It was some time before Johnstone recovered the full use of his faculties; his eyes unclosed but to stare fixedly upon the bank, which, however, was now unoccupied. He then remained for some moments in silence and inward prayer; when the same old man who had spoken before, said, "Here is a young friend of yours asking for you; he used to be a favourite,—Robert Evelyn."
"I did not spare his brother for his sake, nor yet for the sake of his father—mine own and familiar friend!" and again he relapsed into moody silence.
He was roused by Evelyn's approach, who could have no feeling but pity for the worn-out and dying being. He asked some questions respecting the proposed emigration; and again the haggard countenance before him kindled with the heart's strong purpose.
"It is the will of Heaven!" exclaimed Johnstone in a tone of strong excitement. "I know that at this moment I stand on the threshold of eternity! I have looked on that which none can see and live. I shall sleep in the green earth of England. Robert Evelyn, in the name of your God and of your father, I commission you in my stead. Lead ye this remnant of true believers across the unfathomable ocean; guide them amid
