While the Edgar was getting in her stores Peter enjoyed the company of his friend, and with renewed spirits and hopes he sailed on his voyage.
The beautiful island of Otaheite and several others were visited. He then, according to his order, sailed northward, to call at the Sandwich Islands, thence to proceed to Japan and through the Indian Seas round the Cape of Good Hope homewards.
Calm as the Pacific is at times, fearful gales sweep across it. To one of these the Edgar was exposed for several days, and Peter had to exert all his skill and seamanship to preserve his ship. He did his best, and putting his trust in God, sought His protection. The gale had driven the ship considerably out of her course. For some days no observation could be taken; an anxious look-out was kept, for coral reefs and islands were near at hand, and with little warning the ship might be driven on one of them.
The night was unusually dark. Peter and his mates had never left the deck. Just as morning was about to break a cry was heard of “Land! on the lee bow!” The ship was put about, and scarcely had she come round when breakers were seen rising in a foaming wall astern.
Chapter Nine.
A Strange Discovery.
As the day dawned an island, covered with the richest vegetation, appeared rising to a considerable height, with a calm lagoon between it and the circling reef. A tempting passage was also seen leading from the stormy ocean into the lagoon.
One of the natives coming aft said that he knew it well. It was his native island, and he offered to pilot in the ship. Should the gale increase, the danger of attempting to beat off that lee shore would be great. Peter therefore at once accepted the offer. The Edgar was headed in for the lagoon. The foaming breakers roared upon either side as she shot between them, and in another minute she was gliding calmly over the smooth water of the lagoon. Piloted by the native in a short time she brought up in a beautiful bay, where she might ride securely.