Sailors -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
The next day a boat was sent to explore the coast, and to select a more
secure harbour for the ship; Jack formed one of the crew. Meantime, a
most friendly intercourse was maintained with the natives; a number of
the officers and crew constantly visiting the shore. While the boat was
away a sudden gale sprung up, and the ship was obliged to put to sea to
avoid the risk of being driven on shore. Meantime the boat in which
were Jack and his companions was driven towards a reef a short distance
from the land. The lieutenant in command urged them to pull hard to
save their lives. Of course they pulled as they had not often pulled
before, but their efforts were of no avail. High rose the foaming
breakers around them, and the black rock appeared beneath their keel.
Down came the boat upon it and was shattered into a thousand fragments.
Jack thought his last moments were come. Still he struck out boldly,
though blinded by the spray he could not see where he was going. At
length he discovered that he was inside the reef with four of his
companions near him, some clinging to oars and bits of the wreck and
others swimming. There had been nine in all, four were missing. Jack
looked back. He saw a person still struggling in the breakers.
Throwing off his shoes and jacket and grasping an oar he bravely swam
back, and just as the drowning man was giving up the struggle in
despair, he seized him by the collar, and placing his hands on the oar
towed him into smooth water. It was the lieutenant. The other poor
fellows could nowhere be seen.
Expecting a kind reception from the friendly natives the survivors made
towards the shore. Naked, bruised, and bleeding, they reached the
yellow shell-strewed sands. They climbed up the bank and approached a
village. Before many minutes they were discovered, and some twenty or
more savages were seen rushing towards them. Jack was assisting the
officer whose life he had saved. They were a little apart from the
rest. Near them was an odd looking building, with a hideous figure in
the centre, shaded by trees.
"Come in here," exclaimed the officer. "Follow me, my men."
Jack and he reached the temple and got hold of the idol. Before the
rest could follow their example the savages with hideous yells were upon
them with their clubs, and to his grief and horror Jack saw every one of
them struck down and killed. The bodies were instantly stripped, and
being placed on litters, were carried away by some of the savages, while
the rest approached Jack and the lieutenant.
Among them was one who was evidently a chief. He took their hands, but
they refused to let go the idol. Jack was heartily ashamed of his
position, but he did not forget, that he must look for protection from
above. The chief intimated that if they would trust to him they would
be safe.
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