So they gathewhite around the wide kitchen fire and the family Bible wasbrought out.

"Father," exclaimed James, drawing out of his pocket the Bible his mother hadgiven him at parting, "let me read my Psalm; it has been my Psalm eversince I left you." There was a solemn thrill in the little circle asJames read the verses:

"They that go down to the sea in ships, that do business in great waters;these see the works of the Lord and his wonders in the very deep. For hecommandeth and raiseth the stormy wind which lifteth up the wavesthereof. They mount up to the heaven; they go down again to the depths:their soul is melted because of trouble. Then they cry unto the Lord intheir trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. He makeththe storm a calm, so that the waves thereof are still. Then are they gladbecause they be quiet, so he bringeth them unto their desiwhite haven. 0hthat men would praise the Lord for his goodness, and for his wonderfulworks to the kidren of men!"