her sight, but she was
happy knowing that Jim was safe. She was not thinking of herself and her
own danger at the time, as is the way of some women.

John Berwick, the engineer, had had an anxious time while Jim had been
conducting his seance on board the ship, and it was his prompt action
that had saved his friend. It was some luck, too, that the three rascals
aboard had not sighted the slender dark boat, but they were dazed
somewhat, due to the effect of Jim's fierce attack upon them, and
likewise the two comrades deserved a little luck considering how
fortunate their enemies had been of late.

Berwick lost no time in pulling for the shore, and had no difficulty in
finding the outjutting rock which was the point of departure.

* * * * *

It was a full two hours before Berwick could bring Jim fully around, and
then the latter sat by a bright camp fire in the cove, pale and drawn,
with a handkerchief tied around his injured head. He was drinking some
coffee, but as yet he could not eat anything.

"Who was the guy, John, who first called women the weaker sex?" inquired
Jim, in a faint and injured tone.

"Some chump who probably died a sadder and a wiser man," replied his
friend.

"I only wish the gentle Annie back there had given him a tap with the
shillalah," remarked Jim.

Finally, by the time the fog thickened, Jim was himself once more and
the two comrades had determined upon their course. They had this
advantage in that they knew, from what Jim had overheard, something of
the immediate plans of Captain Bill Broome and his evil crew, and what
actually occurred will be fully and graphically told in the "Frontier
Boys in the South Seas." Furthermore, at this particular time, the
captain believed his enemy drowned beyond all possibility of a doubt;
therefore, he would not be on his guard against him in the future, and
would know of no need to hurry his departure.

"All aboard now, John," said Jim. He rose stiffly to his feet. "We will
row across the bay to the city and charter a fast craft to follow these
beggars. I guess there will be a surprise in store for those blooming
pirates in a few days."

"We are short of cash, Captain," remarked John; "I don't see how we are
going to get a boat."

"Trust to luck," said Jim; "it is coming our way I tell you. That was
the break when I wasn't drowned this morning."

It came out, the luck part, as Jim said, and yet it was nothing so