THE EXPLORING EXPEDITION.
EIULO--PEARL-SHELL BEACH--A WARLIKE COLONY--AN INVASION REPELLED.
"They linger there while weeks and months go by,
And hold their hope, tho' weeks and months are past;
And still at morning round the farthest sky,
And still at eve, their eager glance is cast,
If there they may behold the far-off mast
Arise, for which they have not ceased to pray."
For a number of days we remained upon the islet where we had first
landed, seldom visiting even the adjacent shore. During this time we
subsisted upon cocoa-nuts and a small species of shell-fish, resembling
mussels, which we obtained in abundance from the ledges of the
neighbouring reef, and which the little native told us, were used as a
common article of food among his own people. We had reason to feel
grateful that, while we were as feeble and incapable of exertion as we
found ourselves for some days, food could be so readily procured. It
was also fortunate that during this period the weather continued
remarkably fine and mild, with no perceptible variations of temperature;
for I have little doubt that in the reduced and exhausted condition in
which we then were, and being without any effectual shelter, two or
three days of bad weather would have cost some of us our lives. The
nights were dry and mild, and no dew seemed to fall upon the islet:
thanks to this genial weather, and to abundance of nourishing food, we
began rapidly to recover strength.
Some time passed before we thought of making any attempt to penetrate or
explore the island. We were, naturally, very reluctant to admit even to
ourselves, the probability that our stay upon it was to be of any long
duration; and we did not therefore feel as much interest in its
character and resources as we should otherwise have done. All our
thoughts and hopes ran in one channel. We looked for the coming of a
ship to rescue us from our dreary position; and every morning and
evening, at least, and generally many times a day, some one of us
climbed into the tuft of an inclining palm, to take a careful survey of
that portion of the ocean, which could be seen from our side of the
island. The thought of acting in any respect as though the lonely spot
where we now found ourselves was destined to be our permanent abode, was
in fact too painful and repugnant to our feelings to be willingly
entertained; we were content therefore, to provide for our daily wants
as they arose, without anticipating or preparing for the future.
A few days passed in this unvaried and monotonous routine, seemed in
reality a long period; recent occurrences began to assume the vagueness
of things that had happened years ago. I remember particularly, that,
in looking back at the dreadful scenes of the mutiny, and our subsequent
sufferings at sea, the whole seemed unreal, and more like a horrible
dream, than an actual part of our past experience.
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