Sailors -- Juvenile fiction; Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
One day he was sitting, solitary and sad, on a lofty rock overlooking
the blue ocean, pondering on the means of escaping from his thraldom,
when his eye fell on a white speck in the horizon. For a moment he
thought it was but a snowy-winged sea bird, but larger and larger it
grew, till he knew it to be the white canvas of a ship; and then as sail
after sail rose out of the water, and nearer and nearer she drew to the
land, his heart beat high with hope, for he recognised the gallant
frigate to which he belonged. On she sailed till she cast anchor in a
neighbouring bay. He would have rushed down to the beach and swam off
to meet her, but as he was hurrying on with eager feet, several dark
savages rose up before him, and by significant gestures impeded his
further progress. The frigate's boats came on shore, and the natives
went off to her as before. Jack every day suspected that some
diabolical treachery was meditated, and longed to warn his shipmates of
their danger, but he was too closely watched to have the slightest
chance of communicating with them. How his heart longed to be on board
his ship with his brave companions. In vain--in vain he watched an
opportunity to escape. At length she sailed; the captain, as Jack
suspected, satisfied that the boat had been lost, and that all hands had
perished.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN.
No sooner had the frigate sailed than Jack found himself restored to
comparative liberty; but liberty among such cannibals brought no sweets
to him. Still he saw that the appearance of contentment was more likely
to throw his captors off their guard than the constant exhibition of his
misery; so he set himself to work to build a hut after their style, and
to cultivate a garden, and to manufacture numerous articles of domestic
furniture, as if he had resolved to make himself at home. He was
fortunate in discovering a saw, and plane, and other carpenter's tools,
which had either been given in barter to the natives or been stolen by
them. These he managed to use very skilfully, greatly to their wonder,
as he performed ten times as much work as they could in the same space
of time.
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