CHAPTER SEVENTEEN.

Guided by the marks made on the trees, William and Ready made rapid

progress in their return, and in less than two hours found themselves

almost clear of the wood which had taken them nearly eight hours to

force their way through the day before.

"I feel the wind now, Ready," observed William, "and we must be nearly

through the wood; but it appears to me to be very dark."

"I was just thinking the same," replied Ready. "I should not wonder if

there is a storm brewing up; and if so, the sooner we are back again the

better."

As they proceeded, the rustling and waving of the boughs of the trees,

and ever and anon a gust of wind, followed by a moaning and creaking

sound, proved that such was the fact; and as they emerged from the

grove, they perceived that the sky, as it became visible to them, was of

one dark leaden hue, and no longer of the brilliant blue which it

usually had presented to their sight.

"There is indeed a gale coming on," said Ready, as they cleared the

wood: "let us go on to the tents as fast as possible, for we must see

that all is as secure as we can make it."

The dogs now bounded forward; and at their appearance at the tents Mr

Seagrave and Juno came out, and seeing Ready and William advancing, made

known the welcome tidings to Mrs Seagrave, who, with the children, had

remained within. In a moment more William was pressed in his mother's

arms.

"I am glad that you are come back, Ready," said Mr Seagrave, shaking

him by the hand after he had embraced William, "for I fear that bad

weather is coming on."

"I am sure of it," replied Ready, "and we must expect a blusterous

night. This will be one of the storms which are forerunners of the

rainy season. However, we have good news for you, and must only take

this as a warning to hasten our departure as soon as possible. We shall

have fine weather after this for a month or so, although we must expect

a breeze now and then. But we must work hard and do our best; and now,

if you please, you and Juno, William and I, will go and haul up the boat

as far from the beach as we possibly can, for the waves will be high and

run a long way up, and our boat will be our main dependence soon."

The four went down as soon as Ready had sawed the ends of the spars

which had been cut off, into three rollers, to fix under the keel; with

the help afforded by them, the boat was soon hauled up high into the

brushwood, where it was considered by Ready to be perfectly safe.

"I meant to have worked upon her immediately," observed Ready; "but I

must wait now till the gale is over; and I did hope to have got on board

once more, and looked after some things which I have since remembered

would have been useful; but I strongly suspect," continued he, looking

at the weather, "that we shall never go on board of the poor vessel

again. Hear the moaning of the coming storm, sir; look how the

sea-birds wheel about and scream, as if to proclaim her doom; but we

must not wait here--the tents must be made more secure, for they will

have to hold up against no small force of wind, if I mistake not."

Ready, assisted by Mr Seagrave, now got out some heavy canvas and

lines, and commenced putting it as a double cover over the tents, to

keep out the rain; they also secured the tents with guys and stays of

rope, so as to prevent them being blown down; while Juno with a shovel

deepened the trench which had been made round the tents, so that the

water might run off more easily. During the time they were at work,

Ready had made Mr Seagrave acquainted with what they had discovered and

done during the exploring expedition, and the adventure with the pigs

made them all laugh heartily.

As the sun went down, the weather threatened still more; the wind blew

strong, and the rocky beach was lashed by the waves and white with

spray, while the surf roared as it poured in and broke upon the sand in

the cove. The whole family had retired to bed except Ready, who said

that he would watch the weather a little before he turned in. The old

man walked towards the beach, and leaned against the gunnel of the boat,

and there he remained with his keen grey eye fixed upon the distance,

which was now one opaque mass, except where the white foam of the waters

gleamed through the darkness of the night! "Yes!" thought he; "the

winds and the waves are summoned to do his bidding, and evenly do they

work together--as one rises, so does the other; when one howls, the

other roars in concert--hand in hand they go in their fury and their

force. Had they been called up but one week since, where would have

been those who have now been, as it were, intrusted to my weak help?

The father, the mother, the children, the infant at the breast, and I,

the grey-headed old man,--all buried fathoms deep, awaiting our summons;

but they were restrained by his will, and by his will we were saved.

Will those timbers which bore us here so miraculously hold together till

morning? I should think not. What are the iron bolts and fastenings of

weak man, compared with the force of God's elements: they will snap as

yarns; and by to-morrow's dawn, the fragments of the stout ship will be

washing and tossing on the wild surf. Well, it will be a kindness to

us, for the waters will perform the labour which we could not; they will

break up the timbers for our use, and throw on shore from the hold those

articles which we could not reach with our little strength."

A sharp flash of lightning struck upon the old man's eyes, and

obstructed his vision for the moment. "The storm will soon be at its

height," thought he; "I will watch the tents, and see how they stand up

against its force." Then the rain came pattering down, and the wind

howled louder than before. In a minute or two the darkness became so

intense that he could hardly find his way back to the tents. He turned

round, but could not see, for he was blinded by the heavy rain. As

nothing could be done, he went into the tent and sheltered himself from

the storm, although he would not lie down, lest his services might be

required. The others had retired to bed, but with the exception of

Tommy and the children, they had not taken off their clothes.

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