And, in order to have the deck under our thumb a little more, I am going to station two of the sailors with muskets, as a guard, near the man at the wheel, another amidships, and two more forward." Meanwhile the _kayaks_ were approaching, a whole school of them, shouting and racing with each other.

Such a barbaric din! The crowd on the shore added their distant shouts.
"There's another thing we must look out for," remarked the captain.
"These folks are said to be a little thievish.

It will be well enough to put loose small articles out of sight." Hastily perfecting our arrangements, we provided ourselves each with a musket, and were ready for our strange visitors.

They came paddling up, one to a canoe.

Their paddles had blades at each end, and were used on either side alternately, with a queer windmill sort of movement.
"Twenty-seven of them," said Kit.
"Bareheaded, every mother's son of them!" exclaimed Weymouth.
"Only look at the long-haired mokes!" laughed Donovan.
"Why, they're black as Palmleaf!" cried Hobbs.
"Oh, no! not nearly so black," said Bonney.