o use strong vines and cover the huts with palm leaves," said
Captain Jerry.

The boys were soon at work, cutting the vines and gathering the palm
leaves, and the girls assisted as well as they were able in fastening
up the vine-ropes and binding in the leaves. It was slow work, yet
by nightfall one half the house was complete and the other had the
roof covered.

"Now, if rain comes, we can keep fairly dry," said Tom.

It rained the very next day and they were glad enough to crowd into
the completed part, while the rain came down in torrents. When the
worst of the downpour was over the wind arose and it kept blowing
fiercely all of the afternoon and the night.

"We can be thankful we are sheltered by the hill," said Sam. "Were
we on the other side of the island, the wind would knock the hut flat
and drench us in no time."

The storm kept all awake until early morning and when it went down
they were glad to sink to rest. All slept soundly and it was not
until ten o'clock, when the sun was struggling through the clouds,
that Tom arose, to find the others still slumbering.

"I'll let them sleep," he said to himself "They need it and there
is no need for them get to up."

Stretching himself, he walked quietly from the hut and down to the
beach. His first thought was to try to collect some wood, more or
less dry, and start a fire.

Gazing across the bay to one of the other islands, he saw a sight
which filled him with astonishment. There, on the beach of the island,
lay the wreck of the _Golden Wave_.

CHAPTER XV

ANOTHER CASTAWAY BROUGHT TO LIGHT

"The _Golden Wave_! Hurrah!"

Tom could not resist setting up a shout when he saw the familiar hull
of the schooner, resting quietly on the beach of an island on the
other side of the bay.

The cry awoke Sam, Dick, and old Jerry, and they came running out to
learn what it meant.

"The schooner!" came from Sam. "How did that get there?"

"The storm must have driven her off the rocks and into this bay,"
answered Dick. "She didn't go down, after all."

"It's a fine thing for us," put in Captain Jerry, his broad face
beaming with pleasure. "Now we can have all the provisions we want,
and clothing and guns, and if we can anchor the wreck in some way,
we can live on her just as comfortably as in a house at home."

The excited talking brought the girls out one after another, and they
were equally pleased over the stroke of good fortune.

"She seems to be