h a telegram. The steam yacht Rosendal was at Aarhus.

"Let us go to Copenhagen, John," said Mrs. Hardy, "and take Helga with
us. She is fond of the sea, and I enjoy her society. It is the perfect
truth that is in everything about her that I love."

"She will not go if I ask her, mother," said John; "but if you do she
may."

"Telegraph to them to have steam up, John," said his mother, "and I
will drive to the parsonage."

His mother left, and, to John's astonishment, Helga returned with her,
ready to go anywhere.

"The Pastor insisted on her going," said Mrs. Hardy, "and I promised
to bring back his youngest son, who is at school at Copenhagen. The
Pastor is a sensible man. He said to his daughter, 'Why should you not
enjoy the kindness your future husband can show you?' and there was an
end to her objections."

They hurried to the station, and got on board the Rosendal after a
short railway journey.

"You had better go below and get your dress changed, Helga; my mother
will show you where your berth is. What you want is a warm woollen
dress that a little sea water will not hurt. There are several
belonging to my mother on board."

When Helga came up, they were at sea. The pilot was steering.
Mrs. Hardy was sitting on a wicker chair on deck. Some one in a
sailor's dress placed a chair for her.

"When you are tired of sitting here," said Hardy, for he it was, "you
can go into the deck-house and lie down. We shall have dinner at six.
There is Samso, and before you rise to-morrow we shall be at
Copenhagen, I shall have to be up all night."

The yacht delighted Helga. The dinner was served so well that it
surprised her; and when they came on deck, it was a pleasure to see
the distant lights in the fine summer's night, and to feel the yacht
rushing through the smooth sea.

"I do like this. Hardy," she said. "Must I go to my berth? I would
rather be on deck and hear your voice now and then."

"No," said Hardy; "because you must not draw off my attention. We have
to look after the pilot, and I am the only man on board that knows
Danish;" and Helga went at once.

Mrs. Hardy, who had heard what had passed, was pleased to see her
rapid compliance with what was necessary.

When Helga came on deck the next day, they were at anchor near the
Custom House at Copenhagen. Mrs. Hardy was already up, and they had
breakfast.

Hardy gave some necessary orders as to coaling, and they went ashore
and saw the Museum of Nor