FAREWELL TO A FRIEND.

"Don't you feel disappointed, Nat?" said my uncle smiling. "We shall

not be able to finish our boat."

"I shall get over it, uncle," I said. "Hallo! what's the matter with

Ebo?"

For before he had half finished eating he jumped up and made signs to us

which we did not understand, and then began to drag one of the chests

down towards the boat.

"I see, Nat; he means it is not safe to stay," said my uncle; and

setting to work we got all our treasures safely on board, with such food

and fruit as we had ready, filled the water barrel, and then paused.

But Ebo was not satisfied; he chattered excitedly and signed to us to

launch the boat.

"I'll take his advice," said my uncle. "He means that the savages may

be in pursuit."

So, pushing off, the sail was hoisted, and in the bright starlight of

the glorious night we sailed away, carefully avoiding the reef, where

the rollers were breaking heavily, and before we were half a mile from

the shore Ebo pressed my arm and pointed.

"Only just in time, Nat," said my uncle.

"What an escape!"

For there, stealing cautiously along between us and the white sandy

shore, we counted five large canoes, whose occupants were paddling

softly so as to make no noise, and but for Ebo's sharp eyes they would

have passed us unseen.

We had no doubt that they were going after our boat, and had they been

half an hour sooner our fate would have been sealed. As it was they did

not see the tall sail that swept us swiftly along, and by the time the

sun rose brightly over the sea we were far enough away from danger to

look upon it as another trouble passed.

We ran in two or three times where we found that there were no

inhabitants and obtained a few birds and some fruit; but this was so

dangerous a task that we afterwards contented ourselves with fish, which

we cooked upon some sandy spot or reef where the coast was clear, and we

could have seen the savages at a great distance, so as to leave plenty

of time for escape.

My uncle turned the boat's head south very reluctantly at last, for

there was a mystery and temptation about the vast isle of New Guinea

that was very attractive. The birds and insects we had collected there

were, some of them, quite new to science, and he used to say that if he

could have stayed there long enough our specimens would have been

invaluable.

Still it was impossible, for the danger was too great, and besides, as

he said, we should have been nearly three years away from home by the

time we reached England, and it would be our wisest course to make sure

of what we had obtained.

In due time we sailed to Ebo's island, where we found that the captain

of the prahu on board which we had come, had been, and sailed once more,

so that it would be months before we could see him again.

Under these circumstances, and to Ebo's great delight, we left our

chests of specimens sealed up in a hut, where we felt that they would be

quite safe, and then, with Ebo for guide, we sailed to Ceram, a large

island, where we were able to purchase stores, and from there to the

Moluccas, where we did better.

At both of these places we made many expeditions, collecting both birds

and insects, some of them being very lovely; but there was a want of

novelty about them, my uncle said, the ground having been so often

visited before. And at last we sailed south again to Ebo's island,

finding all our stores and specimens quite safe and sound, and spending

a few days in sunning and repacking them.

By that time the captain of the prahu had arrived, ready to welcome us

warmly, for he had been afraid that ill had befallen us.

He could not stay long, so our chests were placed on board, and at last

there was nothing to do but to take farewell of Ebo, the true-hearted

fellow, whose dejected look went to my heart.

He cheered up a little as my uncle gave him four new axes, as many

pocket-knives, the residue of our beads and brass wire, and the

remaining odds and ends that we had bought to barter; but above all, the

gift that sent him off into a fit of dancing was that of the boat, all

complete as it was.

At first he seemed to think that he was to give us something in

exchange, and consequently he began to fetch all sorts of treasures, as

he considered them. When at last, though, he knew it was a present, his

delight knew no bounds, and he danced and sang for joy.

The next morning we said good-bye, and the last I saw of poor Ebo was as

he stood in his boat watching us and waving his spear, and I'm not

ashamed to say that the tears stood in my eyes as I wondered whether I

should ever see that true, generous fellow again.

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