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<h2> CHAPTER XIV. </h2>
<p>As Fritz and Ernest were now men, they were of course free to go where
they chose, and to come back when their will led them home. Thus, from
time to time they took long trips, and went far from Rock House. They had
fine boats and strong steeds, and of these they made such good use that
there was scarce a spot for leagues round that was not well known to them.</p>
<p>At one time, Fritz had been so long from home that we had a dread lest he
should have lost his way, or fallen a prey to wild beasts. When he came
back he told us a long tale of what he had seen and where he had been, and
how he had brought with him birds, beasts, moths, and such strange things
as he thought Ernest would like to see. When he had done, he drew me out
into our grounds and said he had a strange thing to tell me. It seems that
he found a piece of white cloth tied to the foot of a bird which he had
struck down with a stick, on which were these words: "Save a poor soul,
who is on the rock from which you may see the smoke rise."</p>
<p>He thought that this rock could not be far off, and that he ought to set
off at once in search of it.</p>
<p>"I have a thought," said he; "I will tie a piece of cloth, like that I
found, to the leg of the bird, and on it I will write, 'Have faith in God:
help is near.' If the bird goes back to the place from whence it came, our
brief note may reach the eye of the lone one in the rock. At any rate, it
can do no harm, and may do some good."</p>
<p>He at once took the bird, which was an AL-BA-TROSS, tied the strip of
cloth to its foot, and let it go.</p>
<p>"And now," said he, "tell me what you think of this. If we should, find a
new friend, what a source of joy it will be. Will you join me in the
search?"</p>
<p>"To be sure I will," said I; "and so shall the rest; but we will not yet
tell them of this."</p>
<p>They were all glad to take a trip in the large boat, but they could not
make out why we went in such haste.</p>
<p>"The fact is," said Jack, "Fritz has found some queer thing on the coast
that he can't bring home, and wants us to see it. But I dare say we shall
know what it all means in good time."</p>
<p>Fritz was our guide, and went first in his bark boat, or CA-NOE. In this
he could go round the rocks and shoals that girt the coast, which would
not have been safe for the large boat. He went up all the small creeks we
met with on the way, and kept a sharp look-out for the smoke by which he
would know the rock we came out to find.</p>
<p>I must tell you that once when he came to these parts with Ernest he met
with a TI-GER, and would have lost his life had it not been for his pet
Ea-gle. The brave bird, to save Fritz from the beast, made a swoop down on
its head. Fritz thus got off with a scratch or two, but the poor bird was
struck dead by a blow from the paw of its foe. This was a sad loss to
Fritz, for his pet had been a kind friend, and would go with him at all
times when he went far from home.</p>
<p>There was scarce a spot we came to that did not bring to the mind of one
of us some such tale as this, so that we were full of talk while the boat
bore us on.</p>
<p>We had been out some days, but could find no trace of what we went in
search. I rose from my berth at dawn, and went on deck with Fritz. I told
him that as we had no clue to the place, we must now give up the search.
He did not seem to like this, but no more was said. That day we spent on
shore, and came back to our boat to sleep at night. Next day we were to
change our course, and trace our way back, for the wind now blew from the
sea.</p>
<p>When I went on deck next day I found a short note from Fritz, in which he
told me that he could not give up the search, but had gone some way up the
coast in his small boat. "Let me beg of you," he wrote, "to lie in wait
for me here till I come back."</p>
<p>When he had been gone two days, I felt that I ought to tell my wife the
cause of our trip, as it might ease her mind, and she now had some fear
lest her son should not be safe. She heard me to the end, and then said
that she was sure he would not fail, but soon bring back good news.</p>
<p>As we were all on the look-out for Fritz, we saw his boat a long way off.</p>
<p>"There is no one with him in the boat," said I to my wife; "that does not
say much for our hopes."</p>
<p>"Oh, where have you been?" said the boys, all at once, as he came on
board. But they scarce got a word from him. He then drew me on one side,
and said, with a smile of joy, "What do you think is the news I bring?"</p>
<p>"Let me hear it," said I.</p>
<p>"Then I have found what I went forth to seek, and our search has not been
in vain."</p>
<p>"And who is it that you have found?"</p>
<p>"Not a man," he said, "but a girl. The dress she wears is that of a man,
and she does not wish at first that her sex should be known to more that
we can help, for she would not like to meet Ernest and the rest in that
state, if they knew that she was a girl. And, strange to tell," said
Fritz, "she has been on shore three years."</p>
<p>While I went to tell the news to my wife, Fritz had gone down to his berth
to change his clothes, and I must say that he took more care to look neat
in his dress than was his wont at home.</p>
<p>He was not long, and when he came on deck he bid me say no word to the
rest of whom he had found. He leaped like a frog in to his light craft,
and led the way. We were soon on our course through the rocks and shoals,
and an hour's sail, with the aid of a good breeze, brought us to a small
