surprised him. The dead
bodies were lifted over board. No funeral ceremony was possible.

Owen then went aft to attend to the first mate, who lay in the stern
sheets unable to move. Owen brought him some water; he drank it
eagerly, and opened his eyes.

"Is there much more?" he asked.

"Very little, sir; but we will take only what will keep us alive, you
can have the rest."

Owen, faithful to his promise, continued to give the apparently dying
man a few thimblefuls at a time.

"Were a breeze to spring up we might yet be saved," said the mate. "Do
you see any signs of one?"

"Not as yet, sir," answered Owen, after he had looked round the horizon;
"but cheer up, sir, God may still think fit to preserve us, although we
do not see how it is to be. I'll get you a little more water."

All day long Owen continued, as at first, to attend on the mate. Mike
and Nat sat still, their spirits were too low to talk; but they were
perfectly satisfied that the mate should have the water, though their
own share was thus much diminished. They all ate sparingly of the
provisions which remained. Fortunately among them was some of the dried
fruit, which assisted to assuage their thirst. The mate did not appear
to grow worse, and Owen hoped that during the cool hours of the night he
might revive. The sun went down in a cloudless sky, and the stars shone
out brightly above their heads. Still no breeze came. The first mate
occasionally spoke and inquired how the weather looked, but Owen could
only give the answer as before. Morning was approaching.

"If we do not make the land, Hartley," said Mr Scoones, "or do not get
picked up to-day, I shall not see another sun set."

"I hope you will hold out, sir," answered Owen; "we have still a little
water, and our provisions are not quite exhausted. I trust you will not
get worse."

He said this, though scarcely a couple of pints of water remained, while
the provisions he spoke of consisted of a small piece of dry salt beef
and half a dozen figs. Owen, feeling that he could hold out some time
longer, was anxious to give the mate as large a share as possible, for
he evidently required it more than any one.

Owen spoke to Nat and Mike, and they agreed that he should have a double
allowance. The night air had revived him considerably. Owen gave him a
few drops of water, after which he managed to chew some beef and eat a
fig. Owen then gave him a further allowance of the prec