Chapter Twenty Three.
How Captain Bream fared in his Search, and what came of it.
The finding of an individual in a large emigrant ship may not inaptly be compared to the finding of a needle in a haystack. Foreseeing the difficulty, the missionary asked Captain Bream how he proposed to set about it.
“You say that you do not know the married name of your sister?” he said, as they drew near to the towering sides of the great vessel.
“No; I do not.”
“And you have not seen her for many years?”
“Not for many years.”
“Nevertheless, you are quite sure that you will recognise her when you do see her?”
“Ay, as sure as I am that I’d know my own face in a lookin’-glass, for she had points about her that I’m quite sure time could never alter.”