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Henry cut it into suitable shape and nailed and lashed it securely to the runners and to the table top. Now he had a flat-bottomed sled with a rising front to it that would serve. He smiled as he looked at the queer contrivance and said aloud: "I wish Mr. Lesher could see that!" "Who is Mr. Lesher?" asked George. "Oh, he's my Scoutmaster back in Ohio. Now come on!"
We had to live on fish, birds, and fruit, and we've had a hard lot of it, I can tell you that. Yesterday Lesher and I resolved to explore this island, thinking that perhaps some of the wreckage from the schooner had washed ashore here. We came over in the afternoon and tramped along the north shore until it grew dark, but without finding anything.
"Captain Blossom, old Jerry Tolman, and the three Rover boys. Old Jerry and Dick have just gone over to the wreck en an errand. The others have gone on an exploring tour among the islands, which are seven in number." "Got the wreck, have yer!" came in almost a grunt from Jack Lesher. "Sure enough!" He staggered down to the beach. "Don't see why you stay here when you might be aboard of her."
They walked to the boat, shoved it into the water, and leaped in. Just as Lesher picked up the oars Dick saw what they were doing. "Stop!" he cried. "What do you want?" growled the mate. "Where are you going?" "Over to the wreck." "What for?" "That is our business," put in Dan Baxter. "You shan't go over there until Captain Blossom comes back."
"We ought to remain on guard after this," said Dick to Tom, when they and Sam were alone. "I don't want to trust our enemies for a single moment." And it was agreed that one or another should watch constantly. The storm cleared away as suddenly as it had come, and the next morning the sun shone as brightly as ever. When Baxter and Lesher came to breakfast both were sullen.
"When Lesher and Baxter got back to where they left us they were very bitter against you," began Gibson. "They told us that you had tried to make them work like niggers, fixing up this house. They said that they wanted to come right back and bring us here, but you wouldn't let them go until the house was finished." "Which is not true, as all of us here know," said Captain Blossom.
"You are so good!" she whispered. Supper was ready, and they sat down, leaving Jack Lesher still in the hammock. They had nearly finished when Dan Baxter came shuffling along. "Do you want some supper?" asked Dick. "If you do, come on." "I don't want anything more to-night," growled the bully, and sat down beside Jack Lesher. It was rather an uncomfortable evening.
"That is where you make a mistake. The sailors are all rough fellows, some of them worse than Jack Lesher. Now, if you are willing to count me as a friend, I'll stand by you when the crowd comes over." "We don't want your friendship, Dan Baxter, so there!" cried Nellie. "We know your past, and we know that you cannot be trusted." "Don't think I am as good as the Rovers, eh?"
"It is an awful death to die in the midst of the ocean," and the youngest Rover shuddered. "I agree with you," said Tom. "But I am more sorry for Captain Blossom than for Baxter." "The wrecking of the ship was the fault of the mate. He was drunk," said Dick. "The man at the wheel was doing what was right until Jack Lesher came along." "Well, I guess the mate went down with the rest."
On returning to the shore of the bay, Captain Blossom and Tom went on a hunt along the beach and presently discovered the rowboat that had overturned with them during the storm. The craft was but little damaged and they soon had it mended, and then the captain brought it around to the anchorage in front of the house. "I wonder when Baxter and Lesher will arrive with the sailors?" said Nellie.
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