A close family who has found themselves stranded on an
island after a shipwreck - By J. D. Wyss

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pulley, and with this and some rope we fastened the sail to the mast, which we rigged up by nail­ing a board with a hole in it across one of the tubs of our boat and so fixing it.
Fritz, after taking observations through a tele­scope of what was passing on land, told me all seemed well—he could even see his mother walking about.
But our work with the sail had taken us a long time, and, with all we had yet to do, I saw we should certainly have to pass the night on board, as I had expected, and not join the others on shore that day.
We employed the rest of the day in emptying the tubs of the useless ballast of stones which we had brought in them, and putting in their place nails, pieces of cloth, and different kinds of utensils. We also secured knives and forks and spoons, and in the captain's cabin we found some services of silver and a little chest filled with bottles of wine.
We next descended to the kitchen, which we stripped of gridirons, kettles, and pots of all kinds, including a small roasting-jack. Our last prize was a chest of choice eatables, containing hams, sausages, and other savoury food. I took good care not to forget some little sacks of maize, of wheat, and
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