e you they are worth seeing," said Chester.

"No doubt about it. Lucy and I have planned it all for some day. Were
you ever in Utah?"

"I lived for some time in Salt Lake City. Be sure to see that town on
your trip."

The minister looked somewhat queerly at Chester for a moment. Then his
gaze swept out to the water again as if a momentary disturbing thought
was gotten rid of. Lucy was interested.

"Tell us about Salt Lake City, and, and the Mormons,'" pleaded she.

"Never mind the 'Mormons,' Lucy," admonished her father.

"It's difficult to speak of Utah and Salt Lake without mentioning the
'Mormons,'" added Chester.

"Then let's talk of something else, something more pleasant."

Evidently this minister was like all others, Chester concluded; sane and
intelligent on all subjects but one,--the "Mormons." Well, he would set
himself right before these two people, and do it now.

"I can say," said Chester, "that my experience among the 'Mormon' people
has been among the most pleasant of my life. In fact, I don't know where
I can go to find a more honest, God-fearing, virtuous people. I--"

"Young man," interrupted the clergyman, looking keenly at him, "are you
a 'Mormon'?"

"Yes, sir; I have that honor."

Lucy gave a cry, whether of alarm or gladness, the young man could not
then tell. The minister arose slowly. "Lucy," he said, "let us walk a
little more," and without another word the two resumed their promenade.

But in Lucy's face there appeared concern. The tears, glittering in her
eyes did not altogether hide the reassuring glance which she turned
about to give Chester as he sat alone by the vacated chairs.

CHAPTER IV.

The next day was Sunday. Even on ship-board there are some indications
that the seventh day is different from the rest. There is always a
little extra to the menu for dinner, and then religious services are
also held; and are not these two things frequently all that distinguish
the Sabbath on the land?

That morning neither Lucy nor her father was at breakfast. Immediately
after, Chester sought out the chief steward, and by insistency and the
help of a small tip, he got his seat changed to the table occupied by
Elder Malby and the two other missionaries. "No one shall be annoyed by
my near presence, if I can help it," Chester said.

At the noon meal, the minister and his daughter appeared as usual.
Chester watched them unobserved from his changed position. They looked
at th