father, and I know lots of good fellows who seem happy enough without
business or work of any kind. They just amuse themselves or have some
fad of pleasure-making like fast horses."

"Such men ought never to have been born, sir. They only cumber the mills
and the market-places, the courts of law and the courts of the
church--yes, even the wide spaces of the ocean."

"Are you not a bit hard, Captain?"

"No; I am not hard enough. Do you think God sent any man that had his
five senses into this busy world to _amuse_ himself?"

"Are you preaching me a sermon, Captain?"

"Nay, not I! Preaching is nothing in my line. But you are on a new
road, sir, and no one can tell where it may lead to, so I'll just remind
you to watch your beginnings; the results will manage themselves."




CHAPTER VI

LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM

Love is the only link that binds us to those gone; the only link that
binds us to those who remain. Surely it _is_ the spiritual world--the
abiding kingdom of heaven, not far from any one of us.