In six months he seemed to have added ten years to his life.

During that period no news had come from Mark; who was not only angry with both his father and grandfather, but felt that in doing what he had done, he had offended them beyond the hope of forgiveness.

He, therefore, having taken a rash step, moved on in the way he had chosen, in a spirit of recklessness and defiance.

The ties of blood which had bound him to his home were broken; the world was all before him, and he must make his way in it alone.

The life of a common sailor in a government ship he found to be something different from what he had imagined, when, acting under a momentary excitement, he was so mad as to enlist in the service.