He agreed to let the sailors, Bob and Mr.
Tarbill work their passage home, and Captain Spark was to give his services as assistant navigator in lieu of passage money.
As the ship was taking on part of a cargo of native produce from the island she was not quite ready to sail, and in the meanwhile Bob and the captain went about the island a bit, Bob collecting a number of curiosities.

The natives treated them kindly, and the four who had saved the lives of the castaways by appearing in the nick of time felt well repaid by the present of a few trinkets which Bob and the sailors had in their pockets.
Finally the time came for them to take passage on the _Walrus_, which was the name of the American ship.

They sailed one bright morning, and under a spanking breeze the big island was presently low down on the horizon.
Bob was soon a favorite with every one on the ship, he was so anxious to learn and so ready and obliging.

He never grumbled, even when the work was hard.

But Mr.Tarbill never ceased lamenting the fact that he had ever left home.
As for our hero, he seemed to have settled down in life and was fast learning to become a good sailor.