however, were vain, and I dropped off to sleep.

Suddenly I awoke; and standing up, I looked out anxiously for the land.
My heart sank: an unbroken sea-horizon was around me. As I was still
gazing, a bright glow appeared in the direction towards which the boat's
head was turned; and presently the sun, a vast globe of fire, arose out
of his ocean-bed, tinging with a ruddy hue the edge of the clouds which
still covered the sky. The breeze, however, had sprung up from the
eastward, and I knew from the position of the sun in what direction to
steer. The numerous birds, also, which hovered round me, proved that
the island was not far off.

I again attempted to arouse Dick; but though I did not succeed, his more
quiet breathing made me hope that he was recovering. I now hoisted the
sail; and hauling aft the sheet, went to the helm, and steered to the
southward.

CHAPTER FIVE.

DAYLIGHT--I MAKE THE LAND--DICK RECOVERS--CAPTURED BY A NATIVE CANOE--
TAKEN ON SHORE--COMPELLED TO WORK AS SLAVES--OUR HOPES OF ESCAPE
DISAPPOINTED--DICK AGAIN ILL--HIS DEATH--I BURY HIM--THREATENING OF
WAR--HARRY JOINS ME--WE WITNESS A SINGLE COMBAT--OUR CHAMPION DEFEATED--
CAPTURED BY THE ENEMY--ILL-TREATED--HARRY DISAPPEARS--I ESCAPE TO THE
BEACH--SEE A BOAT--THE SAVAGES PURSUE ME--RESCUED BY MUDGE.

Anxiously I looked out ahead for land--now on one bow, now on the other;
for I could not tell how far to the westward I had been driven, or on
which side it might appear. It was possible, indeed, that I might have
got so far to the west as to pass the island altogether should I
continue to steer due south; and yet in the uncertainty I hesitated to
take another course.

As I sat in the stern-sheets, I watched Tillard's countenance. He
seemed at length to have fallen into a quiet sleep, and I trusted that
when he awoke he would feel himself much better. I bored a hole in the
end of a cocoa-nut, and also got some fish ready, that I might give him
some food as soon as he awoke. But still he slept on; and the fear came
over me that it might prove the sleep preceding death. Under other
circumstances, I should not probably have thought so; but I was weary
and anxious, and my spirits sank to the lowest ebb. As I sat in the
boat, gliding over the now tranquil sea, glittering with the rays of the
sun, I might have been regarded as a picture of perfect contentment,--
very different, indeed, from what was really the case.

Every now and then I