My First Voyage to Southern SeasKingston, William Henry Giles
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My First Voyage to Southern Seas
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Oceania -- Juvenile fiction; Voyages and travels -- Juvenile fiction
Sills, throwing himself back on the grass, when one day I asked him to
take his turn in looking out for any ships which might be passing. "For
my part, I am ready to remain here till I want a new rig out; it will
then be time enough to think of getting away."
I could make no reply to such a senseless answer.
In a short time, however, he and Brown got tired of their daily fare of
turtle, and the latter proposed to try and get some fish. Though idle,
Brown was not destitute of ingenuity. He first set to work, and out of
some nails which he drew from a plank washed on shore, he manufactured
several very good hooks, his chief tool being a file which he had in his
knife. He soon, also, found several fibrous plants from which he made
some strong, and yet fine lines. Among the things left by Mr Henley
was an axe: with this two trees were cut down, and a sort of double
canoe, or rather raft, was constructed. The fanlike leaves of the palm
served for paddles. Brown and Sills insisted on going off together,
though Tom and I would have much liked to have accompanied them. They
only proposed, however, to fish inside the reef. The doctor charged
them, as they were shoving off, not to get carried outside, and to
beware of being capsized, for fear of sharks. They laughed and said
that they knew very well how to take care of themselves. We watched
them paddling about, and at times, it seemed, catching a good many fish.
At length they returned on shore.
"Well, you see, doctor, we were not capsized or eaten by sharks,
notwithstanding all your prognostications!" exclaimed Sills as he jumped
on shore.
"I am truly glad to find it," answered the doctor, examining the fish
just caught; "but let me assure you, if you eat those fish, in a few
hours hence it will make but little difference to you; they are without
scales, and of a highly poisonous character."
"I don't believe that, doctor," answered Sills, with a foolish laugh.
"Brown says he has eaten them a hundred times and not been the worse for
them, so I'm not afraid."
"Brown may have eaten the same fish in other latitudes, or at different
times of the year; but from my knowledge of them I should advise you not
to touch them, or at all events eat but a very small portion at a time,
and see what effects it produces."
After this warning I could not have supposed it possible that Sills
would have neglected to follow the doctor's advice; but in a short time
I saw him and Brown light a fire, and proceed to cook the fish over it.
We had manufactured some flour from one of the palms we had cut down,
and with this and some salt they made a hearty meal. Having cooked a
further supply they brought it to us.
"Come--nonsense, take some of this, old fellows," exclaimed Sills,
holding out a toasted fish at the end of a stick. "We are not a bit the
worse for it, you see;--it's very rich and luscious, let me tell you."
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