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Bill followed him back to the rock, but they brought only a small piece of salted tongue and some biscuits, almost soaked through, but no water. The captain could only taste a very little, but there was enough to satisfy Hixon's and Peter's appetites. In vain the poor captain cried out for water nothing had been found to carry it in.
"The foot of the mainmast still hangs to the ship and the head rests on a rock," he said; "what is beyond I cannot tell, it may be water or it may be land, but the sea does not break over it; it is our only chance if we can manage to reach it." "Well, lads, we had better follow old Hixon's advice," said the captain. "Those who wish it can go." The mate and the other men hung back.
These were some of the things the six little Bunkers said as they listened to Bill Hixon's parrot, as it moved about in the cage on the back seat of Mr. Mead's auto. "Couldn't we keep it, Mother?" asked Rose. "I'd like it almost as much as my doll!" "Oh, mercy no, child! We couldn't keep Mr. Hixon's parrot!" said Mrs. Bunker. "Have you one, Grandma Bell?" asked Russ.
"There's nobody in my machine but " "Let me out! Oh, let me out!" cried the voice again. "There!" exclaimed Grandma Bell. A queer look came over Mr. Mead's face. Then he laughed. Once more the voice sounded. "Let me out! Let me out!" "Who is it?" asked Grandma Bell. "Why that's Bill Hixon's parrot!" said the owner of the big auto. "I've got him in a cage in the back of my car.
Don't be no blame fool," dissuaded Wile McCager. "Hixon's plumb full of them Hollmans, an' they're likely ter be full of licker hit's Saturday. Hit's apt ter be shore death fer ye ter try ter ride through Main Street ef ye gits thet fur. Ye dassent do hit." "I dast do anything!" asserted the boy, with a flash of sudden anger. "Some liar 'lowed awhile ago thet I was a coward. All right, mebby I be.
He dipped his fingers in it again and drew them slowly across the back of his left hand. "Precisely," he said. "I propose to deliver it tonight before I sail. I leave it at Hixon's farm." "He's dead," said Mr. Aiken. "Exactly," said my father. "Only his shade will help me. Perhaps it will be enough who knows?" "There'll be half a dozen after you before you get through the gate," said Mr.
"But if Simon had begun to read the Bible when he was young, he would not have become such as you say he now is," observed Peter. "Jesus Christ would have changed Simon Hixon's heart, and then he could not have become a sulky, swearing old ruffian." "You are too deep for me," said Bell, with a forced laugh.
The middle watch had been called, and the fresh look-outs, rubbing their eyes, had just gone to their posts. It was Hixon's turn at the wheel. Peter, who was in the same watch, followed him aft, for the old man had undertaken to give him lessons in steering.
"How did Bill Hixon's parrot get in your auto, Mr. Mead?" "Oh, Bill's sending him over to his mother's to keep for him while he's off in the woods lumbering," said Mr. Mead. "He knew I was coming up this way, Bill Hixon did, so he asked me to bring his parrot along. I put the bird in his cage under the back-seat of the auto, and I forgot all about him, or her, whichever it is.
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