Her Sister Ebba

A GLORIOUS sunrise illumined the earth, and two persons, standing apart from one another, watched it from the deck of the paddleboat 'Brittany,' while that good ship ploughed her way through the famous Passage d'Ortach on her voyage to the Channel Islands. It is seldom calm here; the sunken rocks disturb the sea and the current runs strong. On this July morning, though no rude wind whistles round the ship and the siren-fog horn is silent, an appreciable difference in the movement of the vessel is felt by passengers to whom the voyage is, to say the least of it, not an unmixed joy.