“Please accept this token of my regard. From your grand-father. I feared that your manly pride and self-independence would incite you to reject the gift, which would have pained me. Therefore I hand it to you at the last moment. Take it and use it as you think best.”
We will pass over the incidents of the voyage between Europe and America, as nothing unusual occurred. They had a quick and prosperous voyage, and entered Philadelphia harbor just as the sun was setting, about the middle of October.
By the time the ship was safely moored, it was surrounded by small boats containing the friends of those on board, among which were surveyor Webb and wife. Captain Davis met them at the gang-way and conducted them to the cabin. After the ordinary civilities were over, Webb informed them that after the departure of the Reindeer he had the bodies of the dead mutineers buried in the potters field, and that Sambo was buried in his own lot.
But where is my boy Walter? he inquired.
On duty, replied the Captain, but he will soon be here.
At this instant Walter made his appearance and saluted both Webb and his wife with an affectionate kiss.
Father, he said, more than a father—how much I owe you. How can I ever repay you?
Repay me? replied Webb. I am more than repaid now to see you dressed in a Lieutenant’s uniform, and performing the duties of that office. This gives me a satisfaction that money could not purchase.
Webb was then informed of the incidents that had taken place on the voyage to England, Walter’s injury and unconsciousness, his return to reason, his acknowledgement by both of his grand-parents, and that the object of his return to America was to search for Amy.
And where do you intend searching? asked Webb.