In the march the boys, as well as John, were ever on the alert to discover the possibilities of the island, so far as the natural products were concerned.
"Something smells awfully sweet around here," said George, as they were tramping along a beautifully-wooded crest.
"I think it must come from the trees that have the beautiful pale blue flowers. Wait until I get a branch."
One of the men was quick to carry out Harry's wish. John was immensely pleased at the interest which the boys exhibited. "What does it smell like?" he inquired.
"Something like cloves and cinnamon, both," answered George.
"Peel off the bark and taste it."
"It is just like cinnamon."
"That is correct. It is the real cinnamon tree. It is the cassia of the Bible, one of the spices so frequently referred to in Scripture. The bark only is used, but the species which have fruit, are gathered and oil expressed from them, which is called cinnamon suet."