AN ENGLISH SHIP
It was toward the end of the rainy season, the wind had lost its violence, and a patch of blue sky could now and then be seen; our pigeons had quitted the dovecot, and we ourselves ventured to open the door of the grotto and taste the fresh air.
Our first care was for our gardens, which had suffered injury ; we took account of the damage as well as we were able, and then set out for our more distant possessions. Fritz and Jack proposed to make an excursion to Shark Island, to inspect our fort and colony there. I consented, and they set off in the cajack.
When they arrived they examined the interior of the fort, and found that nothing of importance was damaged. Then, wishing to see whether the cannons were in good order, they fired one off. What was their astonishment when, a moment