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"Don't say that!" wailed Mr. Tarbill. "Shout fire a gun anything! They must come and rescue us!" And in his nervousness the man began to caper about wildly. "Look out, or you'll go overboard!" shouted Captain Spark. Scarcely had he spoken when the boat was caught by a big wave and stood up almost on end. With a yell Mr.
The center was thickly wooded with tropical growth, and the captain was glad to note that there were several varieties of good fruit, including a number of cocoanut trees. "If worst comes to worst we can make a hut of cocoanut leaves," he said. "The natives often do that." "Oh, dear! I hope there are no cannibals here," said Mr. Tarbill at the mention of the word natives.
Accordingly, when there came a little lull in the wind, Bob made his way to where the nervous passenger stood with his back braced against a deckhouse. "It'll be here pretty soon now," said Bob, shouting to make himself heard above the noise of the storm. "What will, my dear young friend?" asked Mr. Tarbill, forgetting his former anger at Bob under the stress of the circumstances.
"Hum!" murmured the captain. "I must say, Bob, you have a queer idea of what is good for the nerves. Now I can't allow this. Mr. Tarbill is a guest of mine, and I will not have his comfort interfered with. He is taking a voyage for his health, and I don't want him annoyed." "I'm sorry," began Bob, always ready to repent, though usually it did not last long. "Then don't do it again."
We are very comfortable, and I don't want to undertake the voyage in the small boat if there is any chance of a ship taking us off from here." The thought that they were not so very far from an island, where the chances of rescue were most excellent, put every one in good humor, save Mr. Tarbill. He remained gloomy and nervous.
His good spirits should have been a lesson to Mr. Tarbill. That gentleman had lost nothing but what could be easily replaced, but the captain had lost his fine ship. Still he did not complain, and Bob, seeing his demeanor under trying circumstances, resolved to try and be like the stanch mariner. After breakfast Captain Spark looked carefully over the gig to see if the craft was seaworthy.
Is the ship going up or down?" asked the nervous passenger. "Is what blowing?" "The Jilla-Jilly wind!" "The Jilla-Jilly wind?" repeated the mate in wonder, thinking Mr. Tarbill might be out of his head. "Yes, Bob told me about it. It blows up and down and is liable to take one up Into the clouds or down into the ocean." "What nonsense! Look here, Mr. Tarbill, that was one of Bob's jokes.
"What's the matter?" asked the boy. "There are two men down there on the beach! Perhaps they are cannibals! We had better go back!" "Let me take a look," proposed Bob. Cautiously he went forward, gave one glance at the figures to which Mr. Tarbill pointed, and then he uttered a cry. "Hurrah!" he shouted. "They are Captain Spark and Tim Flynn, one of the sailors! They've managed to get to shore!
The amount of the latter was very small, as they did not have many casks in which to store a supply for their voyage. Still, no one complained, even Mr. Tarbill being too stunned by what he had done to find any fault. The day passed slowly, and the breeze kept up.
"Never mind, it will help some," came from Captain Spark, and they sailed and rowed with all the skill and strength they possessed. "Are we closer?" asked Mr. Tarbill. "Not yet!" answered the captain. "Can't we call to them?" "No but we can fire a shot," answered Captain Spark, and not one shot but half a dozen were discharged. "If only the lookout sees us," said Bob.
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