“We found her out here with two men in her,” returned Dick, as the prow of the craft struck the little island.
A line was thrown out, which Lucky quickly tied to a tree, and then the four sprang out upon the ground.
The darky still had the possum and coffee warm, and, as there was enough to go around, all hands did ample justice to the meal.
When supper was finished, Leo and Dick thought over the professor’s proposition, and, after a while, concluded to accept it.
The five sat about the fire for a long while, chatting over the matter, and finally, when they began to get drowsy, Leo suggested that they should turn in upon the bottom of the boat, leaving one man on guard for the first part of the night, and when his time was up, to make a change.
“I think it advisable to do this,” said he, “for we can’t tell what might happen while we slept.”
“A good idea,” promptly returned the professor. “Martin will take the first watch.”
“I will, sartin,” said the Yankee.
“And I’ll take second,” put in Dick. “To-morrow night some one else can have a show.”
This seemed to be satisfactory, so all turned in save Haypole, who, rifle in hand, sat down upon the ground near the boat, with his back to a tree.