It was Sunday afternoon.

Most of the _Dolphin's_ passengers were in their own state-rooms enjoying the Sabbath rest, after the fatigue of the sight-seeing of the past week, but Captain Raymond sat on the deck with Neddie on his knee and the three girls grouped about him.

The father and daughters had each a Bible, for even little Elsie could read fluently and had been given one of her own, which she valued highly.
"Papa," she said, "you know you bade each of us to have a verse to recite to you to-day.

May I say mine now ?" "Yes; we will begin with the youngest to-day," he replied.
"But that's I, papa; your Neddie boy!" exclaimed the little fellow on his knee.
"Why, yes, to be sure! But I hardly expected him to have one," the captain returned, with a fatherly smile down into the dear little face upturned to his.

"Let me hear it, son ?" "It's only a very little one, papa: 'The Son of man hath power on earth to forgive sins.'" "A very sweet verse.