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THE INDIAN ISLAND.
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the flag was drawn up, and nailed to the summit in the most conspicuous manner; and then, fastening the rope firmly, he descended to the ground in perfect safety, and, we may add, satisfaction.

The next day was the Sabbath, and was passed in rest and thanksgiving. When the heat of the day was over, they walked towards the interior of the island, and almost in the very centre found an immense banama-tree, with at least fifty green and slender pillars, forming as it were a natural temple. The whole party knelt; and, at her brother's bidding, Marion's innocent lips were the first to teach that solitude the words of prayer and praise. While they rested, Francis read a chapter from the Bible, which was his father's parting gift; and he can scarcely be blamed if his tears fell fast and heavy on the page. "My child," said the old sailor, "the God who has preserved you so wondrously for your parent, will restore you to him." Frank looked up in hope and gratitude, and to gather some tamarinds for Marion; and, by repeating yesterday's task of climbing a cocoa-nut near, made a valuable addition to their store.*[1]

  1. *The cocoa-nuts shoot up to the height of seventy, and sometimes eighty, feet: we were told that a hundred feet is not