Lost And Saved; Or, Nellie Powers, The Missionary's Daughter.

yon had only had more codege dreams yoursilf you would have more nverence for your superiors , " said Tom . " Give us your dream , Tom , " cried two or three at once . " So I will , " said Tom . " You see I was on the ' Franklin / and we were whahn ' in the Arctic . One evenin' , me ancl the starboard crew- went out huntin' seals . We had just started for a couple of seals that we saw , when the ice broke , and the pieces went

all ways . I was on a piece no bigger than the top of this fok-sad , and a sailin' out into the middle of the ocean . Ton may reckon I was scart . I said all the prayers Father Murphy iver sicl when he came aeourtin' my mother , who was a widder , ancl for which he was renounced by the Church . ' He made her Mrs . Murphy , so he did , but that's not my story . I sid my prayers , but it was no use , I saw nothin' of the vessel , and I laid clown to contemplate the glorious chance I had to make an hero of mysilf , by

floating to China on a cake of ice . Wldle I was meditating thusly , the cake floated near the shore , ancl a boat crew of haythens came off and took me aboard . When we reached the shore , what do you suppose them fellers did ? It was meal toime with them , ancl they touched off the fire and put the kittle on , which , as I remarked , was a big wone . They sid it was the wone they used when they had company , ancl cooked a whole boat ' s crew at once . I sat down and watched them make preparations . Wone of them had eyes loike a pair of green goggles , and he was starin' at me , and smackin' his lips , loike as though he thought I would make a rare taste . But there was another feller among them who was near and clear to me . He had a mouth winch

reached from ear to ear , makin' the top of his head a peninsular , ancl he poked me in the ribs , and felt of my legs , to see how fat I was . Bad luck to him . I looked at him hard because I knew he meant bus'ness . The other feller had the eyes , but this feUer had the stomach . When I looked at my future abidin' place I made up my moind to lay so hard in that feller ' s bread basket that the ache I woidd give him would last him a sixth month . I inspected him , shipmates , very much loike you woidd the vessel you

were to sail in . But I didn't have much toime for inspection , or to take the measure of the rist of them , for that water biled the quickest of any water I iver saw . I was aggravated at it , so I was , for I niver coidd make the water bde as quick as that at home , when the odd woman hoisted me out of bed , of a cold mornin ' , to warm water for her leg that had the riunatticks . It was many a discussion we had over the bdin ' of that water , ancl them discussions always resulted in my leavin' the house followed

by the broom and the fire shovel . So of course when I saw this water bilin' so quick loike , I coidd not help thinldn' of the obstinacy of my oild kittle . But I had not much toime-to think of them things , for them fellers came , and takin' an arm and leg each , they swung me for ' arcl and aft , till I was well under way , when they let go of me , ancl I went head f urst into the hottest place iver I was in clurin' my existence . I didn't have much opinion of them nagurs as Christians , for they niver asked me did I want to say my prayers or offer to take any word to the oild woman , so when they chucked me in I gave a yell that would make the biggest fog whistle on Dobney Shoals envious , and "

Here Slow Simon interrupted Tom by asking , " How in the world did you live to tell of it , Tom ? " At the beginning of the yarn Slow Simon had sat the . farthest from the speaker , but as the story progressed he had hitched along , until now he was close under Tom ' s nose . He coidd not see how it was that Tom had been thrown into boiling water , ancl perhaps eaten by the cannibals , ancl still was abve to tell about it . " Have you no manners to be interruptin' a speakerBesides he wasn't chawed

. U P > J greenhorn ; didn't he say how it was a dream , " said Peter , provoked to think that Tom was interrupted just at the most exciting part of the tale . "It mought have been a clay dream -with his senses wide open , " said Barney Risley .

" Now Barney Risley , what don't know a day dream from a sea gull , " returned Peter , "keep still , ancl let us hear how Tommy got out of his scrape . I know myself how it was , he was so tough that they coulcl neither boil or eat him . But go on Tommy ancl ted us in your own words , but keep the truth on your side . "