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

from his bed OF weeds ana streIcDeo MN
self, aud tried his fishing again with like
result, and there were fish enough to last
for all day, and he cleaned them and
brought them up TO their little camp and
spread them out again on the rocks where
the sun could bake them as it had the day
before. I
When Maxwell awoke he found George
waiting by his side.
"Wby didn,t YOU wake me before?"
said he
81 wanted YOU to rest. I've got fish
enough for today, but we'll have to wait
awhile vet for them to cook. wish we
had a fire. though it is hot enough here, to
be sure, but we could cook.
Maxwell said nothing for a minute,
SAen suddenly he put his hand in his
pocket and drew out a tobacco pouch and
turned its contents out on a rock. They
were wet, but among the bits Of tobacco
were two matches. These they laid in
the sun while they gathered bits of
reedy sticks and drift wood all dry as
finder and then they tried the matches,
which were dry. One would not burn
and was thrown away, but the other did,
and great was their JOY to see their little
fire first smoke and then burn up brightly.
Boy like George could not contain his
delight, and he began to caper and hur-
rah, and Maxwell himself was hardly less
delighted, and they soon had their fish
cooked, and they were then ready for work
ON their great turtle. But, now, George
must also provide material to keep up
their fire, and he brought up more from
the shore, which had a supply for many
months, and they partially covered it with
wet seaWeed and went to dismember their
turtle. This was not hard to do the
greatest difficulty being in MaXwell's
lame leg, but they soon had the beautiful,
bright yellow breast plate off and scraped
clean, and en- that they piled the strips of
meat as they cut them off. The upper
shell was dark green, almost black, and
bore the dents and scars of many fall on
the sharp rocks, and it would when filled
hold a barreiful.
They worked until the sun was over
their heads, only stopping long enough for
George to go and broil some slices of meat
over the precious fire, and they ate them
with relish. AT about o'clock they had
finished cutting up their meat, and George
cleaned of a space on the largest rock, and
there they spread out the meat to dry in
the sun on the trestlework they had made
Of drift wood.
When this was done they reposed a
while, talking over their lives, their won
derful escape and their prospects,
After resting an hour George said he
would like to explore little, and he left
Maxwell rubbing his leg with some of the
fat of the turtle while .he went up toward
the highest peak lie saw on the island
About 800 or 1000 yards. from where
they had made their camp he came to
what had evidently been a path, and he
followed it as, it led upward and around
the highest point he could see, and here he
found undoubted proofs that some one
had inhabited this island before, for here
the rocks had been hewn out in the form
of a terrace, with seats ranged around it,
also hewn from the clnkers and rocks.
They were cut in the shape of old fash
toned settees, with arms and backs, and
the position dominated the ocean for
miles. A few of the same stunted thorny
trees, such as he found near the water
source, stood by these benches as if to
afford shade, although there were but
three alive now. The others were dry and
dead.
While George was wonderingly looking
dbOGJ ClSpI'No uIOh blIlS,
and he picked it up to find that it was an
old broken cutlass, thick with rust. Con-
tipuing, his searches revealed nothing
new, and he found that this was simply
an elevated place of observation, and he
started back down again, with the relic in
his hand The old and almost obliterated
path led around the inner side of the hill
and seemed TO end abruptly at the foot of
a declivity, and as he saw no possibility
of penetrating 'he wall of rock he thought
he must have been miSlCd in thinking
that smooth place path, and he turned
around to make his way back when he
thought he sawsa crevice, which looked
as if it had been fashioned by the hand of
man. He looked sharply and well, and at
last convinced himself that here had been
a door, and he pushed with all his
strength, but no purpose. 1t would
not more. He threw himself against it,
lint selpSSly and in his anger he tried to