" Why, that is in the Bible, is not it?'
'Thirteen boats, Cherry,' said Wilmet; 'is that a device of your
own?'
'What, not copied? Oh dear! I wish I was so clever!'
'It is the sea of this life, isn't it?' said Angela, coming up. 'Is
it ourselves, Cherry, all making for the golden light of Heaven, and
the star of faith guiding them?'
'She reads it like a book,' exclaimed Alice. 'And those two close
together--that means love, I suppose!'
'Love and help, the weak and the strong,' said Geraldine, in her
earnest dreamy voice.
'Do pray make a picture of my boat on a nice smooth sea of light; I
don't like rocks and breakers, such as you have done there.'
'There always must be a last long wave,' said Cherry.
'Oh, but don't let us think about horrid things. I like the summer
sea. Aren't there some verses--
'"Youth at the prow, and pleasure at the helm?"'
'That would not be a pleasant augury,' said Cherry. 'Do you know what
this is meant for, bad as it is? Longfellow's verses--'
'The phantom host that beleaguered the walls of Prague? How can you
draw such things?'
'So I say,' observed Wilmet.
'They come and haunt me, and I feel as if I must.
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