o the surprise of the inhabitants. First going to the Chief's
house, without finding him, they went to the improvised hospital where
the wounded Korinos were being cared for.

There John was found, together with Uraso and the Chief. "We have seen a
sail," shouted George. "We want something to use as a signal." John
bounded up, and Uraso rushed out and soon fished out a white cloth, and
ran down through the grove after the boys.

Three hundred feet to the right was a slight elevation, which the boys
had noticed, and as it was devoid of trees offered the most available
place for the signal flag. They scurried around for some pole which
would answer, and to this the white cloth was quickly attached.

John was the last to reach the signaling point. He was laughing
immoderately, as he noticed the frantic signaling. "Where are your field
glasses, George?"

"They are in the village. I forgot about them."

"If you had used them you would not be surprised at the visitor."

The boys stopped signaling for a moment, and then looked at the ship.

"It isn't possible that is the _Pioneer_?"

"Look again, for yourself; don't you know your own work?"

The ship had seen the signal, and now turned. Then they recognized the
grand little vessel, that was almost a part of themselves, for they had
worked many months to complete her, and had tried to put good luck and
best wishes into every plank and spar and sail.

The Chief, too, was coming. The whole village joined to welcome the
ship, for when Uraso told the Chief that their own ship was coming, he
could not resist the temptation to witness the arrival.

Was it possible that Muro reached the landing place before the ship
left? John thought so, but the boys doubted it. Muro left before noon,
and it was now past five in the evening.

As the vessel neared the shore the people lined up and the boys crowded
close to the shore. They were the first to recognize Muro, to their
great delight. He waved his hand to them, and Stut was by his side.

"Good old Stut!" shouted George. "Where is Sutoto?"

"In Wonder Island!" was the response.

They were disappointed at this, but there was too much for them to think
about, as the anchor was being swung, and as soon as it dropped, a boat
was lowered from each side, and the men began to descend from the short
ladder, while the village people watched the proceeding with silent
wonderment.

Muro was the first to touch the shore, and then came