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But
it
now
occurred
to
us
,
for
the
first
time
,
that
we
had
no
means
of
making
a
fire
.
"
Now
,
there
's
a
fix
!
What
shall
we
do
?
"
said
Peterkin
,
while
we
both
turned
our
eyes
to
Jack
,
to
whom
we
always
looked
in
our
difficulties
.
Jack
seemed
not
a
little
perplexed
.
"
There
are
flints
enough
,
no
doubt
,
on
the
beach
,
"
said
he
;
"
but
they
are
of
no
use
at
all
without
a
steel
.
However
,
we
must
try
.
"
So
saying
,
he
went
to
the
beach
,
and
soon
returned
with
two
flints
.
On
one
of
these
he
placed
the
tinder
,
and
endeavoured
to
ignite
it
;
but
it
was
with
great
difficulty
that
a
very
small
spark
was
struck
out
of
the
flints
,
and
the
tinder
,
being
a
bad
,
hard
piece
,
would
not
catch
.
He
then
tried
the
bit
of
hoop-iron
,
which
would
not
strike
fire
at
all
;
and
after
that
the
back
of
the
axe
,
with
no
better
success
.
During
all
these
trials
Peterkin
sat
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
,
gazing
with
a
most
melancholy
visage
at
our
comrade
,
his
face
growing
longer
and
more
miserable
at
each
successive
failure
.
"
Oh
dear
!
"
he
sighed
;
"
I
would
not
care
a
button
for
the
cooking
of
our
victuals
--
perhaps
they
do
n't
need
it
--
but
it
's
so
dismal
to
eat
one
's
supper
in
the
dark
,
and
we
have
had
such
a
capital
day
that
it
's
a
pity
to
finish
off
in
this
glum
style
.
Oh
,
I
have
it
!
"
he
cried
,
starting
up
:
"
the
spy-glass
--
the
big
glass
at
the
end
is
a
burning-glass
!
"
"
You
forget
that
we
have
no
sun
,
"
said
I.
Peterkin
was
silent
.
In
his
sudden
recollection
of
the
telescope
he
had
quite
overlooked
the
absence
of
the
sun
.
"
Ah
,
boys
,
I
've
got
it
now
!
"
exclaimed
Jack
,
rising
and
cutting
a
branch
from
a
neighbouring
bush
,
which
he
stripped
of
its
leaves
.
"
I
recollect
seeing
this
done
once
at
home
.
Hand
me
the
bit
of
whip-cord
.
"
With
the
cord
and
branch
Jack
soon
formed
a
bow
.
Then
he
cut
a
piece
about
three
inches
long
off
the
end
of
a
dead
branch
,
which
he
pointed
at
the
two
ends
.
Round
this
he
passed
the
cord
of
the
bow
,
and
placed
one
end
against
his
chest
,
which
was
protected
from
its
point
by
a
chip
of
wood
;
the
other
point
he
placed
against
the
bit
of
tinder
,
and
then
began
to
saw
vigorously
with
the
bow
,
just
as
a
blacksmith
does
with
his
drill
while
boring
a
hole
in
a
piece
of
iron
.
In
a
few
seconds
the
tinder
began
to
smoke
;
in
less
than
a
minute
it
caught
fire
;
and
in
less
than
a
quarter
of
an
hour
we
were
drinking
our
lemonade
and
eating
cocoa-nuts
round
a
fire
that
would
have
roasted
an
entire
sheep
,
while
the
smoke
,
flames
,
and
sparks
flew
up
among
the
broad
leaves
of
the
overhanging
palm-trees
,
and
cast
a
warm
glow
upon
our
leafy
bower
.
That
night
the
starry
sky
looked
down
through
the
gently
rustling
trees
upon
our
slumbers
,
and
the
distant
roaring
of
the
surf
upon
the
coral
reef
was
our
lullaby
.
