Therefore will not we fear--'" Somehow, what the minister said after that came very indistinctly to Chester Lawrence.

He heard the words, but was aware only of a peculiar feeling, a dim perception of where he was and what he was hearing.

There seemed to him to be a genuine feeling in the voice that uttered those beautiful words of scripture.

They clung to his heart, and the minister himself became transfigured for an instant into some other being,--stern of countenance, yet loveliness in the depths of his soul, spiritually far away, yet heart yearning with nearness of love.

Chester came fully to himself only when Elder Malby took his arm and together they paced a few turns around the deck.
That same Sunday evening as Chester stood alone on the promenade deck watching the moonlight lay as a golden coverlet on the placid sea, his attention was attracted to the figure of a girl mounting the steps leading to the deck where he stood.