66 Oh, never mind; we'll soon find it. I think it was this way,-we'll try it, at any rate." They turned in the direction he indicated, and walked on for some distance without speaking. "Do you remember that fallen tree, Harry?" said Quin, as they came to a large trunk completely uprooted, lying all across their path. "I can't say I do, Philip. I'm afraid we're wrong after all; we must go back." Again they turned, and as they went, the undergrowth seemed to become thicker, as it brushed past their faces and scratched and tore their clothes, which made them think they were going farther and farther into the wood. Up and down they wandered; Harry saying all he could think of to keep up poor Philip's courage, though it must be confessed his own was fast oozing away, for the time was passing on. It was getting dark, as the sun had nearly set. They felt that the blackness of night would soon be upon them, and they were alone in the great silent forest. Philip held Harry's hand tightly clasped in his own, and they looked at each other without speaking a word. Just then, a large bird flew up, and startled them with its heavy flight, and all was still again-so still, that they could almost hear their hearts beating. "Oh, Harry," said Philip, at last, "what will my mother do when she finds we don't come back? Do you think we shall ever find our way back?" "I don't know," said Harry, "perhaps they'll look for us; but I'm afraid they don't know which way we went. I wonder if any one would hear if we shouted ? " Again and again they shouted, but the sound only waked the echoes of the forest, and startled one or two birds that had gone to roost in the trees near; so they gave it up in despair. Presently Harry said, "Philip, let us kneel down and say our prayers—perhaps God will help us." They knelt down hand in hand at the foot of a tree, and Philip uttered a few words of earnest prayer, that God would take care of them and bring them back safely to their homes. When they rose from their knees, Philip said, "Do you remember the psalm, Harry, Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways. The night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.' I don't think we ought to be afraid, for God is with us here just as much as if we were at home." 66 'But, Philip, suppose we are starved to death!" "Oh, but Harry, we've asked God to take care of us; and I know He will, because He has promised to hear our prayers, for Christ's sake." The two boys began to feel less hopeless, as, comforting each other, they thus remembered that their Father in heaven was near, however far they might be from their carthly parents' aid. CHAPTER IV. A NIGHT IN THE FOREST. "Abide with me, fast falls the eventide, The darkness thickens; Lord, with me abide. "I WISH we could light a fire, Harry, it's getting very dark, and I'm so cold." "Ah! that's a capital idea, and I believe we can do it, too, for I've got the matches in my pocket that we were going to use when we fired off the cannon yesterday." They set to work and gathered a large heap of dry wood, which, after many failures, they managed to light with some dead leaves, and soon it burned up brightly. The fire was a great comfort, and afforded them some occupation as well, for they employed all the little light that was left in making a pile of sticks to keep it up all night. This done, they sat down by it, and tried to make themselves as comfortable as they could under the circumstances. It was now quite dark, and |