tened towards the spot, and found it to be a small keg. On knocking out the head we discovered that it was gun-powder."
"It was I who sent you that, Jack," said I with a smile.
"Fork out!" cried Peterkin, energetically, starting to his feet and extending his open hand to Jack. "Down with the money, sir, else IN have you shut up for life in a debtor's prison the moment we return to England!"
"I'll give you an I.O.U. in the mean time," returned Jack, laughing, "so sit down and be quiet. The fact is, Ralph, when we discovered this keg of powder, Peterkin immediately took me a bet of a thousand pounds that you had something to do with it, and I took him a bet of ten thousand that you had not."
"Peterkin was right then," said I, explaining how the thing had occurred.
"Well, we found it very useful," continued Jack; "although some of it had got a little damp; and we furbished up the old pistol, with which Peterkin is a crack shot now. But, to continue. We did not find any other vestige of you on the reef, and, finally, gave up all hope of ever seeing you again. After this the island became a dreary place to us, and we began to long for a ship to heave in sight, and take us off. But now that you're back again, my dear fellow, it looks as bright and cheerful as it used to do, and I love it as much as ever."
"And now," continued Jack, "I have a great desire to visit some of the other islands of the South Seas. Here we have a first-rate schooner at our disposal, so I don't see what should hinder us."
"Just the very thing I was going to propose," cried Peterkin; "I vote for starting at once."
