THE SHIPWRECK. 301

Kiss me, my darling! And now come and see
your mother.”

Deemones and his wife had scarcely finished rejoic-
ing over their newly-found child, when young Ple-
sidippus came up, and told his story, and explained
who he was.

“So you fell in love with our little girl,” said
Dzemones, “when you did not know who she was?
Very good; you shall have her.”

“T owe you something for what you have done,”
said Plesidippus to his slave, Trachalio. “I shall
set you free.”

‘A thousand thanks, master!” said Trachalio.
“But there is something else, if I may make so
bold. There is Ampelisca.”

“All right,” said Demones. “TI will buy her of
her owner, and you shall marry her.”

“And what am I to have?” said Gripus. “If
I hadn’t fished up the trunk, where would you all
have been?”

“Of course you will be satisfied with seeing every-
body happy,” said his master.

Poor Gripus’s face fell.

“Cheer up, my man,” cried Dzmones, “ you shall
have your freedom, and something to start in business
with.”