"I suppose you've got something very fine in there, Washington?"
"I declare to goodness I don't know what dat air contraption am conglomerated with," said the colored man. "I jest grabbed it up and run."
The old hunter had, in the meanwhile, taken the cover off.
"What in the world have we struck," he exclaimed.
"Sky rockets!" cried Jack, with a glance at the contents of the box.
"Yes," said Professor Henderson. "I took some aboard in case we might have to signal for help on the water."
"Hurrah!" yelled Andy.
"What's the matter?" asked Jack.
"We'll use the sky rockets as weapons against the natives!" shouted the old hunter, capering about on the sand.