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I
almost
fell
upon
the
deck
with
the
tumult
of
mingled
emotions
that
filled
my
heart
as
I
gazed
ardently
towards
my
beautiful
island
.
It
was
still
many
miles
away
,
but
sufficiently
near
to
enable
me
to
trace
distinctly
the
well-remembered
outlines
of
the
two
mountains
.
My
first
impulse
was
to
utter
an
exclamation
of
gratitude
for
being
carried
to
my
former
happy
home
in
safety
;
my
second
,
to
jump
up
,
clap
my
hands
,
shout
,
and
run
up
and
down
the
deck
,
with
no
other
object
in
view
than
that
of
giving
vent
to
my
excited
feelings
.
Then
I
went
below
for
the
telescope
,
and
spent
nearly
ten
minutes
of
the
utmost
impatience
in
vainly
trying
to
get
a
focus
,
and
in
rubbing
the
skin
nearly
off
my
eyes
,
before
I
discovered
that
having
taken
off
the
large
glass
to
examine
the
phosphoric
water
with
,
I
had
omitted
to
put
it
on
again
.
After
that
I
looked
up
impatiently
at
the
sails
,
which
I
now
regretted
having
lowered
so
hastily
,
and
for
a
moment
thought
of
hoisting
the
main
topsail
again
;
but
recollecting
that
it
would
take
me
full
half-a-day
to
accomplish
,
and
that
,
at
the
present
rate
of
sailing
,
two
hours
would
bring
me
to
the
island
,
I
immediately
dismissed
the
idea
.
The
remainder
of
the
time
I
spent
in
making
feverish
preparations
for
arriving
and
seeing
my
dear
comrades
.
I
remembered
that
they
were
not
in
the
habit
of
rising
before
six
,
and
as
it
was
now
only
three
,
I
hoped
to
arrive
before
they
were
awake
.
Moreover
,
I
set
about
making
ready
to
let
go
the
anchor
,
resolving
in
my
own
mind
that
as
I
knew
the
depth
of
water
in
the
passage
of
the
reef
and
within
the
lagoon
,
I
would
run
the
schooner
in
and
bring
up
opposite
the
bower
.
Fortunately
the
anchor
was
hanging
at
the
cat-head
,
otherwise
I
should
never
have
been
able
to
use
it
.
Now
I
had
only
to
cut
the
tackling
,
and
it
would
drop
of
its
own
weight
.
After
searching
among
the
flags
,
I
found
the
terrible
black
one
,
which
I
ran
up
to
the
peak
.
While
I
was
doing
this
a
thought
struck
me
.
I
went
to
the
powder-magazine
,
brought
up
a
blank
cartridge
,
and
loaded
the
big
brass
gun
,
which
,
it
will
be
remembered
,
was
unhoused
when
we
set
sail
;
and
as
I
had
no
means
of
housing
it
,
there
it
had
stood
,
bristling
alike
at
fair
weather
and
foul
all
the
voyage
.
I
took
care
to
grease
its
mouth
well
,
and
before
leaving
the
fore
part
of
the
ship
,
thrust
the
poker
into
the
fire
.
All
was
now
ready
.
A
steady
five-knot
breeze
was
blowing
,
so
that
I
was
now
not
more
than
quarter
of
a
mile
from
the
reef
.
I
was
soon
at
the
entrance
;
and
as
the
schooner
glided
quickly
through
,
I
glanced
affectionately
at
the
huge
breaker
as
if
it
had
been
the
same
one
I
had
seen
there
when
I
bade
adieu
,
as
I
feared
for
ever
,
to
the
island
.
On
coming
opposite
the
Water
Garden
,
I
put
the
helm
hard
down
.
The
schooner
came
round
with
a
rapid
,
graceful
bend
,
and
lost
way
just
opposite
the
bower
.
Running
forward
,
I
let
go
the
anchor
,
caught
up
the
red-hot
poker
,
applied
it
to
the
brass
gun
,
and
saluted
the
mountains
with
a
bang
such
as
had
only
once
before
broke
their
slumbering
echoes
!
Effective
although
it
was
,
however
,
it
was
scarcely
equal
to
the
bang
with
which
,
instantly
after
,
Peterkin
bounded
from
the
bower
,
in
scanty
costume
,
his
eyeballs
starting
from
his
head
with
surprise
and
terror
.
One
gaze
he
gave
,
one
yell
,
and
then
fled
into
the
bushes
like
a
wild
cat
.
The
next
moment
Jack
went
through
exactly
the
same
performance
,
the
only
difference
being
that
his
movements
were
less
like
those
of
Jack-inthe-box
,
though
not
less
vigorous
and
rapid
than
those
of
Peterkin
.
"
Hallo
!
"
I
shouted
,
almost
mad
with
joy
.
"
What
ho
!
Peterkin
!
Jack
!
hallo
!
it
's
me
!
"
My
shout
was
just
in
time
to
arrest
them
.
They
halted
and
turned
round
,
and
the
instant
I
repeated
the
cry
I
saw
that
they
recognised
my
voice
by
both
of
them
running
at
full
speed
towards
the
beach
.
I
could
no
longer
contain
myself
.
Throwing
off
my
jacket
,
I
jumped
overboard
at
the
same
moment
that
Jack
bounded
into
the
sea
.
In
other
moment
we
met
in
deep
water
,
clasped
each
other
round
the
neck
,
and
sank
,
as
a
matter
of
course
,
to
the
bottom
!
We
were
well-nigh
choked
,
and
instantly
struggled
to
the
surface
,
where
Peterkin
was
spluttering
about
like
a
wounded
duck
,
laughing
and
crying
by
turns
,
and
choking
himself
with
salt
water
!
