“We must contrive some shelves,” said my mother, “that we may put things on them, or else we never can be tidy; and we have not one except that which holds the books. I think we can manage it. We have, two oars left besides the boat’s yard; we will nail them along the side of the cabin, about a foot or more from it, and then we will cut some of the boat’s sail, and nail the canvass from the side of the cabin to the oars, and that will make a sort of shelf which will hold our things.”
I brought in the oars; they were measured and cut off and nailed up. The canvass was then stretched from the side of the cabin to the oar, and nailed with the broad-headed nails, and made two capital shelves on each side of the cabin, running from one end to the other.
“There,” said my mother, “that is a good job. Now we will examine the chest and put everything away and in its place.”
My mother took out all the clothes, and folded them up. When she found the roll of duck which was at the bottom, she said—
“I am glad to find this, as I can make a dress for myself much better for this island than this black stuff dress which I now wear, and which I will put by to wear, in case we should be taken off the island some of these days; for I must dress like other people when I am again among them. The clothes are sufficient to last you for a long while; but I shall only alter two shirts and two pair of trousers to your present size, as you will grow very fast. How old do you think you are now?”
I replied, “About sixteen years old, or perhaps more.”
“I should think that was about your age.”
Having examined and folded up every article of clothing in the chest, the tools, spy-glass, etcetera, were put by me on the shelves, and then we examined the box containing the thread, needles, fish-hooks, and other articles, such as buttons, etcetera.
“These are valuable,” said she; “I have some of my own to put along with them. Go and fetch my basket; I have not yet had time to look into it since I left the ship.”
“What is there in it?”