him, and bless him to the end of his days,
and through the endless ages of eternity. He had worked earnestly; he
had won untold riches.
The wind was tolerably fresh after the boats passed the reef, and in two
hours they were near enough to a large island to enable the young
voyagers to see the objects on the shore. But they followed the canoe
beyond a point of the land; and, after a run of several miles more, they
rounded another point, and discovered the tall masts of a ship, at
anchor in a small bay.
"It may be many months before we can get home. This ship may have to
cruise a year or two before she obtains her full cargo of oil."
"I hope not."
"But we may find some way to get home. I have all the money I saved from
the vessel, and we can pay our passage home."
The money reminded the orphan girl of her father, and she mused upon the
past. The boat sped on its way, and in a short time reached the ship.
"Hallo, Noddy!" shouted Mr. Lincoln, as the boat approached. "And Mollie
too!"
The mate was overjoyed to see them, and to find that they had been saved
from the wreck. He leaped into the boat, took Mollie in his arms, and
kissed her as though she had been his own child. He grasped the hand of
Noddy, and wrung it till the owner thought it would be crushed in his
grip.
"I was sure you were lost," said Mr. Lincoln.
"And we were sure you were lost," replied Noddy.
"How did it happen? The cabin was full of water when we left the
schooner."
"You didn't wait long, Mr. Lincoln."
"We couldn't wait long. The sea made a clean breach over the wreck. Only
four of us were saved; the rest were washed away, and we never saw
anything more of them!"
Noddy and Mollie were conducted to the deck of the whale ship, where
they were warmly welcomed by the captain and his officers. The three
sailors who had been saved from the wreck of the Roebuck were rejoiced
to see them alive and well. In the presence of the large group gathered
around himself and Mollie, Noddy told his story.
"Captain McClintock was lost, then?"
"Yes," replied Noddy, breaking through the crowd, for he did not like to
tell the particulars of his death in poor Mollie's presence.
At a later hour he found an opportunity to inform his late shipmates of
the manner in which the corpse of the captain had been found, and of its
burial on the island. In return, Mr. Lincoln told him that he had cast
off the boat a moment after the schooner struck th
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