o one to wait upon him. Constantly he cried
"Water! water!" then would not take it when offered him. Willy gave
him a glass and he threw it at his head screaming, "Poison! poison!
The boy wants to poison me!" One morning he was gone. His companions
searched for him in vain, and finally recognized his agonizing cries
from the opposite shore where the cannibals were torturing him. In his
delirium he had swum across the narrow inlet which separated them from
their enemies; his heartrending cries told of the reception accorded
him. "Oh, if he had only repented!" cried the boys with a shudder, as
they listened.

* * * * * *

The rainy season had been over for weeks and again the water in the
casks was running short. When it was gone, what then?--Men looked
death in the face and prepared for it. Of the crew barely a dozen were
left; and of the Chinamen not more than fifty, and all of them were
suffering from scurvy. They wandered about looking more like ghosts
than human beings, and now still another danger threatened. For a long
time they had noticed that the cannibals were preparing to attack them.

"How shall we protect ourselves?" asked the Captain; "if they really do
fall upon us, we are lost. Willy go have Peppo tell his people who
have not been baptized that it is high time that they attend to the
matter, and then climb the mast to see if you can make out what the
cannibals are doing. We will sell our hides as dearly as possible."

Willy delivered the message to Peppo, and climbed the mast, which after
the destruction of the wreck had been put up on the shore as a place
from which to keep a lookout for passing vessels rather than to spy on
the neighbors opposite. The sailors were so sick and weak that none of
them could climb the mast to the crow's nest, so the task always
devolved on the two boys, who though they had eaten of the salt meat,
had not as yet been attacked with scurvy. This time instead of
watching the sea Willy gave his attention to the natives who had built
a raft and were manning it to cross the inlet and make an attack.
After reporting what he saw his uncle called to him to come down and
help baptize the Chinamen. Just then the boy glanced seaward and to
his surprise discovered a ship lying at anchor not a mile away. "Holy
guardian angel! Blessed Mother of God!" he cried in joy. "A ship! a
ship! A ship in sight! Ship--ahoy! Wait, wait, they're com