Adventure stories; Castaways -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction
The arrangement of the boat was simple. She had been ballasted with
heavy pieces of granite, set in a bed of lime, and weighing 12,000
pounds. A deck was placed over this ballast, and the interior was
divided into two compartments, the larger containing two bunks, which
served as chests. The foot of the mast was at the partition separating
the compartments, which were entered through hatchways.
Pencroff had no difficulty in finding a tree suitable for a mast. He
chose a young straight fir, without knots, so that all he had to do was
to square the foot and round it off at the head. All the iron work had
been roughly but solidly made at the Chimneys; and in the first week of
October yards, topmast, spars, oars, etc., everything, in short, was
completed; and it was determined that they would first try the craft
along the shores of the island, so as to see how she acted.
She was launched on the 10th of October. Pencroff was radiant with
delight. Completely rigged, she had been pushed on rollers to the edge
of the shore, and, as the tide rose, she was floated on the surface of
the water, amid the applause of the colonists, and especially of
Pencroff, who showed no modesty on this occasion. Moreover, his vanity
looked beyond the completion of the craft, as, now that she was built,
he was to be her commander. The title of captain was bestowed upon him
unanimously.
In order to satisfy Captain Pencroff it was necessary at once to name
his ship, and after considerable discussion they decided upon Good
Luck—the name chosen by the honest sailor. Moreover, as the weather was
fine, the breeze fresh, and the sea calm, the trial must be made at
once in an excursion along the coast.
“Get aboard! Get aboard!” cried Captain Pencroff.
At half-past 10, after having eaten breakfast and put some provisions
aboard, everybody, including Top and Jup, embarked, the sails were
hoisted, the flag set at the masthead, and the Good Luck, with Pencroff
at the helm, stood out to sea.
On going out from Union Bay they had a fair wind, and they were able to
see that, sailing before it, their speed was excellent. After doubling
Jetsam Point and Claw Cape, Pencroff had to lie close to the wind in
order to skirt along the shore, and he observed the Good Luck would
sail to within five points of the wind, and that she made but little
lee-way. She sailed very well, also, before the wind, minding her helm
perfectly, and gained even in going about.
The passengers were enchanted. They had a good boat, which, in case of
need, could render them great service, and in this splendid weather,
with the fair wind, the sail was delightful. Pencroff stood out to sea
two or three miles, opposite Balloon Harbor, and then the whole varied
panorama of the island from Claw Cape to Reptile Promontory was visible
under a new aspect. In the foreground were the pine forests,
contrasting with the foliage of the other trees, and over all rose Mt.
Franklin, its head white with snow.
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