“Och, sure, what a beautiful picter entirely. It’s like the babes in the woods, so it is, or Adam and Ave in the garden iv Aden, before the sarpint entered it. Sure it’s made for aich other they are, the darlints. Troth meself wonders the chaplain did not marry thim out iv hand, the jewels. Faix it’s a pair iv slaping beauties they are, the angels. And meself will sit down and guard thim.” And Judith drew a chair up to the sofa, and set herself squarely before them, losing all consciousness of her own pains, injuries and misadventures, in the satisfaction with which she contemplated this picture of beauty and repose. CHAPTER XXXIX. A GHOST APPEARS TO JUDITH. The ships were now both repaired as well as they could be at sea. Passed Midshipman Bestor was placed upon the _Sea Scourge_ with a prize crew, and ordered to sail when the _Xyphias_ should, and if possible, to keep her always in view, or if he should lose sight of her, to shape for Cape Town and meet her there. The prisoners were then divided, half of them being sent back to the _Sea Scourge_. By eight bells every preparation was completed for sailing. But there was no wind. A dead calm still prevailed. All that night and the next day it continued. But on the ensuing morning, just before dawn, Lieutenant Ethel was awakened, and notified that the wind was rising. He sprang up and hurried on deck, where he found the men all alert, and in the highest spirits. And soon both ships were bounding on their course. From this day everything went on smoothly; wind and weather favored them; the ships kept in consort, and no unpleasant event occurred to mar the prosperity of the voyage. Justin, under Britomarte’s fostering care, rapidly improved. It was strange to see with what a motherly tenderness and solicitude this young girl guarded and guided the sick man who was at least ten or twelve years her elder. She would not permit him to overexert himself in any way; she forestalled all his needs; she walked with him, sang to him, and amused his waking hours or soothed him to repose. Poor Justin! this was a great joy and a great trial to him. He idolized her, but he was forbidden to tell her so. He was in raptures and he was in despair. He considered himself the happiest man alive, and he wished himself at the bottom of the sea. Notwithstand which he got well so fast under Britomarte’s fostering care, that on the seventh day from his sailing his name was stricken from the sick list. Captain Yetsom also improved very rapidly under the skillful treatment of the surgeon. On the tenth day, at night, every one was awakened by the lusty cry: “Land ho!” And on the morning of the eleventh, coming on deck, they found themselves anchored in Table Bay. Here the captain announced that they should remain for twenty-four hours, as he had to see the American consul, and parole a portion of his prisoners.