ase of danger I can get into my cave. But at all
other times I will live in my bower." He had use still for his cave. He
could use it to store some things in. But he had to be careful about the
dampness in wet weather.

Robinson was getting to feel at home. He was no longer so sad. He did
not grieve so much for home. He looked upon his home with great delight.
It was secure. He had his herd of goats always in his sight. At evening
he would do his milking. He found he could keep the milk for some time
in the cave. He was tempted to try making some butter from the good,
rich cream. "But," said Robinson, "I have neither vessels to make it in
nor bread to eat it on."

He planned many things to do. "I will make a hammock some day for my
bower and some vessels to use in my work," he thought.

XXV

ROBINSON AGAIN EXPLORES HIS ISLAND

When Robinson recovered his strength he had a strong desire to see more
of the island. At first he had been in constant fear of wild animals,
but now he thought he would like to see all there was to see in the
island. On the 15th of July he started out. First he went to a brook
which ran into the sea near his cave. Its water was clear and pure;
along its shore lay beautiful meadows. As he came to the upper course of
the brook the meadow gave way to forest. On the border of the forest he
found melons and grapes.

The night came on and he slept again in a tree. The next morning he went
farther and came to a clear rivulet. Here the region was wonderfully
beautiful. The flowers bloomed as in a garden, and near the flowers
stood splendid apple and orange trees. He took as much of the fruit as
he could carry and went on his way. This journey continued three days.
The grapes which he had carried he dried in the sun and made raisins.

The 10th of September came, one year had passed on the island. He was
many hundred miles from home, alone on an island. With tears he cried
out, "Ah! what are my dear parents saying? They have no doubt long given
me up as dead. If I could only send them a message to comfort them and
let them know how much I love them!"

The day was celebrated as a holiday. He thanked God that He had given
him so many good things. Often he had lived the whole day in care and
anxiety. Now he tried to be more cheerful and to meet the troubles of
each day with courage.

But Robinson was not yet satisfied. He longed to know more of the island
and prepared himself for a greater