tract of land, the trees of which hid the soil from our view.</p>
<p>Here we got close in to the shore, and made our bark safe. We all got out,
and ran up the banks, led by the marks that Fritz had made in the soil
with his feet. We soon found a path that led to a clump of trees, and
there saw a hut, with a fire in front, from which rose a stream of smoke.</p>
<p>As we drew near I could see that the boys did not know what to make of it,
for they gave me a stare, as if to ask what they were to see next. They
did not know how to give vent to their joy when they saw Fritz come out of
the hut with a strange youth, whose slight make, fair face, and grace of
form, did not seem to match well with the clothes that hung upon his
limbs.</p>
<p>It was so long since we had seen a strange face, that we were all loth to
speak first. When I could gain my speech I took our new friend by the
hand, and told her in words as kind as I could call to my aid, how, glad
we were to have thus found her.</p>
<p>Fritz, when he bade Ernest and Jack shake bands with her, spoke of our new
friend as James, but she could not hide her sex from my wife, for her
first act was to fall on her breast and weep. The boys were not slow to
see through the trick, and made Fritz tell them that "James" was not the
name they should call her by.</p>
<p>I could not but note that our strange mode of life had made my sons rough,
and that years of rude toil had worn off that grace and ease which is one
of the charms of well-bred youth.</p>
<p>I saw that this made the girl shy of them, and that the garb she wore
brought a blush to her cheek. I bade my wife take charge of her, and lead
her down to the boat, while the boys and I stood a while to speak of our
fair guest.</p>
<p>When we got on board we sat down to hear Fritz tell how he came to find
Miss Jane, for that was her real name; but he had not told half his tale
when he saw my wife and her new friend come up on deck. She still had a
shy look, but as soon as she saw Fritz she held out her hand to him with a
smile, and this made us feel more at our ease.</p>
<p>The next day we were to go back to our home, and on the way Fritz was to
tell us what he knew of Miss Jane, for his tale had been cut short when
she came on the deck with my wife. The boys did all they could to make her
feel at home with them, and by the end of the day they were the best of
friends.</p>
<p>The next day we set sail at sun rise; for we had far to go, and the boys
had a strange wish to hear Fritz tell his tale.</p>
<p>When the boat had made a fair start, we all sat down on the deck, with
Jane in our midst, while Fritz told his tale to the end.</p>
<p>Jane Rose was born in IN-DI-A. She was the child of one Cap-tain Rose,
whose wife died when Jane was but a babe in arms. When ten years of age he
sent her to a first class school, where she was taught all that was fit
for the child of a rich man to know. In course of time she could ride a
horse with some skill, and she then grew fond of most of the field sports
of the East. As the Captain had to go from place to place with his troops,
he thought that this kind of sport would train her for the mode of life
she would lead when she came to live with him. But this was not to be, for
one day he told Jane that he must leave the East, and take home the
troops. As it was a rule that no girl should sail in a ship with troops on
board, he left her to the care of a friend who was to leave near the same
time. He thought fit that she should dress in the garb of a young man
while at sea, as there would then be no need for her to keep in her berth,
and he knew that she was strong and brave, and would like to go on deck,
and see the crew at their work. It gave the Captain pain to part with his
child, but there was, no help for it.</p>
<p>The ship had been some weeks at sea, when one day a storm broke over it,
and the wind drove it for days out of its course. The crew did their best
to steer clear of the rocks, but she struck on a reef and sprung a leak.
The boats then put off from the wreck, but a wave broke over the one in
which Jane left, and she was borne, half dead with fright, to the place
where we found her. She had been thrown high up on the beach, and though
faint and sick, got out of the reach of the waves. She did not know if
those who were in the boat with her had lost their lives, but she had seen
no trace of them since.</p>
<p>When she had strength to walk, she found some birds' eggs and shell fish,
which she ate, and then went in search of some safe place where she could
rest for the night. By good chance she had a flint and a knife; with these
she set light to some dry twigs, and made a fire, which she did not once
let out till the day she left. Her life was at first hard to bear, but she
was full of hope that some day a ship would come near the shore, to which
she could make signs for help. The wild sports of the East in which she
took part had made her strong of limb, and she had been taught to make
light of such things as would vex most of her sex.</p>
<p>She built a hut to sleep in, and made snares to catch birds. Some of them
she made use of for food, and some she let go with bits of cloth tied to
their legs, on which she wrote words, in the hope that they might meet the
eye of some one who could help her. This, as we knew, had led Fritz to
make his search, the end of which had brought as much joy to us as to the
young friend who now sat in our midst.</p>
<p>When Fritz had told us this, and much more, we came in sight of Safe Bay.
