Commodore Junk — page 210: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

CAPTAIN HUMPHREY COMES TO. 203 triumph, and to call attention to the feat of another creeper which had twisted itself completely round a great block, lifted it from one side, and held it suspended like a vegetable feat of strength. For nature was asserting herself on every hand, the growth of the forest penetrating the chamber like an invading army of leaves and stems, and mingling with the works of man to their steady overthrow ; while, facing it all, stern, implacable, and calmly watching the progress of destruction going on, stood the stone idol, the work of a race passed from the face of the earth, and waiting, as it had waited for hundreds of years, till the potent forest growth should lay it low. For a time it was all a nightmare-like confusion to Hum- phrey ; but with returning strength came order in his intellect, and he questioned Bart, who brought him food, and from time to time added carpets and various little luxuries of cabin furniture, which seemed strangely incongruous in that place. “Who told you to bring those things here?” he said one day. “ Commodore Junk.” “Why? Am Ia prisoner?” “ Yes,” “ Am I to be shot ?” “Don’t know.” “Where am I?” “ Here.” “But what place is this?” “ Don’t know.” «“ But——_” “‘ Want any more wine or fruit?” “No; I want my liberty.” * Belongs to the captain.” “Tell the captain I wish to see him.” CONnnicloOol<s =)