t she has another name."

"Oh, you mean Ada, that is what Anna calls her."

"She is Mrs. Carleton," said Miss Vyvyan.

"Great Heaven! my prayer is answered," exclaimed the officer. Turning
quickly away for a few paces he covered his face with his hands, and his
stalwart frame trembled with emotion.

"What is the matter," said Cora, "are you unhappy; never mind, do not be
sorry, papa."

"Yes, my beloved child, I am indeed your own papa who has come back to
you and mama; take me to her; I must go to her this moment, show me the
nearest way."

Cora again clasped her hand round one of his fingers and as she lead him
along she said, "Mama will be so happy for she thought you could never
come back to us, and she often told me that if we were good we should go
to you some day; poorest mama, big tears come into her eyes when she
tells me about my papa."

Arriving at the end of the corridor leading to the green parlor Cora ran
swiftly in advance of Miss Vyvyan and Colonel Carleton calling as she
went,

"Mama, mama, we have found a real papa, not a picture, but my own papa."

Then came the meeting of the long-parted hearts and the recounting of
events, which had taken place since the day on which destiny had torn
the husband and wife from each other. Cora full of fresh young life
joined in the conversation every instant, telling her father how they
used to get the eggs of the sea birds and the honey from the wild bees'
nest, and how they caught the sea perch from off the rocks, and how she
found a jar of gold coins near the Vikings' tomb, which her mama said
were pesos, and all about the fibula which she found there, also.

Then Colonel Carleton explained how he tried to rescue his wife and
child, just as Ralph had told them a few days after they were wrecked;
and how he was picked up by a young man from Wales who came out in the
English ship, and was lashed to a floating mast by that brave young
fellow, and by him kept from drowning until they fell in with a slave
ship that was bound for the coast of Africa, but was also out of its
course as well as their own unfortunate vessels; and how they were taken
on board and kept toiling under an African sun for nearly seven years,
when good fortune smiled upon them and they were sold as slaves and sent
to the colony of Virginia.

"The same young Welshman," continued Colonel Carleton, "has always been
with me. He has a very remarkable talent for navigation, and is now the
c