answered Arthur," and it is supposed that new ones are constantly being formed by the labours of the coral insect. A bare ledge of coral first appears just at the surface; it arrests floating substances, weeds, trees, &c.; soon the seabirds begin to resort there; by the decay of vegetable and animal matter a thin soil gradually covers the foundation of coral; a cocoanut is drifted upon it by the winds, or the currents of the sea; it takes root, springs up; its fruit ripens, and falls, and in a few years the whole new-formed island is covered with waving groves."

"Mr. Frazer says he has no doubt that these seas swarm with such islands, and that many of them have never been discovered," said Max; "besides, here's poetry for it :

"O many are the beauteous isles

Unseen by human eye,

That sleeping 'mid the ocean smiles,
In happy silence lie.

The ship may pass them in the night,

Nor the sailors know what lovely sight

Is sleeping on the main;"

but this poetical testimony will make Arthur doubt the fact altogether."

"Not exactly," answered Arthur, "though I am free to admit, that without Mr. Frazer's opinion to back it, your poetical testimony would not go very far with me.".

"Hark! there go Mr. Frazer's two barrels,” cried Max, as two reports in quick succession were heard, coming apparently from the grove in the direction of the spring; "he has probably come across a couple of 'rare specimens,' to be added to his stuffed collection."

CHAPTER II.

THE ALARM.

THE MUTINEERS-THE RACE FOR LIFE-THE CORAL
LEDGE.

"Now bend the straining rowers to their oars;
Fast the light shallops leave the lessening shores;
No rival crews in emulous sport contend,

But life and death upon the event depend."

THE next moment we were startled by a quick, fierce shout, followed immediately by a long, piercing, and distressful cry, proceeding from the same quarter from which the reports of firearms had been heard; and before we had time to conjecture the cause or meaning of these frightful sounds, Morton bounded like a deer from the grove, about a hundred yards from the spot where we were standing, and ran swiftly towards us, crying out"To the boats! for your lives to the boats!"

Our first thought was, that the party at the spring had been attacked and massacred by the natives. Arthur seized Charlie by one hand, and motioned to me to take the other, which I did, and without stopping to demand any explanations, we started at a rapid pace in the direction of the yawl, Max taking the lead-Arthur and myself dragging Charlie between us coming next, and Morton a few paces behind us bringing up the rear. It took but a few moments to enable us to reach the spot where the yawl lay, hauled up, upon the beach. There was no one in her, or in sight, except Browne, who was comfortably

stretched out near the boat sound asleep, with an open book lying beside him.

Morton aroused the sleeper by a violent shake. “Now then," cried he, "let us get the boat into the water; the tide is down, and the yawl is heavy; we shall want all the strength we can muster."

By a united effort we got the yawl to the edge of the surf. Browne, though not yet thoroughly awake, could not but observe our pale faces and excited appearance, and gazing from one to another in a bewildered manner, he asked what was the matter; but no one made any answer. Morton lifted Charlie into the boat, and asked the rest of us to get in, except Arthur, saying that they two would push her through the surf.

"Hold!" cried Arthur, "let us not be too fast; some of the others may escape the savages, and they will naturally run this way-we must not leave them to be murdered."

"There are no savages in the case," answered Morton, "and there is no time to be lost; the men have killed the first officer, and Mr. Frazer too, I fear; and they will take the ship, and commit more murders, unless we can get there before them, to warn those on board."

This was more horrible than anything that we had anticipated; but we had no time to dwell upon it: the sound of oars rattling in their row-locks was heard from beyond the point.

"There are the mutineers!" cried Morton; "but I think that we have the advantage of them; they must pull round yonder point, which will make at least a quarter of a mile's difference in the distance to the ship."

"There is no use in trying to get to the ship before them," said Max; "the longboat pulls eight oars, and there are men enough to fill her."

"There is use in trying; it would be shameful not to try; if they pull most oars, ours is the lightest boat," answered Morton with vehemence.

"It is out of the question," said Browne; "see; is there any hope that we can succeed?" and he pointed to the bow of the longboat just appearing from behind the point.

"O, but this is not right! Browne! Max! in the name of all that is honourable let us make the attempt," urged Morton, laying a hand in an imploring manner on the arm of each. "Shall we let them take the ship and murder our friends, without an effort to warn them of their danger? You, Arthur, are for making the attempt I know. This delay is wrong: the time is precious."

"Yes, let us try it," said Arthur, glancing rapidly from the longboat to the ship; "if we fail, no harm is done, except that we incur the anger of the mutineers. I for one am willing to take the risk."

Max sprang into the boat, and seized an oar without another word.

"You know well that I am willing to share any danger with the rest, and that it was not the danger that made me hesitate," said Browne, laying his hand on Morton's shoulder, and looking earnestly into his face; and then, in his usual deliberate manner, he followed Max's example.

Morton, Arthur, and myself, now pushed the boat into the surf, and sprang in. At Arthur's request, I took the rudder; he and Morton seized the two remaining oars, and the four commenced pulling with a degree of coolness and vigour that would not have disgraced older and more practised oarsmen. As I saw the manner in which they bent to their work, and the progress we were making, I began to think our chance of reaching the ship before the crew of the longboat by no means desperate.

Morton, in spite of his slender figure and youthful appearance, which his fresh, ruddy complexion, blue eyes, and brown curling locks rendered almost effeminate, possessed extraordinary strength and indomitable energy.

Browne, though his rather heavy frame and breadth of

shoulders gave him the appearance of greater strength than he actually possessed, was undoubtedly capable, when aroused, of more powerful temporary exertion than any other of our number; though, in point of activity and endurance, he would scarcely equal Morton or Arthur. Max, too, was vigorous and active, and when stimulated by danger or emulation, was capable of powerful effort. Arthur, though of slight and delicate frame, was compact and well knit, and his coolness, judgment, and resolution, enabled him to dispose of his strength to the best advantage. All were animated by that high and generous spirit which is of greater value in an emergency than any amount of mere physical strength; a spirit which often stimulates the feeble to efforts as surprising to him who puts them forth as to those who witness them.

Browne had the bow-oar, and putting his whole force into every stroke, was pulling like a giant. Morton, who was on the same side, handled his oar with less excitement and effort, but with greater precision and equal efficiency. It was plain that these two were pulling Max and Arthur round, and turning the boat from her course; and as I had not yet succeeded in shipping the rudder, which was rendered difficult by the rising and falling of the boat, and the sudden impulse she received from every stroke, I requested Browne and Morton to pull more gently. Just as I had succeeded in getting the rudder hung, the crew of the longboat seemed to have first observed us. They had cleared the point to the southward, and we were perhaps a hundred yards nearer the long point, beyond which we could see the masts of the ship, and on doubling which we should be almost within hail of her. The latter point was probably a little more than half a mile distant from us, and towards the head of it both boats were steering. The longboat was pulling eight oars, and Luerson, who had had the difficulty with the first officer at the Kingsmill Islands, was at the helm. As soon as he observed us,