to the shore where the
cabin was located was greeted with shouts of joy from Sam and the
three girls.

"Hurrah for the captain of the _Golden Wave_!" cried Sam, swinging his
cap in the air. "We are very glad to see you safe and sound."

"And I am glad to see you," answered Captain Blossom, as he leaped
ashore and grasped one and another by the hand. "Last night I was
thinking I would be a lonely castaway; now I find I shall have plenty
of company."

"We have brought along some provisions," put in Tom. "And in honor
of this reunion, and also in honor of the fact that the Golden 'Wave
has not been sunk, I move we invite the girls to get us up a regular
feast. I think all bands deserve it."

"Second the motion!" cried Sam.

"All right, we'll cook you anything you want," said Nellie. "That
is, if you will supply the things."

"I will," answered Tom. Then he scratched his head. "Well, by gracious!"

"What's the trouble, Tom?" asked Grace. "Did you forget to bring
along some sugar?"

"Worse than that. I brought along all sorts of good things to eat,
and not a single knife, fork, spoon, or dish outside of some cooking
utensils."

"Oh, dear!" burst out Dora. "It will be a sorry feast if we haven't
anything to eat from!"

"I'll go back for the dishes," replied Tom promptly. "Sam, do you
want to visit the wreck? We can go and come by the time the things
are cooked."

"To be sure I'll go," said Sam; and in a few minutes more the two
boys were off on the clumsy raft.

CHAPTER XVI

SAM AND THE SHARK

"The _Golden Wave_ looks like an old friend," said Sam as they paddled
across the smooth waters of the bay.

"Her coming here is the finest thing that could have happened,"
answered his brother. "I didn't want to say anything before, but if
she hadn't come what would we have done for clothing and for eating?
We couldn't live on fish all the time, and one can do mighty little
hunting without a gun."

"We would have had to set traps, Tom, and dig pitfalls for larger
game. But I admit it would have been hard work, and I fancy a suit
of goatskins, like Robinson Crusoe wore, wouldn't be half as comfortable
as a suit of clothes such as I am wearing."

"If we could only float the schooner and sail away to some nearby port."

"There is no port' within three hundred miles of us, so the captain
says."

Soon the boys were halfway across the bay. But moving the big raft
was a laborious task, and they were glad enou