They'll show us the way back, and they have plenty of water." The parched throats and swelling tongues of the castaways were soon relieved by a fairly cool drink from the filled skins in the native boat.

Then the brown men passed over some cocoanuts and other fruit that were grateful to the palates of the half-starved ones.
Captain Spark conversed a little longer with the friendly savages, and some news they gave him seemed to give him great satisfaction.
"There's an American ship in port at the island," he said, "and she's homeward bound around the Horn.

We can take passage in her.
Hurrah, men, our troubles seem to be over!" "Thank God!" said Mr.Carr fervently, and so great was the strain on Mr.Tarbill that when it was relieved by the good news he cried like a child.

Nor were Bob's eyes altogether dry.
A little breeze had sprung up, and, guided by the natives, the castaways were soon at the island.

It was a large one, and the first sight they had of it showed them a big ship in the harbor.
At this they set up a cheer.
It did not take Captain Spark long to arrange matters with the American skipper.