She heard the good-night said, and the parting kiss bestowed. She knew that Drake was going to see Cahoonshee. I will be there first, she thought; and started through a passage way that led to the doctor’s room. On opening the door, she found Cahoonshee quietly sleeping, and Tom and Jack watching by his side. My good men, she said, I have come to relieve you. Let me watch by the side of the dying hero. Tom and Jack departed, and Cora was left alone with the dying man. In a few moments he opened his eyes and said: Amy, my child, extending his hand. This is not Amy, she said. I am Cora Powers, the daughter of Admiral Powers. Then, replied the old man, I must be near the Spirit Land. My eyes have failed me. Bend down, child, and let me place my hand on your neck. The old man drew his hand across her neck below the ear. You are right, child. The mole is not there. You are not Amy. Where is she? and where is Drake? At this moment the door opened, and Drake appeared. He was embarrassed at finding Cora there, and was at a loss what to say. But Cahoonshee knew him. My eyes are not mistaken now. This is my boy Drake. Yes, father, I have come to stay with you. Cahoonshee looked at Cora. Who is this lady if it is not Amy? It must be her spirit. Drake then related the incidents of the day and who Cora was, the similarity between the two girls, and the mistakes that had been made in taking one girl for the other, and the meeting of Amy and her lover, Walter Wallace, on the island, and that they were together now. Cahoonshee grew stronger, and raised up in bed. Come here, girl, and let me look in your eyes, and read your soul. Cora advanced to the bed. Cahoonshee took her hand and gazed into her eyes. You have the same form and features—the same eyes and soul of Amy. You differ in name, and in name only, and he fell back on his pillow. Cora and Drake withdrew a short distance. I fear, said Cora, that your friend has but a short time to live. I fear not, replied Drake, sobbing, and the tears running down his cheeks. She took him by the hand to console him. You loved this old man as a father? Yes, more than a father. He has watched over me since the days of my childhood. He has spent days and nights educating me. He has periled his life to save his friends. And I came here at this time to hear his last request. I think he wants to be buried on the Steneykill. The old man had awakened and was watching them, and saw Cora holding Drake’s hand. Lady, he asked, could you hold his heart as tenderly and affectionately as you hold his hand? Cora blushed, and they both went to his side. Shall I raise you up further? asked Drake. Yes, he replied, my race is nearly run. I will soon be in the Spirit Land. But I have a request to make before I depart. Send for Amy and the rest to come here. Drake went to call them and Cora and Cahoonshee were left alone.