Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Heroes -- Juvenile fiction; Orphans -- Juvenile fiction; Shipwrecks -- Juvenile fiction
Perceiving it, and not thinking of his own danger, Francesco gave him
a push, and losing his balance the captain fell over the edge, a
distance of sixty feet, upon the jagged rocks beneath. But not alone!
Still retaining his fierce clutch upon the Italian’s throat, the
murderer, too, fell with him, and both were stretched in an instant,
mangled and lifeless, at the bottom of the precipice.
When night came, and neither returned, it was thought singular, but
the night was dark, and they were unprovided with lanterns, so that
the search was postponed till morning. It was only after a search of
several hours that the two were found.
After the captain’s death two distinct camps were still maintained,
but the most cordial relations existed between them. At the suggestion
of the mate, an inventory was made of the stock of provisions, and to
each camp was assigned an amount proportioned to the number of men
which it contained.
There was no immediate prospect of want. Still, the more prudent
regarded with anxiety the steady diminution of the stock remaining,
and an attempt to eke them out by fresh fish caught off the island.
But the inevitable day was only postponed. At length only a week’s
provisions remained. The condition was becoming serious.
“What shall we do?” was the question put to Mr. Holdfast, who was now
looked upon by all as their leader and chief.
Upon this the mate called a general meeting of all upon the island,
sailors and passengers alike.
“My friends,” he said, “it is useless to conceal our situation. We are
nearly out of provisions, and though we may manage to subsist upon the
fish we catch, and other esculents native to this spot, it will be a
daily fight against starvation. I have been asked what we are to do. I
prefer rather to call for suggestions from you. What have you to
suggest?”
“In my view there are two courses open to us,” said Mr. Stubbs,
finding that no one else appeared to have anything to propose. “We
must remain here and eat the rest of our provisions, but there seems
very little chance of our attracting the attention of any passing
vessel. We appear to be out of the ordinary course. Of course, it is
possible that some ship may have passed the island without attracting
our notice. What is your opinion, Mr. Holdfast?”
“The flag of the Nantucket, as you know, has floated night and day
from a pole erected on a high bluff,” said the mate. “The chances are
that if any vessel had come sufficiently near it would have attracted
attention, and led to a boat being lowered, and an exploring party
sent thither.”
“While we’ve got any provisions left,” said the boatswain, “let us
take the boats, and pull out to sea. We can go where the ships are,
and then we’ll have some chance. They’ll never find us here,
leastways, such is my opinion.”
“My friends,” said the mate, “you have heard the proposal made by the
boatswain. All who are in favor of it will please raise their right
hand.”
All voted in the affirmative.
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