half an hour or more to finish our game."

"I'll go right now with you," said the father, rising.

"Well, I don't care so much now, whether it's finished or not. I believe
someone else has it anyway."

"Oh, we'll go and finish the game," persisted Mr. Strong.

"Perhaps Mr. Lawrence will come along," suggested the girl, as it seemed
very proper to do.

"Not now, thank you," replied Chester. "I must finish my book before the
lunch gong sounds."

The minister took his daughter's arm and they went along the deck to
where a group was laughing merrily over the defeat and victory in the
games. Chester watched them mingle with the company, then he opened his