San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-02-06

George gaze a Mortified cry
"Look," said George. pale and palsied
with fear at such a Strange sight, and he
sat still, seemingly without power to
| move, as the great beast, as huge as an
| OK, crept slowly along, though not in
their direction.
"Oh," said Maxwell, now fully awake,
"that's nothing; only an admiral or q
commodore. They can't hurt YOU"
'But what kind of q thing is it,"
"Why, it's one of them there turkles
what has to take the sperrits of all the
admirals ard commodores as dies. They'm
| ugly beasts, bat they don't hurt nobody,
| so never mind him. Now George, we
don't know where we are, nor what island
we're on. There's only two in all this
| group has a drop o. running water, and
we must try and lind out whether we've
! been lucky enough to strike one of them.
As long as there's plenty of them turkles
| and fish we won't starve, but / don't
| mind owning that I'd like a drink o.
water, and I'd like to wash the salt ouJ'n
my sore leg, TOO, for it kinder burns. I'm
feard l can't walk much, but We'll try to
| climb up here spell and see if we car
| find any,"
''No, Max, you stay here and I'll go and
look, and como back il find any,"
George rose, and though he felt stiff
and sore he climbed up the burned and
CLASSY surface of the clinkers and vitreous
| rocks, and watching well his way, not to
get lost. When he had climbed up sew
eral hundred feet he came to sort of
| plateau, where he could stand and obtain
| fair view of good part of the island,
which seemed to be large, and though
there was mist over the higher parts Of
| it George fancied he could discern kind
| of shrubbery in depression between two
| peaks The descent was perilous from the
| point where he was, but he determined to
| try it, and in order that he might not lose
| his way he gathered bits of clinker and
| scoria and placed them in regularly shaped
| piles at regular distances, and then he be-
gan to slide and slip and jump from one
| place to another until he reached glade,
| where some thorny, scrubby trees of an
unknown description bordered a narrow,
thin little stream of water that seemed to
| well out of the blackened rocks.
No one ever drank with such satisfac-
| ton before, and after he had drank of the
pure stream he began to wonder how he
was to carry any water to Maxwell, who,
L
| he had. He looked around in vain, hop
ing that some one might have left some
sort of a vessel; but there was nothing,
and he sat down to think, and he finally
bethought himself of his shirt, which he
instantly stripped off and held under a
| spot where the water trickled over ledge,
and he held it in the running water until
| he could taste no salt when he squeezed it
| in his mouth. His intention was to carry
| it as wet as it could hold to Maxwell, who
| could thereby obtain at least enough to
refresh himself little until they could do
something better.
He filled the shirt with water as full as
| it would hold, and took it in his arms
| carefully and hurried back as fast as he
could make his way, and when he reached
| the highest point over which he had come
| the mists had lifted so that he could see
far off in the distance another island
| higher than the one ON which they were,
and larger too, he judged.
Maxwell drank with great joy the water
| which George wrung out of his shirt, and
he said he had never before tasted water
| so good. He was refreshed, and they
both began to think now of something TO
eat. Fish there were in the water, and
on land there were these giant turtles
Beyond these they did not know, and
George did not think he would care to
tackle one OF these turtles alone, and
Maxwell WAS helpless in that his leg was
in a terrible condition.
What to do they did not know. Finally
George said: 81 believe i can make a
fish hook out of the wire around my knife
handle, and / have some line in my
pocket" and it was not long before he
had made sort of hook out of the
wire, but it would only have an
swered for the smallest fish. But
where was bait to come from? A
long search resulted in finding four
spiders, and with these for bait he went
down to the edge of the water and threw
in his hook. The fish seemed to vie with
each other in their desire to bite at the
wrigglng spider and to have no fear, so
that as George drew his line cautiously
toward him the fish crowded each other
and he could reach them with his hands,
He kept the spider just at the edge of the
water and with the other hand caught
seven fair sized fish, all of them of beau
tiful and unknown species.
He then gathered them up and started
to go to Maxwell when among the drift
wood on the edge of the water, he saw |
long pole, jointed and polished and about |
six inches in diameter "This will do TO 1
make Max a crutch WITH" Thought
George, and he drew it up without dim,