His sufferings were not yet ended; repentance will not banish at once the remembrance of former sin and error.

There was a deep feeling of commiseration manifested towards him by his associates.

He was to them the returned prodigal, and they would fain have killed the fatted calf in honor of his happy restoration.
The Zephyrs and the Butterflies wore their uniforms, and Mr.Walker was so excited that all the boys were sure a good time was before them; though, as the boats had not yet been recovered, they were at a loss to determine the nature of the sports to which they had been invited.
The Rovers still maintained themselves on the island.

The rupture between Tim and Barney had evidently been healed; for both parties seemed to mingle as though nothing had occurred to mar their harmonious action.
The boys at the boat-house were not kept long in suspense in relation to their day's sport.

Captain Sedley formed them into a procession, when all had arrived, and, after appointing Fred Harper chief marshal, directed them to march down to Rippleton, cross the river, and halt upon the other side till he came.
When they reached the place they found Uncle Ben there, and soon after were joined by Captain Sedley and Mr.Walker.
"Follow us," said the former, as he led the way down to a little inlet of the lake, whose waters were nearly enclosed by the land.
"Hurrah!" shouted Fred Harper, suddenly, when he obtained a view of the inlet, and the cry was taken up by the whole party.
"The fleet! The fleet!" was passed from mouth to mouth; and unable to control their excitement, they broke their ranks and ran with all their might down to the water's side.
Resting gracefully, like so many swans, on the bright waters of the inlet, lay five beautiful club boats.