“How good that was,” laughed Lulu.  “It reminds me of the British at Boston asking the Americans to sell them their balls which they had picked up, and the Americans answering, ’Give us powder and we’ll return your balls.’  But is that all of your story, papa?”

“Yes, all about the fight at Lewis, but in the afternoon of the next day the British tried to land to steal some of the live stock in the neighborhood; yet without success, as the American militia met them at the water’s edge and drove them back to their ships.

“About a month later the British squadron dropped down to Newbold’s ponds, seven miles below Lewis, and boats filled with their armed men were sent on shore for water; but a few of Colonel Davis’s men, under the command of Major George H. Hunter, met and drove them back to their ships.  So, finding he could not obtain supplies on the Delaware shore, Beresford’s little squadron sailed for Bermuda.”

“Good!  Thank you for telling me about it, papa,” said Lulu.  “Are we going to stop at Lewis?”

“No, but we will pass near enough to have a distant view of the town.”

“Oh, I want to see it!” she exclaimed; “and I’m sure the rest will when they hear what happened there.”

“Well, daughter, there will be nothing to hinder,” the captain answered pleasantly.

“How soon will we reach the point from which we can see it best, papa?” she asked.

“I think about the time we leave the breakfast table,” was his reply.

“Papa, don’t you miss Max?” was her next question.

“Very much,” he said.  “Dear boy! he is doubtless feeling quite lonely and homesick this morning.  However, he will soon get over that and enjoy his studies and his sports.”

“I think he’ll do you credit, papa, and make us all proud of him,” she said, slipping her hand into her father’s and looking up lovingly into his face.

“Yes,” the captain said, pressing the little hand affectionately in his, “I have no doubt he will.  I think, as I am sure his sister Lulu does, that Max is a boy any father and sister might be proud of.”

“Yes, indeed, papa!” she responded.  “I’m glad he is my brother, and I hope to live to see him an admiral; as I’m sure you would have been if you’d stayed in the navy and we’d had a war.”

“And my partial little daughter had the bestowal of such preferment and titles,” he added laughingly.

Just then Rosie and Evelyn joined them, followed almost immediately by Walter and Grace, when Lulu gave them in a few hasty sentences the information her father had given her in regard to the history of Lewis, and told of their near approach to it.

Every one was interested and all hurried from the breakfast-table to the deck in time to catch a view of the place, though a rather distant one.

When it had vanished from sight, Evelyn turned to Captain Raymond, exclaiming, “O sir, will you not point out Forts Mercer and Mifflin to us when we come in sight of them?”