He stood for a long time not caring to enter. His strength had been
worn down by the privations of his island life; his nerves, usually like
steel, were becoming unstrung; his mind had fallen into a morbid state,
and was a prey to a thousand strange fancies. The closed doors of
the cabin stood there before him, and he began to imagine that some
frightful spectacle was concealed within.
Perhaps he would find some traces of that tragedy of which he had heard.
Since the ship had come here, and he had been cast ashore to meet it,
there was nothing which he might not anticipate.
A strange horror came over him as he looked at the cabin. But he was not
the man to yield to idle fancies. Taking a long breath he walked
across the island, and then back again. By that time he had completely
recovered, and the only feeling now remaining was one of intense
curiosity.
This time he went up without hesitation, and climbed on board the
vessel. The sand was heaped up astern, the masts gone, and the hatchways
torn off, as has been said. The wind which had blown the sand away had
swept the decks as clean as though they had been holy-stoned. Not a rope
or a spar or any movable of any kind could be seen.
He walked aft. He tried the cabin door; it was wedged fast as though
part of the front. Finding it immovable he stepped back and kicked at it
vigorously. A few sturdy kicks started the panel. It gradually yielded
and sank in. Then the other panel followed. He could now look in and
see that the sand lay inside to the depth of a foot. As yet, however, he
could not enter. There was nothing else to do except to kick at it
till it was all knocked away, and this after some patient labor was
accomplished.
He entered. The cabin was about twelve feet square, lighted by
dead-lights in the deck above. On each side were two state-rooms
probably intended for the ship’s officers. The doors were all open. The
sand had drifted in here and covered the floor and the berths. The floor
of the cabin was covered with sand to the depth of a foot. There was
no large opening through which it could enter: but it had probably
penetrated through the cracks of the doorway in a fine, impalpable dust,
and had covered every available surface within.
In the centre of the cabin was a table, secured to the floor, as ships’
tables always are; and immediately over it hung the barometer which was
now all corroded and covered with mould and rust. A half dozen stools
were around, some lying on their sides, some upside down, and one
standing upright. The door by which he had entered was at one side, on
the other side was another, and between the two stood a sofa, the shape
of which was plainly discernible under the sand. Over this was a clock,
which had ticked its last tick.
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