pair,
we could not join the party. On the night of the 25th, (Nov.) we saw
several of the canoes returning towards the Island where I was. From
one of the canoes landed the high chief, who began to question me
respecting the vessel. I told him I had not seen the vessel, and of
course could not tell much about her; but that I expected she had come
after me and Lay, and that she would have us. He then said he had
better kill us both, and then there would be no one to tell that the
natives had killed the rest of our crew. I told him that the people on
board the schooner knew there were two alive, and if they killed us,
the crew of the vessel would kill all the natives. This appeared to
perplex his mind, and he shortly left me, and retired to rest.

On the next morning, 26th, the chief again questioned me respecting
the vessel, but I could give him no particular information, as I had
not seen her.--The natives then commenced knotting up leaves to
inquire of their god, who, they said, would inform them what was best
to be done. Towards night they departed, leaving me with my master,
giving him strict orders not to let me go to the vessel, fearing that
I should not only remain on board, but give information that my
shipmates had been murdered. I was glad to see them depart, for I
feared they would kill me.--The reader can have but a faint idea of my
feelings at that time; nor will I attempt to describe them.

Towards the close of the next day, (27th,) a canoe came to the Island
which had been boarded by a boat from the schooner. The natives
offered the men in the boat some cocoanuts, which they would not
accept. The boat then proceeded towards the Island of Milly.--The
natives informed me that the men in the boat inquired after the men
who were left there by the ship Globe; but they would not give any
information where they were. The canoe left the Island, and we went to
rest. The next day passed without hearing any thing of the schooner;
but the day following, (29th of Nov.) as I was walking in the woods in
the afternoon, I heard a dreadful outcry for Hussey. I ran to the hut
to learn the cause, and to my unspeakable joy, I discovered that one
of the schooner's boats was on the beach, waiting for me, the men all
armed and equipped for battle. As I approached, the Lieutenant spoke
to me and told me to come to him. I went and sat down by him. He asked
me several questions, but my feelings were so overcome and agitated,
that