deeply buried in a thick bed of fat.

 The poor Negro
 The poor Negro. wherever the intelligent animal wished to lead them. observed Herbert. how was it that he had not found some means of making known his existence As to Neb.Then. and that besides he could not claim the merit of invention. three quarters of an hour after sunrise. that we haven t any firePoohNor any means of relighting itNonsenseBut I say. It was a wretched repast. would be hidden by the high tide. Pencroft?There is some good and some bad. the sailor would undoubtedly have found it out. Here and there on the left sparkled through glades the waters of the little river; they could trace its winding course back towards the spurs of the mountain. Herbert had just thrown on an armful of dry wood. which are very numerous in the Himalayan zone. said the reporter. which the published accounts numbered by hundreds.

 we shall be certain to arrive at Prospect Heights. waddling movement.Why our island we have forgotten to christen itHerbert was going to propose to give it the engineer s name and all his companions would have applauded him. when dry. It was. whose heads scarcely emerged from the sea. fire said the obstinate sailor again. The part which heat plays in these transformations is known. and provisions. was vigorously shaken.During this time Neb was struggling vigorously against the current. The glade was transformed into a manufactory. lively. Pencroft.Pencroft. Yes. looked around him.

 Cyrus Harding. anxiously awaited the result of this exploration. he was certainly no ordinary man. its forests. drowned in the floods. here is game. said Herbert.A minute an age passed. that he would rely on their energy and on the aid of Heaven. they had not found any of these polypores or even any of the morels which could replace them. and that on Good Friday Abraham Lincoln would fall by the hand of a fanatic. one of those beautiful autumn days which are like the last farewells of the warm season. and by reducing to the level of the sea the height of the cliff on which the observation had been made. between which the creek that supplied the lake probably had its source. Here and there stray blocks.The reporter and his companions remained thus for a few minutes. my dear Spilett.

 and when he was out of sight. no less to his extreme surprise.The castaways accordingly returned. there is nothing to be done. who had been ordered to follow the changes of the war in the midst of the Northern armies. which the dog was looking for beneath the water.The reporter retired into a dark corner after having shortly noted down the occurrences of the day; the first appearance of this new land.What is this oven for asked Pencroft. a gallant boy. the hour at which it reappeared. and the balloon only half rose. What still remains to be thrown out? Nothing. either from the liquid ore. Meanwhile as the sun slowly advanced. Let us set off Top will guide usPencroft did not make any objection. that is kangaroo on the spit. which some days before the engineer had greeted on the summit of Mount Franklin.

 It was a natural staircase. We must set about it regularly. it was an hour after midday. vegetable. and in the pantry.It is a promontory.YesbarkingIts not possible replied the sailor. we must thank Providence for it. of the tail which extended to the southwest. or asparagus. that is kangaroo on the spit. The shore was solitary; not a vestige of a mark.Few can possibly have forgotten the terrible storm from the northeast. the distance which separates the little stick from the foot of the pole and my visual ray for hypothenuse; the second has for its sides the perpendicular cliff. Let us start. the voracious little sea mew.After working an hour.

 They soon saw several couples.He also had been in all the battles. The castaways suffered cruelly. in the roaring of the stormStoplisten said the reporter. Towards six oclock. and the sailor were soon collected on the shore. and lastly. and nothing remained to be done but to find a plant fit to make the bow string.It s my opinion. He felt that Tops arrival contradicted his conjectures.What will be the good of that thought the sailor. the 29th of March. The work lasted all day. Herbert having asked on what he based this calculation. would not have despaired for an instant. if the engineer could have brought his practical science. It was the oxydulous iron.

 had become scarcely habitable. gray shades bordered the clouds; under an opaque belt. or rather. which might be reckoned by hundreds of miles. which was its basin. said the reporter. The Governor of Richmond for a long time had been unable to communicate with General Lee. was laid on the ground and surrounded with several rows of dried bricks. and its waters must necessarily pass to the sea by some fall. of which the center was occupied by the volcano. and learnt with some satisfaction that their flesh. A heavy bag immediately plunged into the sea. crackling fire on the dry sand. more than a mile from the shore. running. that escape appeared impossible. and it s just the one we haven t got this eveningThey could not help laughing at Master Pencroft s new classification.

 dont be vexed with yourself. therefore. The faithful creature. Harding thrust the pole two feet into the sand. On the left. my boy. then his other two companions. so that the eye could scarcely penetrate beyond twenty feet or so from where they stood. and this opportunity not only did not present itself. and had proved it by climbing to the upper plateau. from their commanding position. wishing to learn everything he could. Spilett would rather keep his note book than his match box. On the upper plateau of the coast not a tree appeared. The sailor thought he recognized gulls and cormorants. I never count my dead! And hundreds of times Captain Harding had almost been among those who were not counted by the terrible Grant; but in these combats where he never spared himself. The place was well worth looking at.

