Adventure stories; Castaways -- Fiction; Islands of the Pacific -- Fiction; Science fiction
“Sooner, perhaps, than you think, my friends,” said the engineer, “if
Lincoln Island is not very far from an inhabited archipelego or a
continent. And we will find that out within an hour. I have no map of
the Pacific, but I have a distinct recollection of its southern
portion. Yesterday’s observation places the island in the latitude of
New Zealand and Chili. But the distance between these two countries is
at least 6,000 miles. We must therefore determine what point in this
space the island occupies, and that I hope to get pretty soon from the
longitude.
“Is not the Low Archipelago nearest us in latitude,” asked Herbert.
“Yes,” replied the engineer, “but it is more than 1,200 miles distant.”
“And that way?” inquired Neb, who followed the conversation with great
interest, pointing towards the south.
“Nothing!” answered Pencroff.
“Nothing, indeed,” added the engineer.
“Well, Cyrus,” demanded the reporter, “if we find Lincoln Island to be
only 200 or 300 miles from New Zealand or Chili?”
“We will build a ship instead of a house, and Pencroff shall command
it.”
“All right, Mr. Smith,” cried the sailor; “I am all ready to be
captain, provided you build something seaworthy.”
“We will, if it is necessary,” answered Smith.
While these men, whom nothing could discourage, were talking, the hour
for taking the observation approached. Herbert could not imagine how
Mr. Smith would be able to ascertain the time of the sun’s passage of
the meridian of the island without a single instrument. It was 11
o’clock, and the party, halting about six miles from the Chimneys, not
far from the place where they had found the engineer after his
inexplicable escape, set about preparing breakfast. Herbert found fresh
water in a neighboring brook, and brought some back in a vessel which
Neb had with him.
Meantime, the engineer made ready for his astronomical observation. He
chose a smooth dry place upon the sand, which the sea had left
perfectly level. It was no more necessary, however, for it to be
horizontal, than for the rod which he stuck in the sand to be
perpendicular. Indeed, the engineer inclined the rod towards the south
or away from the sun, as it must not be forgotten that the colonists of
Lincoln Island, being in the Southern Hemisphere, saw the orb of day
describe his diurnal arc above the northern horizon.
Then Herbert understood how by means of the shadow of the rod on the
sand, the engineer would be able to ascertain the culmination of the
sun, that is to say, its passage of the meridian of the island, or, in
other words, the _time_ of the place. For the moment that the shadow
obtained its minimum length it would be noon, and all they had to do
was to watch carefully the end of the shadow. By inclining the rod from
the sun Smith had made the shadow longer, and therefore its changes
could be the more readily noted.
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