At its conclusion they adjourned to the deck.  A pleasant air was stirring, the sun drawing near his setting, the western sky glowing with brilliant hues, while the sounds of life on water and land came softly to the ear.

The young people formed one group, the older ones another, conversing among themselves, mostly in rather subdued tones.

“You have hardly been in America ever since I saw you last?” Lucilla said enquiringly, addressing Albert Austin.

“Oh, no; we went home shortly upon bidding you good-by after our brief acquaintance in Minersville,” he replied; adding, “And I presume you had very nearly forgotten us?”

“No,” she said; “we have spoken of you occasionally,—­papa, Max, and I,—­and I recognized your father the moment I saw him to-day; you also, though I am not sure that I should have done so had you been alone; for of course you have changed much more than he has.”

“Not more than you have, Miss Raymond,” he returned with a look of undisguised admiration; “yet I knew you instantly, though I saw you before I perceived that the captain made one of the company you were in.”

“Indeed!” she said with a merry little laugh.  “I am afraid I hoped I had grown and improved more than that would seem to imply.”

“But you are still as proud as ever of being an American, and as proud of your Stripes and Stars?” he remarked enquiringly and with an amused smile.

“Yes, most emphatically, yes,” she replied, lifting her eyes to the flag floating overhead, “I still think it the most beautiful banner ever flung to the breeze.”

“And I suppose—­from its constant display here, there, and everywhere—­that that must be the idea of Americans in general,” remarked Miss Austin in a slightly sneering tone.  “I must say I have—­naturally, I suppose,—­a far greater admiration for England’s flag, yet I should not want to see it so ostentatiously displayed on all occasions as yours is.”

Lucilla colored, but was silent, fearing she might speak too warmly in defence of her favorite banner should she attempt a reply; but Chester took it up.

“Miss Austin must remember,” he said, speaking in calm, polite tones, “that ours is a very large country, to which immigrants from other lands are constantly flocking; and they, as well as the ignorant among ourselves, need to have constantly kept before them the fact that we, though spread over so many States, form but one nation; for otherwise our Union could not be maintained; we must continually impress upon all our people that this one glorious nation is never to be separated into parts; and the flag is the emblem of our Union; a symbol that is unmistakable; and so it is displayed as the chief glory of our nation; and therefore we love it and cannot see too much of it.”

Even as he spoke the sun neared the horizon, all on the Dolphin’s deck rose to their feet, and as he sank out of sight, the firing of a gun from the Illinois announcing the fact, saluted the flag as, at the same moment, it came fluttering down from its lofty perch.