108 DAYS IN THE OPEN 



inches of water! When they were fairly stuck 

 fast and it looked as if the boat could never be 

 stirred again until floated by the next tide, the re- 

 proving voice of the passenger would be heard 

 assuring the perspiring propellers that it was all 

 their own fault; that if they had kept a little this 

 way or to that side, all would have been well. As 

 they listened, the wonder grew in their minds that 

 Job ever allowed the friends who visited him in the 

 capacity of an advisory committee to escape with 

 their lives. But it takes more than a heavy dory 

 and an unappreciative passenger to discourage men 

 who are firm believers in the perseverance of the 

 saints, and the Judge and the Preacher hauled their 

 burden through a mile of mud and water, and live 

 to tell the tale. 



Fair Prince Edward Island! Across the years 

 the Preacher sees your smiling fields and sober 

 woods and hears the beat of the surf and the tinkle 

 of silver streams. Land of trout ! Land of peace ! 

 Land of Nod ! 



