The Lost Continent by Edgar Rice Burroughs
page 29 of 161 (18%)
page 29 of 161 (18%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
craft would carry us so far, we haven't enough water or food
for more than three days. "We are doomed, Snider, to die far from home and without ever again looking upon the face of another fellow countryman than those who sit here now in this boat. Isn't that punishment sufficient for even the most exacting judge?" Even Snider had to admit that it was. "Very well, then, let us live while we live, and enjoy to the fullest whatever of adventure or pleasure each new day brings, since any day may be our last, and we shall be dead for a considerable while." I could see that Snider was still fearful, but Taylor and Delcarte responded with a hearty, "Aye, aye, sir!" They were of different mold. Both were sons of naval officers. They represented the aristocracy of birth, and they dared to think for themselves. Snider was in the minority, and so we continued toward the east. Beyond thirty, and separated from my ship, my authority ceased. I held leadership, if I was to hold it at all, by virtue of personal qualifications only, but I did not doubt my ability to remain the director of our destinies in so far as they were amenable to human agencies. I have always led. While my brain and brawn remain unimpaired I |
|