previous night, when the weather fortunately was fine and the sea quite
peaceful.

At about ten o'clock, a.m., Paul sighted something in the distance. He
called to Mrs. Godfrey to look in the direction of his hand, which he
was pointing over the port bow. She could see nothing, but she headed
the sloop in the direction that Paul gave, and in an hour's time had the
satisfaction of seeing what she supposed to be the outline of rocks or
land. She kept the vessel headed in toward what she supposed to be land,
and at three o'clock called her husband on deck. The Captain judged his
vessel to be on the east coast of Nova Scotia.

Margaret called her children around her, and asked Paul to sit down with
them. She opened the old service book and read a portion of scripture.
The deck was made an altar of the living God. From the deck fervent
prayer mingled with the voice of the ocean and with the sighing wind
ascended on high. Margaret said to Paul: "You and I were rescued at the
gate of death. When our frail bark was tossing and labouring hard for
life in her lone path over the surging billows and through the blackness
of the night, a kind hand overshadowed us and kept us, and now not one
of the ship's company is lost."

Full of bright hope, she turned to her husband and said: "I now am
satisfied we shall safely reach port, and once again we and our dear
ones shall see our native lands. English civilization and English
justice will do rightly by us in our misfortunes. We, who have lost all
our possessions,--in an hour stripped of all that we owned,--and have
been compelled to endure hardships and face death itself in an English
colony, may in confidence look to the old land for succor."