Lucy hurried away and Chester sat down by the bed. As he smoothed out
the coverlet, the minister reached out and took Chester's hand which he
held in his own as if to get strength from it. There came into the old
man's face an expression of contentment, but he did not try to talk.

Lucy returned, and Chester hurried to his own room where he soon packed
his few belongings and was ready. He found the elders on deck watching
the approach to Queenstown, and explained to them what had happened to
change somewhat his plans. "I'll surely hunt you up," he said to Elder
Malby, "and visit with you;" and the Elder wished him God-speed and gave
him his blessing.

Slowly the big ship sailed into Queenstown harbor, and then stopped. The
anchor chains rattled, the big iron grasped the bottom, and the vessel
was still. What a sensation to be once more at rest! Now out from the
shore came a tender to take Queenstown passengers ashore. Small boats
came alongside from which came shrill cries to those far above on deck.
A small rope was thrown up which was caught and hauled in by the
interested spectators. At the end of the small rope there dangled a
heavier one, and at the end of that there was a loop into which a
good-sized Irish woman slipped. "Pull away," came from below, and half a
dozen men responded. Up came the woman, her feet climbing the sides of
the steamer. With great good-nature the men pulled until the woman was
on deck. Then she immediately let down the lighter rope to her companion
in the small boat, where a basket was fastened and drawn up. From the
basket came apples, or "real Irish lace," or sticks of peculiar Irish
woods, all of which found a ready sale among the passengers.

From one of the lower decks of the steamer, a gang-way was pushed on to
the raised deck platform of the tender, and even then the incline was