Rough-and-Ready, who was the first to discover it, turned to his companions, with the tears streaming down his face and beard. "Comfort _her_," he said to Joshua, pointing to Minnie. Joshua put his arm round Minnie and turned her face from where the woman and child lay. "Poor Rachel! Poor Little Emma!" he said. "Be brave, Minnie, my dear. Do not give way, for my sake." He knew what words to utter to give her strength to bear the shock, and he made use of his power with a wise compassion. Her poor white lips trembled as she said to him,-- "Pray for one thing for me, Joshua. Pray that I may not die before I have made atonement." "Hush, hush, my dear!" he replied; "there is none to make. It is I who rather should have to make it, for my hardness to you. Be comforted, my dear." The words came from his heart. He would have been unfeeling indeed if he had not learned to appreciate the beautiful unselfishness of Minnie's love; her meekness, her faithfulness, her devotion, her unmurmuring submission, could not fail to have a powerful effect upon such a nature as his. The men went into their gunyah, and before night came again had made a rough coffin of bark. The next morning they dug a grave and stood round it bareheaded while the rain was falling. They kissed the child's face and poor Rachel's also before the cover was put on the rude coffin. Amid deep sobs--the men were not ashamed of their tears--Joshua read prayers; some vine-creepers were thrown into the grave; the earth was piled up into a mound: and they went back sadly to their tent. The loss of some one very near and dear to them could not have been more severely felt. From that time forth it became a practice for Joshua to read a chapter out of the Bible every morning and evening. The rainy season lasted for three weeks, and during this time they lived very miserably. Minnie thrived, however--perhaps because Joshua was tender to her. The hot weather came and they were able to go in search of food. But Minnie was never left alone. Joshua and she were waiting one evening for the return of Rough-and-Ready and the sailmaker, but Rough-and-Ready came back without his companion. He looked round in some anxiety. "Hasn't the sailmaker returned?" "No," said Joshua; "you went out together." "I know; but I missed him a couple of hours ago, and although I have searched for him and coo-[=e][=e]d for him everywhere, I haven't been able to find him." The sailmaker did not make his appearance. To the surprise of his companions, Rough-and-Ready, after dark, fired half a dozen shots from his pistol into the air. "You look surprised," he said; "well, now" (to Minnie), "can you bear a shock? Will you promise to be brave if I tell you something?" She nodded. "It is only something that I have been expecting. I think that the sailmaker is with the natives." "Why do you think so?" asked Joshua.