A like change had very similarly occurred at the time of their own landing on the island; so, the brothers' hearts beat high with hope.
Everything was got ready for their instant departure; the consequence of which was that all their own personal little goods and chattels were packed up so soon that they had frequently to open the bundles again to take out some article they required for use! The golden treasure was not forgotten either--that may be taken for granted.
The result of their sealing for the past year was also put up for shipment.

This consisted of eighty-five sealskins and fifty barrels of oil--a result that said much for their industry during the period.
And so, the brother crusoes waited and looked out, day after day, with longing eyes for the anxiously expected vessel that was to terminate their exile on Inaccessible Island and bear them back to the loved ones at home! Fritz of late had somewhat reformed his lazy habits, rising much earlier than he used to do, this reformation being caused by a natural desire to be up and stirring when the _Pilot's Bride_ should arrive; but, still, Eric invariably forestalled him.

The sailor lad was always down on the beach on the look-out, in default of being able to climb up to his former signalling station on the cliff, at the first break of day! Morning after morning, he went down to the shore; morning after morning, he returned with a disconsolate face and the same sad report-- "Nothing in sight!" This was the case every day.
There was never the vestige of a vessel on the horizon.
At last, one morning became a gladdened one in their calendar! Eric had proceeded to the beach as usual; but, not returning so soon as was his general habit, Fritz had time to awaken and rouse up from bed.
Anxious at the lad's delay, he went to the door of the hut, peering out to seaward as the sun rose in the east, flooding the ocean with a radiance of light.
At the same instant, Fritz heard Eric hailing him in the distance.
It was the cheeriest shout, he thought, he had ever heard! Only two words the lad called out.
"Sail ho!".