As they could make nothing of the wreckage they allowed it to drift by and continued their journey around another point of the island. Not to tire themselves, they took turns at rowing. Bob and Stoodles were made as comfortable as possible on the seats, with palm branches laid over them, to protect them from the fierce rays of the sun. Thus an hour passed and still nothing of importance came to view. They saw some more wreckage at a distance, and rowing up to it, discovered several empty chicken crates and an empty water cask. "These prove nothing," said the captain. "The crates may have been thrown overboard on purpose." "It's queer, with so much wreckage around, we don't sight some ship," said Dave. "You are right, lad, for that wreckage is not water-soaked and old." Before long they began to grow hungry, and stopped their search long enough to get a lunch of berries and cold fish, washed down with water from one of the bamboo stems. "This is a great way to carry water," was Dave's comment. "It keeps it very sweet." "So it does, Dave," said the doctor. "But the water is bound to evaporate very rapidly." The lunch over, they resumed their journey. They had put far out to sea on one side of the island. Now they returned, to put out on the opposite side. They were within three hundred feet of the island when Doctor Barrell set up a cry of warning. "Stop! Do not land!" "What's the matter, doctor?" came from the captain. "We were not going to land. We are bound for the other side of the island." "I saw some persons moving behind yonder bushes and rocks," went on the man of science. "Saw somebody?" ejaculated Dave. "Yes." "White men?" "No, savages!" "Are you sure of this?" demanded Captain Broadbeam. "I--I think I am," stammered the doctor. "Where are they?" "Gone now." "Perhaps you were mistaken, doctor," said Dave. "It is possible--but I do not think so." The rowboat was allowed to drift, and all gazed earnestly toward the island. But not a person of any sort appeared. "This is mighty queer," was the captain's comment. "The savages couldn't have been there when we left." "Maybe they just arrived," said Dave. "That is possible. Still----" "I--I may have been mistaken," said Doctor Barrell. "Remember, my eyesight is not of the best." "I wish we were sure of this," went on the captain. "If the savages are on the island in force I don't know as we shall care to go back, even if we don't locate the ship." "Perhaps they are hiding, thinking that we will return," said Dave. "One thing is sure, we have got to be careful of what we do after this." They talked the matter over for a few minutes more and then resumed their journey to the other side of the island. They kept their eyes toward the shore, but neither man nor beast came to view. "Maybe he saw some gorillas," said Bob, who had listened to the talk. "They look like savages from a distance."