The craft proved of great service while the cutter was under reconstruction. This was a big task, for not only had the lads given her a fairly deep keel, to make her more seaworthy, but a cabin, water-tight well, and decked fo"c"sle were added. The rig was altered to that of a yawl, while Andy hoped at an early date to instal the motor in her.
Hitherto his difficulties lay in the fact that the motor was not water cooled, nor was it adapted to consume kerosene. They had a plentiful supply of that fuel, but of petrol they had none. Nevertheless, Andy had firm faith in his capabilities, and trusted to overcome these difficulties all right.
In this craft the hopes of the inhabitants of McKay"s Island were centred. Although happy in their little domain, for plenty of work had proved the greatest factor to their well-being, they yearned at times for the society of their fellow-men and civilisation.
Directly the rainy season was over the little party meant to try their fate upon the broad Pacific. It was to be a risky voyage, but others had done similar pa.s.sages under worse conditions. Blythe, of H.M.S.
_Bounty_, for instance, did he not successfully accomplish a voyage of 4000 miles in an open boat in forty-one days?
The advent of the rainy season was heralded by a hurricane of terrific force.
Giving but little warning, the storm swept over the island, uprooting trees and turning the tiny rivulets into foaming torrents. The usually placid surface of the lagoon became a seething cauldron, huge breakers sweeping completely over the reef and lashing themselves upon the rock-strewn beach.
Well it was that the lads had hauled their craft above the reach of those breakers, for on the morning following the commencement of the storm not a vestige of the hull of the _San Martin_ was to be seen.
Fortunately the house was solidly constructed. The hail pelted on the iron roof, the windows rattled and the doors shook to such an extent that it became necessary to barricade them, while almost incessantly the lightning flashed and the thunder rolled in deafening peals.
While the rains lasted there was very little outside work done.
Welcome as were the showers at first, they soon became monotonous. It was too hot to wear oilskins, the ground was too soft to walk on without sinking ankle deep in mire, so that the castaways were thrown upon their own resources to pa.s.s the time as well as they were able within doors.
Lack of books had been their greatest discomfort, even the study of the Spanish charts and treatises on navigation became a pleasure; paper and writing materials they possessed, and Mr. McKay systematically wrote up his diary.
But the task that gave the lads the greatest pleasure and amus.e.m.e.nt was their efforts to teach Quexo English.
The mulatto was a willing though difficult pupil, and was doubly handicapped by being unable to write even his own language.
Nevertheless, before the rainy season was over, Quexo could understand most of what was said to him, and was able to reply in weird sentences and phrases that often set the lads laughing.
At length the "off season"--as Terence termed it--pa.s.sed, its departure being marked by almost as severe a hurricane as the one that preceded it.
Then for three days and nights a thick mist overspread the island. The air resembled that of a hothouse, without the least suspicion of a breeze.
On the morning of the fourth day the sun shone in an unclouded sky, the mud disappeared as if by the touch of a magic wand, and the inhabitants of McKay"s Island awoke to their life of outdoor activity.
"I think we will do well to postpone the time of our departure for another month," remarked Mr. McKay. "We shall then have more chance of a wind, and the zone of the Trades will extend farther north by then.
We shall have plenty to see, too, in a month."
"I want to get the motor fixed up," observed Andy. "I think my plan for making a water-jacket will succeed, and installing the engine and tuning it up will take quite a week."
"If you succeed the motor will prove invaluable, especially if we lose the benefit of the Trades," replied his father.
Andy was hard at work making a propeller. This he did by means of two sheets of steel plating riveted to an iron boss; for, in order to prevent the boat from being unduly kept back while under sail alone, he had decided to have but two blades, which when at rest were up and down, in line with the boat"s stern-post.
Terence, who was also of an engineering turn of mind, had embarked upon a somewhat ambitious programme. He meant to use the dynamo for lighting purposes.
"But," objected Ellerton, "what"s the use? We are leaving the island shortly."
"Possibly; but I am looking beyond then, Hoppy. Provided I could be sure of a pa.s.sage to "Frisco occasionally I would not mind settling down here. No doubt I am indulging in wild day-dreams, but still, my plans may mature, and there"s a living to be made out of the island.
But to deal with present events; the dynamo will be of great service to us, as we can recharge those acc.u.mulators we brought ash.o.r.e. Then Andy will be able to use electrical ignition for his motor instead of the slower and more uncertain lamp ignition."
"Quite so, Terence," a.s.sented Andy. "So carry on, my boy."
Thus encouraged, Terence, a.s.sisted by Ellerton and Quexo, dug a deep trench close to the brink of the lower terrace, the side of which he lined with thick planks from the wreck.
Next a water-wheel, twelve feet in diameter, was constructed, the paddle floats being cut from the iron plates obtained from the same source. A portion of the ship"s piston rods formed the axle of the wheel, a grooved drum being attached to take the driving belt of the dynamo.
At length came the critical test of Terence"s work. The stream, once more diverted, was conducted into the trench, and as the last barrier to its progress was removed the water rushed through its new channel.
Then, with a cascade of silver splashing from its floats, the wheel began to gather way, and was soon spinning merrily.
"That"s all very fine," exclaimed Andy, who had left his work to view the opening ceremony of the McKay Island Power Company. "But how are you going to stop the wheel? It will soon wear its axle out at that rate; and, besides, we can"t have that noise day and night."
"Never thought of that!" replied Terence. "We must make a hatch to trap the water when we don"t require the power."
Two days later the dynamo was in full working order. The lads were highly delighted, and suggested several schemes for making use of the electric current.
Then came Andy"s triumph. After many difficulties and failures he succeeded in duly installing the motor in the yawl, and on a trial trip inside the lagoon the boat behaved magnificently under power.
"We"ll have a trip round the island to-morrow," he exclaimed, as the craft was moored for the night. "Let"s turn in early so as to make a start immediately after sunrise."
The morning dawned bright and calm, with no wind.
"It will mean running under power," observed Andy, as the lads, laden with provisions and tins of kerosene, wended their way to the sh.o.r.e.
"I mean to----"
He stopped, his eyes fixed seaward.
His companions followed his gaze, and simultaneously there was a shout of:
"A sail!"
CHAPTER IX
UNWELCOME VISITORS
"Great Scott! It"s a native canoe," declared Mr. McKay. "And she"s heading straight for the island!"
The craft was some little distance from the entrance to the reef, her huge brown sail hanging idly from its yard, while the crew vigorously plied their paddles as they made the water fly from her sharp prow.
"Trouble in store?" queried Andy.
"It"s well to be prepared," replied his father. "I know these natives of old. Sometimes they are quiet and inoffensive, at another time they are bold and war-like, or, what is worse, extremely treacherous."
"Then we must arm ourselves?"
"a.s.suredly. Quexo, bring my gla.s.s."
The mulatto darted off, and presently reappeared, bringing a gla.s.s of lime-juice.