She closed her eyes with the whispered words upon her lips, "I will follow what I believe to be the path of safety, and I will tread it with a firm and unfaltering footstep, praise to the Great King who sent us Paul Guidon in the thick darkness to watch over us from the river's bank.

It brings to my remembrance what I have read in the Book of books, of Pharaoh's daughter standing at the river's brink and rescuing the babe, and seeing that no harm befell it." Little progress was made during the day.

An hour or two before the shadows of evening had begun to fling their leaden mantle around the sloop, Mrs.Godfrey appeared on deck.

Perfect stillness seemed to reign on every hand; even the little craft appeared to be half asleep, so lazily did she move along.

All above and about stretched the wondrous beauty of the sky; the deep blue clouds, as the day wore away, becoming tinged with gold, contrasted in loveliness with the green of earth.