e, there is no cause for believing. You
will be better tomorrow."

"Perhaps so," replied Krantz; "but still you must yield to my whim, and
take the gold; If I am wrong, and we do arrive safe, you know, Philip,
you can let me have it back," observed Krantz, with a faint smile--"but
you forget, our water is nearly out, and we must look out for a rill on
the coast to obtain a fresh supply."

"I was thinking of that when you commenced this unwelcome topic. We had
better look out for the water before dark, and as soon as we have
replenished our jars, we will make sail again."

At the time that this conversation took place, they were on the eastern
side of the strait, about forty miles to the northward. The interior of
the coast was rocky and mountainous; but it slowly descended to low land
of alternate forest and jungles, which continued to the beach: the
country appeared to be uninhabited. Keeping close in to the shore, they
discovered, after two hours' run, a fresh stream which burst in a
cascade from the mountains, and swept its devious course through the
jungle, until it poured its tribute into the waters of the strait.

They ran close in to the mouth of the stream, lowered the sails, and
pulled the peroqua against the current, until they had advanced far
enough to assure them that the water was quite fresh. The jars were
soon filled, and they were again thinking of pushing off; when, enticed
by the beauty of the spot, the coolness of the fresh water, and wearied
with their long confinement on board of the peroqua, they proposed to
bathe--a luxury hardly to be appreciated by those who have not been in a
similar situation. They threw off their Mussulman dresses, and plunged
into the stream, where they remained for some time. Krantz was the
first to get out: he complained of feeling chilled, and he walked on to
the banks where their clothes had been laid. Philip also approached
nearer to the beach intending to follow him.

"And now, Philip," said Krantz, "this will be a good opportunity for me
to give you the money. I will open my sash and pour it out, and you can
put it into your own before you put it on."

Philip was standing in the water, which was about level with his waist.

"Well, Krantz," said he, "I suppose if it must be so, it must--but it
appears to me an idea so ridiculous--however, you shall have your own
way."

Philip quitted the run, and sat down by Krantz, who was already busy in
shaking th