Curiously enough, the monster that had thus destroyed a stout ship paid no attention whatsoever to the little boats, which would have been like nutshells before his bulk and power.

But many of the men who thus escaped only went to a fate more terrible than to have gone down with their stout ship.

Adrift on a trackless sea, 1000 miles from land, in open boats, with scant provision of food or water, they faced a frightful ordeal.

After twenty-eight days they found an island, but it proved a desert.

After leaving it the boats became separated--one being never again heard of.