"
"And be more suitable with our present outfit," replied Mr. Seagrave.
"Here's a box with your name on it, sir," said Ready; "do you know what
is in it?"
"I have no idea, Ready; but your axe will decide the point."
When the box was opened, everything appeared in a sad mouldy state from
the salt water which had penetrated; but on removing the brown paper
and pasteboard, it was found to contain stationery of all sorts, and,
except on the outside, it was very little injured.
"This is indeed a treasure, Ready. I recollect now; this is paper,
pens, and everything requisite for writing, besides children's books,
copy-books, paint-boxes, and a great many other articles in the
stationery line."
"Well, sir, that is fortunate. Now we may set up our school, and as the
whole population of the island will attend it, it will really be a
National School."
"Very true, Ready. Now for that cask."
"I can tell what that is by the outside; it is oil, and very
acceptable, for our candles are nearly out. Now we come to the most
valuable of all our property."
"What is that, Ready?"
"All the articles which I brought on shore in the different trips I
took in the boat before the ship went to pieces; for you see, sir, iron
don't swim, and, therefore, what I looked after most was ironware of
all sorts, and tools.
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