"Don't you think it might be me as has found it?" said Sam, with a grim laugh. "There, gentlemen, I couldn't answer for those trees being blown down by a hurricane. I looked out for them to take my bearings, and they were gone. I must have seen the rock, too, at low water." "Then you think we are near the place?" cried Dutch, eagerly. "Well, sir," said Oakum coolly, "I won't be too cocksure to a foot or two in a few thousand miles; but if the capen here will send out a kedge anchor in the boat, and drop it about a dozen fathoms towards that rock to port there, and haul upon it till the schooner's bowsprit pynts dead for them two rocks, so as we has them in a line, I'll eat my hat if we ain't right over some part or other of the old wreck." A dead silence ensued for a few moments as if every man's breath was taken away, and then giving his orders sharply a little anchor was lowered down into the jolly-boat; and to Mr Jones was given the task of carrying out the manoeuvre. This was soon done--the anchor dropped over the boat's side with a splash, taking firm hold directly, and then the hawser was hauled upon by the men on board, till the position of the schooner was altered so that she lay with her bowsprit pointing right across the two rocks indicated by Oakum. "That will do," the latter shouted--"not another foot. Make fast." STORY ONE, CHAPTER EIGHTEEN. OVER THE TREASURE. The hawser was secured and, as the jolly-boat lay alongside, a second small anchor was lowered into her, and carried out and dropped on the other side, the rope hauled taut and made fast, and the schooner now moored in a position which the light current could not affect, though a storm would doubtless have made the anchors drag. "That's my job 'bout done, capen and Mr Parkley, sire. I said as I'd put the schooner over the spot; and there she is." "But do you really think, Oakum--" began Mr Parkley. "I don't think nothing, sir. There's the place and that 'ere's the rock as 'Pollo dived off into the deep water. Ain't it, 'Pollo?" "Dat's true, sah," cried the black, laughing boisterously. "Then its 'bout time I browt up the helmets and things, eh?" said Rasp, who had been looking on with inquiring eye. "Not yet, Rasp," exclaimed Dutch, who now hurried to the side, and peered down into the brightly illumined depths, an example followed by the captain and half the crew. The result was disappointing, and Dutch and Mr Parkley descended into the boat, waiting till it was perfectly motionless, and then making use of a large tube which they thrust some feet down into the water, and gazed intently at the rocks, sands, and wonders of the sea below.