"
"I hope so too; but we are all in the hands of the Almighty."
Mr. Seagrave took his station on the plank, and was left to his own
reflections; that they were not of the most pleasant kind may easily be
imagined. He prayed earnestly and fervently that they might be
delivered from the danger and sufferings which threatened them, and
became calm and tranquil; prepared for the worst, if the worst was to
happen, and confidently placing himself and his family under the care
of him who orders all as he thinks best.
At daylight Ready woke up and relieved Mr. Seagrave, who did not return
to the house, but lay down on the cocoa-nut boughs, where Ready had
been lying by the side of William. As soon as Ready had got out the
spike-nails and hammer, he summoned William to his assistance, and they
commenced driving them into the cocoa-nut tree, one looking out in case
of the savages approaching, while the other was at work. In less than
an hour they had gained the top of the tree close to the boughs, and
had a very commanding view of the bay, as well as inland. William, who
was driving the last dozen spikes, took a survey, and then came down to
Ready.
"I can see everything, Ready: they have pulled down the old house
altogether, and are most of them lying down outside, covered up with
their war-cloaks; some women are walking to and fro from the canoes,
which are lying on the beach where they first landed.
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