"I--I didn't think," stammered poor Cissy rather abashed, blushing

furiously, while Conny took advantage of the opportunity to point out to

her the evil effects of using slang words; but the little lecture of the

elder sister was soon joked away by the doctor, and they arrived at the

station in the best of spirits.

Here they met with a wonderful surprise.

Some one who must have heard the news somehow or other of Teddy's return

home had decorated the front of the old waiting-room with evergreens and

sunflowers; and a sort of triumphal arch also being erected on the

arrival platform of the same floral pattern.

Who could have done it?

Why, no less a person than Jupp, whose black beard seemed all the

blacker, surrounding his good-humoured face, as he came out of the

office with Mary on his arm, and a young Master Jupp and another little

Mary toddling behind them--the whilom porter no longer dressed in grimy

velveteens, but in a smart black frock-coat, his Sunday best, while his

wife was equally spruce.

"I know it's ag'in the rules, miss," he explained to Conny; "but I see

the telegram as said Master Teddy'd be here this arternoon, God bless

him, and I'm thankful, that I am, he's restored safe and sound from the

bottom of the sea and Davy Jones's Locker, as we all on us thought. So

says I to Grigson, my old mate as was, who's in charge here now, and we

detarmined as how we'd make a kind of show like to welcome of him home."

"You're a right-down brick, Jupp!" said Doctor Jolly, shaking him by the

hand, while Mary kissed her former nurse children all round; and, while

they were all exchanging congratulations, up came the train rumbling and

whistling and panting and puffing into the station, the engine bearing a

Union Jack tied to the funnel, for Jupp's interest in two of the special

passengers being brought to Endleigh was well-known on the line.

Hardly had the train come to a standstill than out jumped Teddy, a

trifle taller and broader across the shoulders as might have been

expected from his two years of absence, but the same open-faced boy with

the curly brown hair and blue eyes that all remembered so well.

What a meeting it was, to be sure, and how he hugged his sisters and Dr

Jolly and Jupp and Mary all round--Uncle Jack almost being unnoticed for

the moment, although he did not appear to mind it, looking on with a

sympathetic grin of delight at the general joy expressed in every

countenance present!

The doctor's "shanderadan" had a full cargo back to the vicarage,

everybody talking to everybody all at once and none being able to finish

a complete sentence--little Cissy keeping tight hold of Teddy's arm the

while as if fearful of losing him again and thinking it might be all a

dream.

When they got to the house Teddy was through the gate and across the

lawn in two bounds, tapping at the door of the study before his father

knew that he had come.

Like another father, the vicar was overcome with glad emotion, clasping

him in his arms and embracing him, weeping as he cried in a broken

voice:

"This, my son, was dead and is alive again; he was lost and is found!"

Only a word more.

The terrible experiences Teddy had had, and the sense of discipline

inculcated in him during his short training at sea, made such a change

in his character that henceforth he lost his former justly-earned

titles, being never more called either "pickle" or "scapegrace."

He has not, however, abandoned the profession he originally adopted, in

spite of its many perils and dangers, and the fact that a sailor's life

is not altogether of that rose-coloured nature which story-writers

usually make out.

No, he still sails under his old captain in the same line, and voyages

backwards and forwards between Melbourne and London with praiseworthy

punctuality, in the new ship Captain Lennard commands in place of the

old _Greenock_. The vessel, too, is a regular clipper in her way,

beating everything that tries to compete with her, whether outwards or

inwards bound.

Teddy looks forward some day to taking his skipper's place when he

retires from active life afloat, and following the example of Uncle

Jack, who is already a captain too in his own right; for he is as steady

and trustworthy now as he was formerly impetuous and headstrong.

But, mind you, he has lost none of his pluck or fearless spirit, and is

the same genial, good-tempered, and happy-dispositioned boy he was in

earliest childhood--knowing now the difference between true courage and

mere bravado, and the value of obedience to those in authority over him.

As for Miss Conny, in spite of her ordinary sedateness of demeanour and

constant asseveration that she would only marry a clergyman like her

father, she is, to use Teddy's expressive diction, "spliced to a

sodger," having become engaged some time since to a gallant captain in a

marching regiment that was quartered for a while at Bigton, within easy

access of Endleigh.

Cissy and Liz are both growing up nice girls; while the vicar is still

hale and hearty, giving his parishioners the benefit every Sunday of a

"thirdly" and sometimes "fourthly, brethren," in addition to the first

and second divisions of his sermon; and never omitting his favourite

"lastly" with "a word in conclusion" to wind up with.

Doctor Jolly, to complete our list of characters, is yet to the fore

with his catching laugh, as "jolly" as ever; and, Jupp and Mary have

likewise been so tenderly dealt with by time that they hardly look a day

older than on that memorable occasion when Master Teddy introduced

himself to public notice.

Don't you remember?

Why, when he casually mentioned to the porter and reader alike, and all

whom it might concern, in the most matter-of-fact way in the world, that

he wanted to "do dan'ma!"

THE END.

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