reach
their intended destination. It was not until sunset that, with great
exertion, they fetched the island nearest to the land, not the one that
was covered with trees, as they had its tended. As soon as the boat was
secured, exhausted with fatigue, they both threw themselves down on the
sand, where they remained for some time. Having recovered a little,
Newton procured from the boat some of the supplies which they required,
and after satisfying their hunger in silence, they both lay down to
repose. Newton, who was still afraid of Jackson's diabolical enmity,
which his silence implied to be again at work, closed his eyes, and
pretended for some time to be asleep. As soon as it was dark, he rose,
and first listening to the breathing of his comrade, who appeared to be
in a sound slumber, he walked away from him about one hundred yards, so
that it would be difficult to find him; he placed the handspike under
his head for a pillow, and worn out with; mental and bodily fatigue, was
soon in a state of oblivion.

His sleep, although profound for three or four hours was subsequently
restless. The mind, when agitated, watches for the body, and wakes it
at the time when it should be on the alert. Newton woke up: it was not
yet daylight, and all was hushed. He turned round, intending to get up
immediately; yet, yielding to the impulse of wearied nature, he again
slumbered. Once he thought that he heard a footstep, roused himself,
and listened; but all was quiet and still, except the light wave
rippling on the sand. Again he was roused by a sort of grating noise;
he listened, and all was quiet. A third time he was roused by a sound
like the flapping of a sail: he listened--he was sure of it, and he
sprung upon his feet. It was dawn of day, and as he turned his eyes
towards the beach, he perceived to his horror that the boat was indeed
under sail, Jackson, who was in it, then just hauling aft the mainsheet,
and steering away from the island. Newton ran to the beach, plunged
into the sea, and attempted to regain the boat; but he was soon out of
his depth, and the boat running away fast through the water. He shouted
to Jackson, as a last attempt. The scoundrel waved his hand in ironical
adieu, and continued his course.

"Treacherous villain!" mentally exclaimed Newton, as his eyes followed
the boat. "Was it for this that I preserved your life in return for
your attempts on mine? Here then must I die of starvation!