"I thought you had left Charleston," said Harry, who had not seen him
for a week.
"Not at such a time," said Shepard, quietly. "So much of overwhelming
interest is happening here that nobody who is alive can go away."
He put a pair of powerful glasses to his eyes and scanned the sea's rim.
He looked a long time, and then his face showed excitement.
"It comes! It comes!" he exclaimed, more to himself than to Harry and
Arthur.
"Is it the steamer? Is it the Star of the West?" exclaimed Harry
forgetting all doubts of Shepard in the thrill of the moment.
"Yes, the Star of the West! It can be no other!" replied Shepard.
"It can be no other! Take the glasses and see for yourself!"
When Harry looked he saw, where sea and sky joined, a black dot that
gradually lengthened out into a small plume. It was not possible to
recognize any ship at that distance, but he felt instinctively that it
was the Star of the West. He passed the glasses to Arthur, who also
took a look, and then drew a deep breath. Harry handed the glasses back
to Shepard, saying:
"I see the ship, and I've no doubt that it's the Star of the West.
Do you know anything about this vessel, Mr.
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