British -- Oceania -- Fiction; Missionaries -- Fiction
Captain Pym was fired with thoughts of hidden treasure, and spent many
odd hours searching for it. Blair laughed at the idea, and begged him
to keep it to himself, lest the men should catch the infection, and
waste on it valuable time which might be used to much better advantage.
"Treasure is unlikely," he said. "If, as we suppose, these pioneers
were accidentally blown across, or fled for reasons, they would not be
likely to bring much with them."
"All the same, they built mightily," argued Pym, and went on with his
search. All that he ever found, however, was a few flat beaten plates
of gold, and some golden ornaments, of no great value save as
curiosities.
Captain Cathie reported a fair amount of fruit and palms still standing
on the hillsides, and pigs and goats enough to re-stock the island, in
time and with protection. Most of the other animals had disappeared
completely.
"I'll take the men back to-morrow over the hill," said Cathie, in
excellent spirits at the prospect of the opening door, "and we'll bring
back another raft of timber. With the tools you've got we can make a
start anyway, and we can fish up more by degrees. There's timber
enough in the lagoon to build a new schooner."
"Build us something that will float as far as the Marquesas or
Paumotus, and we'll soon have a new schooner, captain. But the first
thing I want is to get to Kanele and Anape to see how Evans and Stuart
have fared. If they came through pretty well we can get fresh stock
from them, both animals and plants."
"I've got a lot of paw-paws for you on the beach, and some bananas and
plantains. Where will you plant, Mr. Blair?"
"For the present in the mud of the old fields. It'll make splendid
growing ground. Later on, when we rebuild, we must get higher up.
We're not likely to have another deluge just yet, but what has been may
be, and we must take all precautions. When your boat is ready, and
we've had a trip round the islands, my idea is for you to run across to
the Marquesas and buy a schooner there, if you can lay hands on one,
and send her back by Gregor for our use while you're away. Then you go
on to Sydney and buy a new _Torch_ and everything we need, Long Tom,
Winchesters and all"--with a quizzical glance at Pym. "You know just
what we want, and you can have all the money you require."
Captain Pym listened with surprise. His ideas of missionaries were
crystallising rapidly from the solution of scepticism into concrete
beliefs and admirations. He was not a man given to admiration of other
men, but he recognised in Kenneth Blair a master mind and an
indomitable spirit. He said little but thought much.
Every one was at work soon after daylight. Cathie produced drowned
meat from an adjacent passage way, which he used as cold storage. Jean
and Aunt Jannet prepared the morning meal. Blair had planted two rows
of paw-paws and a number of bananas before breakfast, and Ha'o had
built his lean-to for Nai and brought in some fruit.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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