CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHTAlone on the deep—Necessity the mother of invention—A valuable book discovered—Natural phenomenon—A bright day in my history. –––––––– It was with feelings of awe, not unmingled with fear, that I now seated myself on the cabin skylight and gazed upon the rigid features of my late comrade, while my mind wandered over his past history and contemplated with anxiety my present position. Alone in the midst of the wide Pacific, having a most imperfect knowledge of navigation, and in a schooner requiring at least eight men as her proper crew! But I will not tax the reader’s patience with a minute detail of my feelings and doings during the first few days that followed the death of my companion. I will merely mention that I tied a cannon-ball to his feet, and with feelings of
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