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First
we
landed
on
one
of
the
small
islands
and
ran
all
over
it
,
but
saw
nothing
worthy
of
particular
notice
.
Then
we
landed
on
a
larger
island
,
on
which
were
growing
a
few
cocoa-nut
trees
.
Not
having
eaten
anything
that
morning
,
we
gathered
a
few
of
the
nuts
and
breakfasted
.
After
this
we
pulled
straight
out
to
sea
,
and
landed
on
the
coral
reef
.
This
was
indeed
a
novel
and
interesting
sight
to
us
.
We
had
now
been
so
long
on
shore
that
we
had
almost
forgotten
the
appearance
of
breakers
,
for
there
were
none
within
the
lagoon
.
But
now
,
as
we
stood
beside
the
foam-crested
billow
of
the
open
sea
,
all
the
enthusiasm
of
the
sailor
was
awakened
in
our
breasts
;
and
as
we
gazed
on
the
widespread
ruin
of
that
single
magnificent
breaker
that
burst
in
thunder
at
our
feet
,
we
forgot
the
Coral
Island
behind
us
,
we
forgot
our
bower
and
the
calm
repose
of
the
scented
woods
,
we
forgot
all
that
had
passed
during
the
last
few
months
,
and
remembered
nothing
but
the
storms
,
the
calms
,
the
fresh
breezes
,
and
the
surging
billows
of
the
open
sea
.
This
huge
,
ceaseless
breaker
,
to
which
I
have
so
often
alluded
,
was
a
much
larger
and
more
sublime
object
than
we
had
at
all
imagined
it
to
be
.
It
rose
many
yards
above
the
level
of
the
sea
,
and
could
be
seen
approaching
at
some
distance
from
the
reef
.
Slowly
and
majestically
it
came
on
,
acquiring
greater
volume
and
velocity
as
it
advanced
,
until
it
assumed
the
form
of
a
clear
watery
arch
,
which
sparkled
in
the
bright
sun
.
On
it
came
with
resistless
and
solemn
majesty
,
the
upper
edge
lipped
gently
over
,
and
it
fell
with
a
roar
that
seemed
as
though
the
heart
of
Ocean
were
broken
in
the
crash
of
tumultuous
water
,
while
the
foam-clad
coral
reef
appeared
to
tremble
beneath
the
mighty
shock
!
We
gazed
long
and
wonderingly
at
this
great
sight
,
and
it
was
with
difficulty
we
could
tear
ourselves
away
from
it
.
As
I
have
once
before
mentioned
,
this
wave
broke
in
many
places
over
the
reef
and
scattered
some
of
its
spray
into
the
lagoon
;
but
in
most
places
the
reef
was
sufficiently
broad
and
elevated
to
receive
and
check
its
entire
force
.
In
many
places
the
coral
rocks
were
covered
with
vegetation
--
the
beginning
,
as
it
appeared
to
us
,
of
future
islands
.
Thus
,
on
this
reef
,
we
came
to
perceive
how
most
of
the
small
islands
of
those
seas
are
formed
.
On
one
part
we
saw
the
spray
of
the
breaker
washing
over
the
rocks
,
and
millions
of
little
,
active
,
busy
creatures
continuing
the
work
of
building
up
this
living
rampart
.
At
another
place
,
which
was
just
a
little
too
high
for
the
waves
to
wash
over
it
,
the
coral
insects
were
all
dead
;
for
we
found
that
they
never
did
their
work
above
water
.
They
had
faithfully
completed
the
mighty
work
which
their
Creator
had
given
them
to
do
,
and
they
were
now
all
dead
.
Again
,
in
other
spots
the
ceaseless
lashing
of
the
sea
had
broken
the
dead
coral
in
pieces
,
and
cast
it
up
in
the
form
of
sand
.
Here
sea-birds
had
alighted
,
little
pieces
of
seaweed
and
stray
bits
of
wood
had
been
washed
up
,
seeds
of
plants
had
been
carried
by
the
wind
,
and
a
few
lovely
blades
of
bright
green
had
already
sprung
up
,
which
,
when
they
died
,
would
increase
the
size
and
fertility
of
these
emeralds
of
Ocean
.
At
other
places
these
islets
had
grown
apace
,
and
were
shaded
by
one
or
two
cocoa-nut
trees
,
which
grew
literally
in
the
sand
,
and
were
constantly
washed
by
the
ocean
spray
--
yet
,
as
I
have
before
remarked
,
their
fruit
was
most
refreshing
and
sweet
to
our
taste
.
Again
,
at
this
time
Jack
and
I
pondered
the
formation
of
the
large
coral
islands
.
We
could
now
understand
how
the
low
ones
were
formed
;
but
the
larger
islands
cost
us
much
consideration
,
yet
we
could
arrive
at
no
certain
conclusion
on
the
subject
.
Having
satisfied
our
curiosity
,
and
enjoyed
ourselves
during
the
whole
day
in
our
little
boat
,
we
returned
,
somewhat
wearied
,
and
withal
rather
hungry
,
to
our
bower
.
"
Now
,
"
said
Jack
,
"
as
our
boat
answers
so
well
we
will
get
a
mast
and
sail
made
immediately
.
"
"
So
we
will
!
"
cried
Peterkin
as
we
all
assisted
to
drag
the
boat
above
high-water
mark
.
"
We
'll
light
our
candle
and
set
about
it
this
very
night
.
Hurrah
,
my
boys
,
pull
away
!
"
