lelagh and his head
wonderfully well acquainted, however, if I catch him trying to bolt
again."

After this discovery of the intended treachery of our servant, we felt
more anxious than ever to escape from the island; and we eagerly looked
for the return of Uncle Paul and Arthur, with the boat we hoped they
would find.

CHAPTER FOUR.

UNCLE PAUL'S RETURN--WE EMBARK--OVERTAKEN BY A FURIOUS GALE--OUR
PROVISIONS WASHED AWAY--JOSE'S DEATH--BURIAL AT SEA--OUR SUFFERINGS--A
BREEZE--A SAIL--DISAPPOINTMENT--CATCHING FISH.

Another day passed, and we became more and more anxious for the return
of our uncle and cousin. Sometimes our father talked of going back and
braving the worst; and sometimes he seemed eager to embark, to get clear
away from the island in which his once bright hopes had been so
completely destroyed. Frequently he spoke as if all happiness in life
for him was over, and seemed only to wish for death as an end to his
sorrows. He felt greatly the loss of our mother; and that alone would
have been sufficient to cast him down. But he was also, it was evident,
dissatisfied with himself. How could it be otherwise, when he reflected
that he had, by his own act, brought his present misfortunes upon
himself? We, however, did not and could not complain; and dear Marian
did her utmost to soothe and comfort him, telling him in a quiet way to
trust in God, and that all would be well.

"But I have not trusted in God; I have only trusted in myself," answered
our father bitterly, "and I have, in consequence, been terribly
deceived."

Though neither Marian nor I could offer sufficient consolation, we did
all we could to keep him from going back, and were thus, at all events,
of use.

Several times during the day I went down to the beach and looked along
the shore, in the hope of seeing the boat coming; but neither did she
appear, nor was any sail in sight. Tim would not leave his post, even
for the sake of getting some birds for our larder, but kept guard upon
Jose; who, it was evident, he thought would run off should he find an
opportunity.

"If once we get on salt water, the spalpeen may go and give all the
information he chooses; though it would be a pity to let him show this
snug little hiding-place, in case some other honest folks might wish to
take possession of it," he said to me. "I should just like to take him
with us, if I wouldn't rather be without his company."

We had been for some time shu