OF ATTACKS BY LAND AND SEA; AND OF THE USES OF HUNGER IN THE MENDING OF MANNERS CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FIRST OF THE MANNER IN WHICH THE CREW ARE PERSUADED TO AN INDUSTRIOUS AND ORDERLY MODE OF LIFE CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SECOND OF OUR DEPARTURE FROM PALM TREE ISLAND; OF THOSE WHO WON THROUGH, AND OF THOSE WHO FELL BY THE WAY ILLUSTRATIONS IN COLOUR BY ARCHIBALD WEBB "WHEN I LET FLY THE ARROW IT SPED VERY TRUE . . . . . . _Frontispiece_ (see p. 335) "ONE LIFTED THE PLANK AND AIMED A FURIOUS BLOW AT MY HEAD" "THE BEAST WHEELED ABOUT, AND RUSHED UPON BILLY" "I CRIED OUT TO HIM THAT A MONSTER WAS ATTACKING ME" "ONE DAY I FOUND HIM TRYING TO SHAVE WITH A FLINT" "THE BEAST HEAVED ITSELF CLEAN OUT OF THE WATER" "BILLY REACHED OVER, AND BROUGHT HIS AXE DOWN ON THE MAN'S HEAD" "I DEALT HIM SUCH A BLOW THAT HE FELL DOUBLED UP AT THE DOORWAY" PEN-AND-INK SKETCHES BY ALAN WRIGHT BILLY'S AXE OUR FLINT SCRAPER FOR SHARPENING AXES BILLY'S PLATE AND MUG SOME OF MY POTTERY SPEARHEAD BILLY'S BOW AND ARROW BILLY'S SCRAPER FOR ROUNDING ARROW SHAFTS CLAY SAUCEPANS, AND TONGS OF WOOD OUR PIG-STY KNIVES AND FORK CLAY PAIL, THE HANDLE OF A TOUGH ROOT, BOUND ON WITH SHRUNK HIDE BILLY'S PALM-LEAF HAT OUR SMALL HUT TURNED INTO A FOWL-HOUSE JUG WITH BENT-WOOD HANDLE, AND CUP THE BRUSH BILLY MADE, SHOWING ALSO THE MANNER OF IT COMB OF SPINES SPADE CUT OUT OF A LOG RAKE HEAD AND SCALLOP-SHELL HOE OUR WHEELBARROW OUR TABLE MY CHAIR AND BILLY'S STOOL OUR FISH-HOOKS OUR GAFF AND LANDING-NET OUR HARPOONS OUR CANOE OUR TRIPOD BILLY'S TOASTING-FORK OUR BASKETS OUR LAMP MAP OF PALM TREE ISLAND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . _facing p._ 96 CHAPTER THE FIRST OF MY UNCLE AND HIS OF HIS CONVERSATIONS WITH TWO MARINERS I was rising four years old when my parents died, both within one week, of the small-pox; and the day of their funeral is the furthermost of my recollections. My nurse, having tied up the sleeves of my pinafore with black, held me with her in the great room down-stairs as the mourners assembled. Their solemn faces and whispered words, and the dreadful black garments, drove me into a state of terror, and I was not far from screaming among them when there entered a big man with a jolly red face, at whom the company rose and bowed very respectfully. The moment he was within the room his eye lit on me, and seeing at a glance how matters stood, he thrust one hand into his great pocket, and drew it forth full of sugar-plums, which he laid in my pinafore, and then bade the nurse take me away.