BOYS OF THE BIBLE. 297

“There is a lad here with five barley loaves and two
small fishes, but what are they among so many?” With
what followed we are all familiar. The basketful of food
became a banquet for the multitudes. The people sat
down in happy companies on the fresh-springing grass, and
Jesus blessed the meal.

“* Twas seed-time when he blessed the bread,
’ Twas harvest when he brake.”

Who was this lad who carried the basket of bread and
fishes?

Searching through the note-books of an old fellow-stu-
dent, who had spent some years in travel through Greece,
Egypt and the Holy Land, partly in search of health and
partly from love of travel, but who died all too soon, an
interesting story —half story, half legend—concerning this very
lad of the gospel record presents itself. The student in
question spent some months on the shores of Galilee during
the fishing season, and although, as he says in his journal, he
was pained to find that the sacred memories that ought to
cling forever about the shores and waters of Galilee are fast
dying out, and such as remain are generally made the medium
of extorting money from the too credulous visitor, yet here
and there he met a man or woman who kept these memories
green for love of Him who trod these shores and hushed the
noisy tempest to an abiding calm.

One old fisherman he found who had quite a store of
legends of the days of Christ, and who seemed to know every
spot of interest in that deeply interesting region. One day
this fisherman took the traveler to Cana, where the wedding
feast was held at which Jesus was present. After pointing
out certain supposed relics of that memorable occasion, he