The people from the Sylvia needed rest and nourishment more than anything else.

They were warmed, and fed, and dried, and then permitted to sleep off the fatigues of their severe exertion.
At three o'clock, though they had slept but an hour or two, most of the shipwrecked people appeared at divine service, for this was a privilege which they had long been denied, and it would be strange, at such a time, if the hearts of those who had been saved from the angry flood were not overflowing with gratitude to God for his mercy to them.

Mr.
Agneau, whose sensitive nature had been keenly touched by the events of the day, made a proper use of the occasion, delivering a very effective address to the students and to the shipwrecked voyagers, who formed his little congregation.
The next morning the wind came up fresh and warm from the southward, knocking down the heavy sea, and giving a delightful day to those on board the ship.

The passengers appeared on deck, and were greatly interested in the Young America and her juvenile crew.

Captain Greely's son and daughter were little lions, of the first class, among the boys.
All hands vied with each other in their efforts to do something for the guests of the ship, and it really seemed as though the era of good feeling had dawned upon them.