He then took Ernest with him in his small boat, and left us to go up the
stream as fast as he could to Rock House, so as to make the place look
neat by the time we brought home our guest. The two boys—for to us
they were still boys—met us on the beach. Fritz, with a look of
pride, gave his hand to Jane, and I could see a slight blush rise to her
cheek as she gave him hers. He then led her up the path, on each side of
which grew a row of young trees, and took her to a seat in our grounds.
There he and Ernest had spread out a feast of our best food—fish,
fowls, and fruit, and some of my wife's choice jam—whilst our burnt
clay plate made a great show on the board, for it was set out with some
taste. We had a wish to show Jane that, though the coast was a wild kind
of place, still there were means to make life a joy to those who dwelt on
it, if they chose to use them. As for Jane, the sight of our home, the
style of our feast, and the kind words of the boys, were things so new to
her, that she knew not what to say.</p>
<p>"I shall tell no more than the truth," she said, "when I say that what you
have shown me is of far more worth than all the wealth I have seen in the
East, and that I feel more joy this day than I have felt in all the days
of my life. I can use no terms less strong than these to show how much I
thank you."</p>
<p>This was just the kind of speech to please the boys, for there had been no
one to praise their work till now. When the meal was done, my wife brought
out some of her best wine, and we drank to the health of our guest in
great state, and with loud cheers. We then made a tour of our house and
grounds, that Jane might see the whole of the place that from this time
she was to make her home. It would take me a long time to tell what she
thought of all she saw, or the neat things she said in praise of our
skill, as we took her from place to place. My wife's room, in which were
kept the pots and pans to dress our food, and the plates, bowls, and cups,
out of which we ate, took her some time to view; for she had long felt the
want of such things as she now saw we had made for our own use out of what
we could find.</p>
<p>The next day we all went to The Nest, and when the rainy season came
round, Jane knew the place quite as well as we did. My wife found in her a
true friend, for she soon took a large share of the work off her hands,
and did it with so much skill, and with so strong a wish to please us,
that we grew to love her as if she had been our own child.</p>
<p>When the time came for us to keep in doors from the rain, the boys would
oft lay by their work, and sit to hear Jane talk of what she had seen in
the East, and Ernest and Fritz would read to her by turns such books as
she might choose. I was glad to see that this wrought a great change in my
sons, whose mode of life had made them rough in their ways and loud in
their speech—faults which we did not think of so long as there was
no one to see or hear them.</p>
<p>When the spring came, the boys went in our boat to the spot where they had
found Jane, which we now knew by the name of "Jane's Isle," and brought
back some beans, which were new to them. These we found to be COF-FEE.
Jane told us that they were by no means scarce, but that she had not made
use of them, as she knew no way to roast or grind the beans, which she
found in a green state.</p>
<p>"Do you think," said my wife, "that the plant would grow here?"</p>
<p>I then thought for the first time how fond she was of it. There had been
some bags on board the ship, but I had not brought them from the wreck;
and my wife had once said that she would like to see the plant in our
ground. Now that we knew where to get it, she told me that it was one of
the few things that she felt the loss of. When the boys heard this, they
set out on a trip to Jane's Isle, and while there they went to the spot
where she had dwelt for so long, and sought for what things she had left
when she came to live with us.</p>
<p>All these were brought to Rock, House, and I may tell you that Fritz set
great store by them. There were all sorts of odd clothes, which she had
made of the skin of the sea calf; fish lines wrought out of the hair of
her head; pins made from the bones of fish; a lamp made out of a shell,
with a wick of the threads which she had drawn from her hose. There were
the shells she used to cook her food in; a hat made from the breast of a
large bird, the tail of which she had spread out so as to shade her neck
from the sun; belts, shoes, and odd things of a like kind.</p>
<p>My wife, who had now a friend of her own sex to talk with, did not feel
dull when the boys left us for a time, so they had leave to roam where
their wish led them, and to stay as long as they chose. In the course of
time they knew the whole of the isle on which we dwelt. Ernest drew a map
of it to scale, so that we could trace their course from place to place
with ease. When they went for a long trip they took some doves with them,
and these birds brought us notes tied to their wings from time to time, so
that we knew where they were, and could point out the spot on the map.</p>
<p>I will not dwell on what took place now for some time, for I find that
each year was very much like the last. We had our fields to sow, our crops
to reap, our beasts to feed and train; and these cares kept our hands at
work, and our minds free from the least thought of our lone mode of life.</p>
<p>I turn to my log as I write this, and on each page my eye falls on some
thing that brings back to my mind the glad time we spent at Rock House.</p>
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