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The
hut
or
cottage
was
rude
and
simple
in
its
construction
.
It
was
not
more
than
twelve
feet
long
by
ten
feet
broad
,
and
about
seven
or
eight
feet
high
.
It
had
one
window
,
or
rather
a
small
frame
in
which
a
window
might
perhaps
once
have
been
,
but
which
was
now
empty
.
The
door
was
exceedingly
low
,
and
formed
of
rough
boards
,
and
the
roof
was
covered
with
broad
cocoa-nut
and
plantain
leaves
.
But
every
part
of
it
was
in
a
state
of
the
utmost
decay
.
Moss
and
green
matter
grew
in
spots
all
over
it
.
The
woodwork
was
quite
perforated
with
holes
;
the
roof
had
nearly
fallen
in
,
and
appeared
to
be
prevented
from
doing
so
altogether
by
the
thick
matting
of
creeping
plants
and
the
interlaced
branches
which
years
of
neglect
had
allowed
to
cover
it
almost
entirely
;
while
the
thick
,
luxuriant
branches
of
the
bread-fruit
and
other
trees
spread
above
it
,
and
flung
a
deep
,
sombre
shadow
over
the
spot
,
as
if
to
guard
it
from
the
heat
and
the
light
of
day
.
We
conversed
long
and
in
whispers
about
this
strange
habitation
ere
we
ventured
to
approach
it
;
and
when
at
length
we
did
so
,
it
was
,
at
least
on
my
part
,
with
feelings
of
awe
.
At
first
Jack
endeavoured
to
peep
in
at
the
window
;
but
from
the
deep
shadow
of
the
trees
already
mentioned
,
and
the
gloom
within
,
he
could
not
clearly
discern
objects
,
so
we
lifted
the
latch
and
pushed
open
the
door
.
We
observed
that
the
latch
was
made
of
iron
,
and
almost
eaten
away
with
rust
.
In
the
like
condition
were
also
the
hinges
,
which
creaked
as
the
door
swung
back
.
On
entering
,
we
stood
still
and
gazed
around
us
,
while
we
were
much
impressed
with
the
dreary
stillness
of
the
room
.
But
what
we
saw
there
surprised
and
shocked
us
not
a
little
.
There
was
no
furniture
in
the
apartment
save
a
little
wooden
stool
and
an
iron
pot
,
the
latter
almost
eaten
through
with
rust
.
In
the
corner
farthest
from
the
door
was
a
low
bedstead
,
on
which
lay
two
skeletons
,
embedded
in
a
little
heap
of
dry
dust
.
With
beating
hearts
we
went
forward
to
examine
them
.
One
was
the
skeleton
of
a
man
;
the
other
that
of
a
dog
,
which
was
extended
close
beside
that
of
the
man
,
with
its
head
resting
on
his
bosom
.
Now
we
were
very
much
concerned
about
this
discovery
,
and
could
scarce
refrain
from
tears
on
beholding
these
sad
remains
.
After
some
time
we
began
to
talk
about
what
we
had
seen
,
and
to
examine
in
and
around
the
hut
,
in
order
to
discover
some
clue
to
the
name
or
history
of
this
poor
man
,
who
had
thus
died
in
solitude
,
with
none
to
mourn
his
loss
save
his
cat
and
his
faithful
dog
.
But
we
found
nothing
--
neither
a
book
nor
a
scrap
of
paper
.
We
found
,
however
,
the
decayed
remnants
of
what
appeared
to
have
been
clothing
,
and
an
old
axe
.
But
none
of
these
things
bore
marks
of
any
kind
,
and
indeed
they
were
so
much
decayed
as
to
convince
us
that
they
had
lain
in
the
condition
in
which
we
found
them
for
many
years
.
This
discovery
now
accounted
to
us
for
the
tree-stump
at
the
top
of
the
mountain
with
the
initials
cut
on
it
;
also
for
the
patch
of
sugar-cane
and
other
traces
of
man
which
we
had
met
with
in
the
course
of
our
rambles
over
the
island
.
And
we
were
much
saddened
by
the
reflection
that
the
lot
of
this
poor
wanderer
might
possibly
be
our
own
,
after
many
years
'
residence
on
the
island
,
unless
we
should
be
rescued
by
the
visit
of
some
vessel
or
the
arrival
of
natives
.
Having
no
clue
whatever
to
account
for
the
presence
of
this
poor
human
being
in
such
a
lonely
spot
,
we
fell
to
conjecturing
what
could
have
brought
him
there
.
I
was
inclined
to
think
that
he
must
have
been
a
shipwrecked
sailor
,
whose
vessel
had
been
lost
here
,
and
all
the
crew
been
drowned
except
himself
and
his
dog
and
cat
.
But
Jack
thought
it
more
likely
that
he
had
run
away
from
his
vessel
,
and
had
taken
the
dog
and
cat
to
keep
him
company
.
We
were
also
much
occupied
in
our
minds
with
the
wonderful
difference
between
the
cat
and
the
dog
.
For
here
we
saw
that
while
the
one
perished
like
a
loving
friend
by
its
master
's
side
,
with
its
head
resting
on
his
bosom
,
the
other
had
sought
to
sustain
itself
by
prowling
abroad
in
the
forest
,
and
had
lived
in
solitude
to
a
good
old
age
.
However
,
we
did
not
conclude
from
this
that
the
cat
was
destitute
of
affection
,
for
we
could
not
forget
its
emotions
on
first
meeting
with
us
;
but
we
saw
from
this
that
the
dog
had
a
great
deal
more
of
generous
love
in
its
nature
than
the
cat
,
because
it
not
only
found
it
impossible
to
live
after
the
death
of
its
master
,
but
it
must
needs
,
when
it
came
to
die
,
crawl
to
his
side
and
rest
its
head
upon
his
lifeless
breast
.
While
we
were
thinking
on
these
things
,
and
examining
into
everything
about
the
room
,
we
were
attracted
by
an
exclamation
from
Peterkin
.
"
I
say
,
Jack
,
"
said
he
,
"
here
is
something
that
will
be
of
use
to
us
.
"
"
What
is
it
?
"
said
Jack
,
hastening
across
the
room
.
