Produced by Marlo Dianne [Illustration: A Meeting In Mid Ocean.] The LILY AND THE CROSS. A Tale of Acadia. By PROF. JAMES DE MILLE, Author Of "the Dodge Club," "Cord And Creese," "the B. O. W. C. Stories," "the Young Dodge Club," Etc ILLUSTRATED. BOSTON: LEE AND SHEPARD, PUBLISHERS. Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1874, By LEE AND SHEPARD, In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. A Voice Out Of The Deep CHAPTER II. A Meeting In Mid Ocean CHAPTER III. New Friends CHAPTER IV. Mimi And Margot CHAPTER V. A Strange Revelation CHAPTER VI. A French Frigate CHAPTER VII. Caught In A Trap CHAPTER VIII. Under Arrest CHAPTER IX. Grand Pre CHAPTER X. Alone In The World CHAPTER XI. A Friend In Need CHAPTER XII. The Parson Among The Philistines CHAPTER XIII. A Stroke For Liberty CHAPTER XIV. Manoeuvres Of Zac CHAPTER XV. Flight CHAPTER XVI. Reunion CHAPTER XVII. Among Friends CHAPTER XVIII. Louisbourg CHAPTER XIX. The Captive And The Captors CHAPTER XX. Examinations CHAPTER XXI. A Ray Of Light CHAPTER XXII. Escape CHAPTER XXIII. Pursuit CHAPTER XXIV. Zac And Margot CHAPTER XXV. The Court Martial CHAPTER XXVI. News From Home THE LILY AND THE CROSS. A TALE OF ACADIA. CHAPTER I. A VOICE OUT OF THE DEEP. Once upon a time there was a schooner belonging to Boston which was registered under the somewhat singular name of the "Rev. Amos Adams." This was her formal title, used on state occasions, and was, no doubt, quite as appropriate as the more pretentious one of the "Duke of Marlborough," or the "Lord Warden." As a general thing, however, people designated her in a less formal manner, using the simpler and shorter title of the "Parson." Her owner and commander was a tall, lean, sinewy young man, whoso Sunday-go-to-meeting name was Zion Awake Cox, but who was usually referred to by an ingenious combination of the initials of these three names, and thus became Zac, and occasionally Zachariah. This was the schooner which, on a fine May morning, might have been seen "bounding over the billows" on her way to the North Pole. About her motion on the present occasion, it must be confessed there was not much bounding, nor much billow. Nor, again, would it have been easy for any one to see her, even if he had been brought close to her; for the simple reason that the "Parson," as she went on her way, carrying Zac and his fortunes, had become involved in a fog bank, in the midst of which she now lay, with little or no wind to help her out of it.