tainly was a spring to her step which he
had not seen before.

"Well, I've found you at last, you run-away papa. Good morning," she
nodded to Chester, who returned the greeting. "Don't you know, papa, you
have kept me waiting for half an hour or more to finish our game."

"I'll go right now with you," said the father, rising.

"Well, I don't care so much now, whether it's finished or not. I believe
someone else has it anyway."

"Oh, we'll go and finish the game," persisted Mr. Strong.

"Perhaps Mr. Lawrence will come along," suggested the girl, as it seemed
very proper to do.

"Not now, thank you," replied Chester. "I must finish my book before the
lunch gong sounds."

The minister took his daughter's arm and they went along the deck to
where a group was laughing merrily over the defeat and victory in the
games. Chester watched them mingle with the company, then he opened his
book again; but he did not complete his story at the time he had
appointed.

To those who can possess their souls in peace, life on ship-board in
pleasant weather is restful, and may be thoroughly enjoyed. A little
world is here compactly put together, and human nature may be studied at
close range. From the elegant apartments of the saloon to the
ill-smelling quarters of the steerage, there is variety enough.
Representatives are here from nearly "every nation under heaven:" every
creed, every color; every grade of intelligence and worldly position,
from the prince who occupies exclusively the finest suite of rooms, to
the begrimed half-naked stoker in the furnace room in the depths of the
vessel; every occupation; every disposition. And yet, even in this
compact city in a shell of steel, one may seclude himself from his
fellows and commune solely with his own thoughts or his books.

The three "Mormon" elders, reticent and quiet, had made few
acquaintances. The Rev. Mr. Strong and his daughter, not being very
well, had not been active in the social proceedings of the ship's
company.

Chester Lawrence had formed an acquaintance which seemed to him to fill
all requirements, so that he cared not whether he learned to know any
more of his fellow travelers. And now further association with this
pleasant acquaintance must stop. Well, once again he said to himself, he
would be glad at sight of Liverpool, and again some deeply hidden voice
protested.

Chester tried to keep his word with Mr. Strong. He made no efforts to
see Lucy or talk with