rapid tone, says something to his sister, which we do not hear, but
with a few hurried words to Little Wolf, she moves away with the
Captain and Flora, and Little Wolf is left alone with the dying. All
that he is breathing into her ear we shall never know; but her cheek
changes, and her lip quivers, and she bends over and kisses him
tenderly.

That hungry look in his eyes is gone. He is satisfied, and now,
surrounded by those he loves, he dies with a smile upon his lips.

His body will not rest in the place prepared for him in Greenwood,
beside his parents, but will sink into the ocean's Greenwood, where
the sea shall ever kiss his lips, where flowers bloom, and things of
beauty are perpetual, and coral monuments are raised, out-rivalling
those of the cemeteries of art.

The fair moon shines out upon the waves and the winding sheet, and the
burial is over.

Three days more, and we shall be on shore again," says Little Wolf,
half regretfully.

The Captain is by her side, and he bends over and says something which
we do not hear.

Little Wolf shakes her head, and her ingenuous little face says no, as
plainly as words could.

A shade of disappointment manifests itself in the Captain's manner,
and again he speaks.

His companion still replies in the negative.

"Then he was but a deer friend, and I may be the same," says the
Captain, now loud enough to be heard.

Now Little Wolf says distinctly, "yes, you may be the same, Captain
Green. You rescued me in perils by sea, and he in perils by land. He
told me with his latest breath how he had saved me from certain
destruction when I was a little child, and--"

"And how he loved you in after years, and how he longed to kiss you,"
said the Captain, seeing her hesitate.

"Yes, Captain," said Little Wolf solemnly, he told me that, and more
which you must not hear."

"I know how he felt," says the Captain, folding his arms across his
breast, "for I would be willing to die, if you would but kiss me."

"Captain," Little Wolf's cheek grows scarlet, and she pauses to choke
down a strong emotion, "there is a man _living_ whom I have kissed,
and I shall never kiss another."

The Captain's voice sinks very low in reply, but Little Wolf warmly
takes his proffered hand, and it is easily to be seen that more than a
common friendship has sprung up between them.

Now the Captain, Little Wolf, Miss Marsden, and little Flora, have
become almost inseparable. A permanent parti