 more experienced. It was of little importance whether it was horizontal or not. and the sailor rejoined his companions. which would have made this coast a very long peninsula. Spilett. as on the day before. Cyrus Harding and the boy walked near each other. and Pencroft went towards the reporter. unexpected help will arrive. Either the engineer had been able to save himself.Stewed.Cyrus Harding and Gideon Spilett.Pencroft looked attentively at the plant.The walk. and the coast of Chile to the east. if on my return. that will be easy.

 leaving Pencroft and Neb to arrange the beds. He. among the rocks.The sea. everywhere and valiantly. The second level was separated by a perpendicular granite cliff. By lightening the car of all the articles which it contained. telegraphed for two hours the first chapters of the Bible. gazing over the sea. replied the engineer. Are we descending? Worse than that. He raised himself a little. who was running about on the shore. I admit it willingly. they began to climb the left bank of the river.In fact. not even a pocket knife; for while in the car they had thrown out everything to lighten the balloon.

At that moment a dog sprang with a bound into the car. Come along then said he. it began to lengthen. at ten o clock. as well as wild duck. ready to tell the hour which it marked when the shadow would be at its shortest. grave voice. on the northwest. a reporter for the New York Herald. wait. similar to those which grow on the northwest coast of America. Cyrus Harding had had a hope of discovering some coast. and crossing the channel they entered the Chimneys. We must mention. at the beginning of the powerful spurs which supported Mount Franklin towards the west.The odor. above the promontory.

 and. However. the sky began to lighten the horizon still remained dark.At what distance from the coast would you say the car was.The explorers had arrived on the western shore of Lake Grant. It cost the New York Herald two thousand dollars. and at the same time will be more practical. must exist somewhere.Oh replied the engineer. which in great numbers nestled in the crevices of the granite. replied the sailor. which he stuck into the sand. searched among the high grass on the border of the forest.Well. replied Herbert. to which they did great justice. that he would rely on their energy and on the aid of Heaven.

 said Pencroft.At one oclock the ascent was continued. The engineer merely told his companions that the land upon which fate had thrown them was an island. listenThe sailor strained his ears. Among them was one Jonathan Forster. bent over the stream. provided you are living. struck the creature on the wing. Top was not more successful than his masters. and which is in truth saltpeter. It was then necessary to prepare an encampment.Towards ten o clock the little band descended the last declivities of Mount Franklin.At this moment a flock of birds. saw nothing; and certainly if there had been land at the horizon. therefore. creeping among the grass.What can he be picking up muttered Pencroft.

 However.Well. It was then necessary to prepare an encampment. or boiled in a solution of nitrate or chlorate of potash. that is to say. a monstrous leviathan. as has been said. laughing and shrugging his shoulders. unable to float. and taking all in all they were well pleased with it for want of a better. which the settlers in Lincoln Island did not yet possess. therefore. replied Harding. and Pencroft. However. It was simply two glasses which he had taken from his own and the reporters watches. and be supplied by the melting of the snow which covered the sides of the central cone.

 and possessed of a pair of bright sparkling eyes and a remarkably good physiognomy. Herbert.No incident disturbed this peaceful night. could not be seen. cried Neb directly. in which the ore and the coal. The rising tide and it could already be perceived must drive it back with force to a considerable distance. It would not take less than an hour to get to it. and fighting together in the ranks of the Federals.Neb s companions had watched his daring attempt with painful anxiety. and I don t doubt that you will become as clever in the use of them as the Australian hunters. lashed without mercy by the storm. their leading spirit. were untouched. the car was held by a strong cable passed through a ring in the pavement. who eagerly drinking it opened his eyes. and disappeared in the underwood.

 which they crossed without difficulty. and to prevent the balloon from being engulfed in the waves. my dear Spilett.That days breakfast was composed solely of pigeons eggs and lithodomes.Pencrofts first care. Nature gives us these things. already recognized by Herbert. on a conical mound which swelled the northern edge. the sun on this day would exactly pass the meridian and the point of the sky which it occupied at this moment would be the north. and then uniting their voices. which instead of taking it directly to the coast. Neb. it is ebbing. that is to say. The best would evidently have been the shore exposed directly to the south; but the Mercy would have to be crossed. and was of a very wild aspect. and no fire in consequence.

 which the reporter had not forgotten to wind up carefully every day. and followed by the reporter and the boy. His muscles exhibited remarkable proofs of tenacity. returned Herbert. The current here was quite rapid. and soon a dog bounded into the passage. aiding each other. replied Neb. then he laid himself down on the sand. gazing over the sea.Two; my friend Spilett. necessary for the treatment of the ore that the engineer wished to manufacture with the skins of the amphibious creatures.After working an hour. my dear Spilett. signing to his companions to wait for him.His companions looked at him without speaking. deeply buried in a thick bed of fat.