hom they were told to seize. Some went back with them full of joy,
but most were seen to weep and mourn their fate. So soon as they were
brought in sight of the Great King, the Prince took those who had done
well, and put a white robe on them; but those who went their own way
when on the Home of Earth, he sent down to toil in deep, dark mines till
time shall be no more."

When my sons had heard my tale to the end they all knew what it meant;
I then drew from them their views of what they ought to do to please and
serve the Great King. We then sang a hymn; and my wife drew from her bag
the BIBLE, which I gave to one of the boys, who read from it in a clear,
loud voice. When this was brought to a close, we all knelt down on the
grass to pray, and to ask God to bless the means we took to learn His
will.

We did no work that day, but took a long stroll up the banks of the
stream.

The next day Ernest and Jack tried their skill with the bow, and brought
down some small birds that came to the great tree in quest of figs. I
gave them leave to kill what they could; for I knew if put in casks made
air tight with grease, they would keep for a time, and might prove a
boon, if our stock of food should get low.

When we sat down to dine, the thought struck me that it would be well to
give some name to each part of the land that was known to us. This was
at first the source of some fun, for Fritz said we should call the bay
where we had found the shell spoons by the name of Spoon Bay; but Jack,
who still had a mark on his toe where the crab gave him a pinch, thought
we ought to term it Crab Bay.

"If you will let me give it a name," said my wife, "I should wish to
know it by some term that will make us bear in mind how good God was to
lead our raft there, and I don't think Safe Bay will be a bad name for
it."

"So let it be," said I; and from that time Safe Bay had a name. "What
shall be the name of the spot where we spent our first night on shore?
You shall give that its name," said I to Fritz.

"Let us call it Tent House."

"That will do," said I. "And now for the spot at the mouth of Safe Bay,
where we found our planks?"

"Sharp Point," said Ernest. The place from which Fritz and I sought for
a trace of out ship mates was to be known as No Man's Cape. Then we had
the Boys' Bridge, which name I gave it from a wish to please my sons,
who had done so much to build it.

"But what shall we call the place which is most dear