Pulp Fiction, 1865 · page 51 of 116
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THE HUTS. 538 The captain consenting, Biock set out upon his expedition. Passing the headland, he made his way through a small grove of cocoanut trees, and came suddenly upon a. little valley watered by a clear stream. <A better place, he thought, for the building of huts, could not have been found; so he returned and reported his success to the captain. Two of the men were sent to the valley to commence the work of erecting shelters. The rest soon followed, carrying boat-sails, mast-poles, kegs, packages of provisions, and many other articles taken from the cutter. Before night, the huts, two in number, and built of the branches of bread-fruit and cocoanut trees, were completed. One was very small, and situated about fifteen yards from the other, which was of larger dimensions. The first was designed for Grace—the last, for the occupation of the four men and two officers. Upon entering her “ palace,” the young girl was much .pleased with the manner in which it was fitted up. That she might have a soft couch, the men had first covered the inclosed space of ground with a thick carpet of leaves plucked from one of the bread-fruit trees that skirted the edges of the valley, and afterward spread over this a couple of thick blankets. In one corner of the apart- ment lay the two chair-cushions upon which she had reposed while in the cutter, and, not far from these, stood a breaker (1 small cask), containing fresh water procured from the stream. Fastened to the vessel, by means of a piece of rope- yarn, was a tin cup, which had been scoured and polished until it shone like silver. This was the property of old Tom Rocket, who could never have forgiven himself had he left upon it a single spot of rust to soil the lips of such a“ nice little lass” as Grace Greenville. Besides the conveniences already mentioned, the young girl was surprised to see a small looking-glass, together with a piece of candle and some matches, lying upon an empty box. These articles had been provided by Block. - “A looking-glass,” he had said to Capstan, “ is one of the most inexcusable necessities of woman. For that reason, do you see, I’ve put one in Her hut, and nave besides thrown 4 in the contingencies for signee a light i in order that she can see her inflexion in the mirror.” | While Grace was still occupied in surveying her apart- comicbooks.com