The barometer has not fallen since yesterday.

The wind has moderated, and I have reason to believe that our hardest trials are over." "Heaven hears you, Dick.

All! you have suffered much, my poor child! You have done there----" "Only my duty, Mrs.Weldon." "But at last will you be able to take some rest ?" "Rest!" replied the novice; "I have no need of rest, Mrs.Weldon.I am well, thank God, and it is necessary for me to keep up to the end.

You have called me captain, and I shall remain captain till the moment when all the 'Pilgrim's' passengers shall be in safety." "Dick," returned Mrs.Weldon, "my husband and I, we shall never forget what you have just done." "God has done all," replied Dick Sand; "all!" "My child, I repeat it, that by your moral and physical energy, you have shown yourself a man--a man fit to command, and before long, as soon as your studies are finished--my husband will not contradict me--you will command for the house of James W.Weldon!" "I--I----" exclaimed Dick Sand, whose eyes filled with tears.
"Dick," replied Mrs.Weldon, "you are already our child by adoption, and now, you are our son, the deliverer of your mother, and of your little brother Jack.

My dear Dick, I embrace you for my husband and for myself!" The courageous woman did not wish to give way while clasping the young novice in her arms, but her heart overflowed.