Lost Island

“Aye, there’s queer sights in them latitudes,” agreed the old sailor, pausing in his task of slapping paint on the side of the ship and gazing thoughtfully across the sunlit har...

“A strange mystery of the sea is recalled now that the bark _Hatteras_ is definitely given up for lost. Six months have elapsed since she was last heard of in the Pacific Ocean,...

“What d’you know about that!” he said, with a deep laugh. “You’ll get on, son, if you’re always as smart as this. Come back and talk to me in a week. From what I can see of you,...

The new hand’s sleeping quarters were in the “fo’c’sle,” but he did not sleep much the first night, for everything was strange. So far, the ship was very steady, only giving a r...

“A derelict, my son,” said Barnes, “is the sort of thing a cap’n spends all his life lookin’ for, but most generally he doesn’t find it; and even when he finds it, it might be l...

Just as the spinning dory reached the vortex, a change came over the turbulent water. The fiercest suction seemed to have spent itself. The whirlpool became a dozen smaller eddi...

As soon as the _Pacific Queen_ was moored at Auckland, Barnes saw that Dave got most of the money due to him as wages, urging that he had not enough clothes to keep him warm. Ba...

“Four of them are fit to return to their jolly old families,” the man replied. “Don’t worry about the others till you feel a bit better. Can you stand up?”

“They can’t call us sundowners, with this grub on board,” Tempest said, shouldering the parcel. “I don’t mind having a lazy time now and again when I’ve earned it, but no man br...

The gateway to Sydney, by water, is said to be the most beautiful natural harbor in the world, and Dave leaned over the taffrail spellbound as the dawn dyed the sea a deep red....

In another two minutes the question of wages had been disposed of, and the two wanderers found themselves installed as members of the _Mary Ellen’s_ crew, much to their own sati...

It was during his stay on the _Mary Ellen_ that Dave first learned, under the personal supervision of Captain Grummitt, who spent most of his time on the bridge, the art of taki...

The reef on which she had struck was submerged at all states of the tide, leaving nothing to disclose its existence but the dark color of the water, which the mist had hidden. H...

Although those who had gone were naturally very much missed, the trio settled down to their lonely life a good deal more contentedly than they had anticipated. A more ideal camp...

There was still no sign of the missing man at the camp when the sun rose, and a fear that had haunted Dave began to become very real. He was now firmly convinced that his friend...

“What is it? A picnic party? Well, I’m hanged!” said the voice, the owner of which jumped out of the boat. He was a big, broad-shouldered man, with a pleasant ring in his voice.

The weather was sizzling hot as the steamer neared Washington Island, which is only about two hundred and fifty miles north of the equator. Dave and Tempest received the pay the...

In spite of his obvious disappointment, Joe Flagg remained as suave and courteous to his two guests as ever. Both Tempest and Dave, however, began to grow restless as time slipp...

Followed by Jim, they scrambled into their boat, and shot the sails up; and in a few minutes the _Nautilus_ was bobbing her way out of Shavay Bay on a course almost due southeas...

It was Jim, as usual, who first caught sight of it, and Dave looked at it for a long time through the binoculars, full of wonder and hope. Either they were doomed to disappointm...

As the keel grated on the beach they all sprang out. In spite of the danger they ran of being attacked any instant, Dave glowed with excitement at the idea of actually setting f...

Dave and Tempest were by no means cheerful when they regained their refuge on the hill. The last of the biscuits had already been eagerly devoured, and all three of them had an...

Advancing on tiptoes, Tempest stretched out his hand to gain possession of the revolver, and his fingers were almost closing on it when one of the flooring boards creaked. Flagg...

“That’s queer!” Tempest exclaimed, coming to his side and prodding aimlessly into the bank of sand with his foot. “It must be some poor beggar who died here after the _Hatteras_...