Part 17 (1/2)

”There should be some islands four or five miles south of this spot,”

answered Captain Blossom.

Now that there was danger of going down some of the sailors seemed to grow crazy. Half a dozen tumbled into one of the boats and began to lower it of their own accord.

”Stand back there!” shouted the captain. ”The girls must go first.”

”Not much!” shouted one of the sailors. ”It's everybody for himself now!” And in a moment more the small boat had left the s.h.i.+p's side and disappeared in the darkness.

There were three other boats and the remaining sailors, along with the first mate and Dan Baxter, wanted to crowd into these. But Captain Blossom said he would shoot the first man who tried to row away without his orders. Then some provisions were put into the boats, and the captain divided the whole company among the three boats.

”Let us stay together, captain,” pleaded d.i.c.k. ”We can row.”

”And what of the girls, Rover?”

”Let us go with the Rover boys,” pleaded Dora, and Nellie and Grace said the same. Old Jerry also stood by his friends.

While this talk was going on there was a rush for two of the boats, and before Captain Blossom could do anything his men were off, taking Jack Lesher and Dan Baxter with them.

”You can go down with the s.h.i.+p!” cried Dan Baxter mockingly. An instant later the darkness hid the speaker from view.

”They have left us,” cried Captain Blossom. ”But, thank fortune, the best and largest boat is also left.”

Some provisions had been tumbled into this boat, and a cask of water followed. Then the girls were placed on board, the Rover boys followed, and the captain and old Jerry came behind, to cut away. Down went the small boat into the mighty waves, and each of the boys caught up an oar.

”Pull!” roared Captain Blossom. ”Pull for your lives!” And they did pull, two boys on one side, and Sam and old Jerry on the other. The girls huddled in the stern, expecting every moment to see the little craft turn bottom side up. They sc.r.a.ped along the side of the doomed s.h.i.+p, and then along some rocks. Captain Blossom was in the bow, peering ahead.

”To the left!” he yelled. ”Quick!” And then came a shock, and the captain disappeared beneath the waves.

”The captain is gone!” screamed Dora, but she was hardly heard, for the s.h.i.+p was pounding on the rocks, and the spray was flying in all directions. The boys and old Jerry continued to pull, knowing not what else to do, and at last the spot was left behind and they found themselves on the bosom of the mighty Pacific, in the black darkness, out of sight of everything, with only the sounds of the wind and the waves filling their ears.

”Do you think we will ever get out of this alive?” asked Grace of Dora.

”Let us pray that we may all be spared,” answered Dora, and they did pray, more earnestly than they had ever before prayed in their whole lives. It was a moment that put their faith to a supreme test.

The boys did not dare to stop rowing, and they kept on until their backs ached and their arms seemed ready to drop from their sockets.

”We had better take turns,” said d.i.c.k, at last. ”We can't keep this up all night..” And his suggestion was followed out, two, rowing at a time, for a s.p.a.ce of fifteen or twenty minutes.

They thought they might see something of the other boats, but nothing came to view, and when they set up a shout at the top of their lungs, no answer came back.

”They have either gone down or else got out of this neighborhood,”

said Tom.

”It was too bad to lose Captain Blossom,” said Sam. ”He was not such a bad sort, after all.”

It was not long after this that a ma.s.s of wreckage drifted past them. There was a bit of broken spar and some other woodwork, but no human being, and they let the wreckage go.

By looking at his watch d.i.c.k saw that it was three o'clock in the morning.

”It will be light in another couple of hours,” he said. ”If we can keep on top of the waves until then perhaps we can sight the islands the captain mentioned.”