Part 20 (1/2)

”Why, don't you remember? You told Maum Sally we'd be gone a month, and she warned you not to stay a day longer than that.”

”Oh, yes, I forgot that! It will be curious, won't it, if we get away Sat.u.r.day? I hadn't the least thought of staying a week when we came.”

”Nor I,” said Jack. ”If we had suspected what we were coming to we never would have come at all, I imagine.”

”I don't know about that,” said Charley, doubtfully. ”We came for adventures, and we've had them, if I know what such things are. And we've really had a good deal of fun.”

”That's true,” said Ned; ”we couldn't expect to sleep on feather beds, or to have much luxury of any kind on such an expedition. And, after all, our little hards.h.i.+ps haven't hurt us. My foot is about well now, and your dog-bite, Charley, is in a fair way to heal. So, if we get away safely we're all the better for the trip. It will all seem like fun when we get back to school and think about it.”

”I dare say we've sharpened our wits a trifle too,” said Jack. ”We've learned how to take care of ourselves in the woods, and we shall be a good deal quicker and sounder in our thinking for this experience.”

”Well, it's clear that we are not sufficiently sharpened up yet,” said Charley, ”or else some one of us would have seen before this precisely what the fire has done for us.”

”What is it, Charley?”

”Why, every grain of rice that we had in the world was in the hut, and of course it is all burnt up.”

”The mischief!” exclaimed Ned.

”That's a calamity,” added Jack, ”but we must get more to-day.”

”Yes,” said Ned, ”if the squatters haven't gathered it all.”

”Don't let us meet trouble half way,” said Jack; ”it will be time enough to give up the rice when we find that we can't get it. Meantime, let's have some turtle steak for breakfast. Then we'll see what is to be done.”

In spite of the lack of rice and all other subst.i.tutes for bread, the boys enjoyed the broiled turtle more than any thing they had eaten for a fortnight at least.

After breakfast they ”scouted” a little, to make sure that there were none of the squatters on their side of the island. Then Charley climbed a tall tree, the plan being that he should watch for squatters while Ned and Jack should gather rice, so that they might not be surprised at their work.

The rice had been cut, and very little remained of it; but here and there a little clump of it was still standing in the gra.s.s and bushes around the patch, and a hard morning's work enabled the boys to secure enough of these gleanings to last them for ten or twelve days.

CHAPTER XXI.

CHARLEY'S SECRET EXPEDITION.

While Charley sat in the tree-top scanning the island in search of possible squatters who might interfere with the gathering of the rice, he saw something else that put a new idea into his head, and before his watch was done he had quite made up his mind to do something brilliant which would surprise and delight his companions.

What he saw was nothing more remarkable than a calf, or rather a young bull, perhaps a year old, browsing in the edge of a thicket half a mile or more to the west of the camp, and not many hundreds of yards from the sh.o.r.e. There is nothing remarkable in such a sight as that, but the circ.u.mstances of this case were peculiar, and so the sight set Charley, thinking.

In the first place, he remembered what Ned had told him and Jack about the wild cattle on the island, and reflecting that it had been a good many years since the original stock of animals were abandoned, he could not help regarding this yearling bullock as something more than a mere bullock. It was game; a wild animal roaming at will over unoccupied lands, and to kill it would be quite as good sport as deer-stalking or bear-hunting.

Then, too, Charley and his companions were really in sore need of meat.

An exclusive diet of fish, oysters, and other such things soon wearies the palate, and becomes exceedingly distasteful. It is true that Ned's turtle had somewhat broken this monotony, but the relief had been only partial, and the boys very eagerly craved meat--beef, mutton, or pork.

They had made no effort to get such meat, only because they had no idea that any such was to be had.

The snake dinner had never been repeated. It is true that the snake was savory, and the boys had spoken truthfully when they declared themselves pleased with it. But that was while their hunger lasted, and when they had finished they had no longer a keen appet.i.te to oppose to prejudice, so that, with full stomachs, the old objections returned, and all three boys were seized with a peculiar loathing for the food they had eaten.

Perhaps it was only because they had eaten too much; but, whatever the reason was, the fact remained that they were all sickened by the thought of what they had eaten, and, while they said nothing about this feeling, no one of them ever proposed to repeat the experiment of eating snake.