Chapter XXV.
THE SANDAL-WOOD PARTY—NATIVE CHILDREN'S GAMES, SOMEWHAT SURPRISING—DESPERATE AMUSEMENTS SUDDENLY AND FATALLY BROUGHT TO A CLOSE—AN OLD FRIEND RECOGNIZED—NEWS—ROMATA'S MAD CONDUCT.
Next day the wood-cutting party went ashore again, and I accompanied them as before. During the dinner hour I wandered into the woods alone, being disinclined for food that day. I had not rambled far when I found myself unexpectedly on the sea-shore, having crossed a narrow neck of land which separated the native village from a large bay. Here I found a party of the islanders busy with one of their war-canoes, which was almost ready for launching. I stood for a long time watching this party with great interest, and observed that they fastened the timbers and planks to each other very much in the same way in which I had seen Jack fasten those of our little boat. But what surprised me most was its immense length, which I measured very carefully, and found to be a hundred feet long; and it was so capacious that it could have held three hundred men. It had the unwieldy outrigger and enormously high sternposts which I had remarked on the canoe that came to us while I was on the Coral Island. Observing some boys playing at games a short way along the beach, I resolved to go and watch them; but as I turned from the natives who were engaged so busily and cheerfully at their work,
