The Voyages of the "Ranger" and "Crusader": And what befell their Passengers and Crews.Kingston, William Henry Giles
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The Voyages of the "Ranger" and "Crusader": And what befell their Passengers and Crews.
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Seafaring life -- Juvenile fiction
"But if another gale was to spring up, and there is every chance of
that, the flag might be blown to pieces, or the flagstaff itself carried
away," observed the boatswain. "If you think fit, therefore, Mr
Shafto, I'll remain here with one or two of the men; and, depend on it,
we will keep a bright look-out for passing vessels, so that we need only
hoist our flag should one come near enough to see it."
"We can ill spare you at the camp, Bollard," said Harry; "and if you
remain here you will require shelter and food. This hill is a bleak
place, and if we could not get to you with a supply of provisions, you
would run the risk of starving."
"As to shelter, we have our axes, and we might easily put up a hut; and
for the matter of food, if we are hard-pressed, we can make our way
overland to the settlement; it cannot be much more than five or six
miles."
As the boatswain was so anxious to remain, Harry at last consented to
his proposal.
"We must put you up a hut, however, before we return to the settlement,"
he observed; "and after we have had dinner we will set to work about
it."
There was a wood at some little distance; and, as soon as the meal was
over, all hands repaired there to cut timber for the proposed hut. They
worked away very hard, Harry and the midshipmen labouring as well as the
rest. As soon as several trees were felled, Harry, leaving Bollard and
two of the men to cut more, with the rest of the party carried them up
the hill. They had then to dig the foundation of the hut. While this
was doing, Willy and Peter collected a supply of grass from the
hillside.
So busily were they all employed that evening arrived before they
thought the day was half spent. Dark clouds had been gathering, and the
wind increasing, and they had the prospect of a stormy night. The hut,
however, was roofed in, and they were able to take shelter from the
torrents of rain which now came down. Fuel having been collected, they
lighted a fire in the front of the hut, but the wind blew the flames
about so furiously that there was a risk of the walls, and a still
greater one of the roof, catching fire. No one, therefore, ventured to
go to sleep; indeed, there was not room for all the party to stretch
their legs.
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