cruller, Mr. Trimmer? They were just stolen from our small friend's
kitchen. Don't care for stolen fruit, hey? You're too particular, Mr.
Trimmer."




CHAPTER XV

LIFE ON THE UNKNOWN SHORE

Seldom has there been a surrender so complete and unconditional. There
were no banners to celebrate the triumph (for which Pee-wee took all
the credit) but as old Trimmer started up the river Pee-wee turned the
sign so that the word GO faced the departing voyager like a commanding
finger to order the vanquished from his victorious presence.

"Do you think he had some treasure in the scow?" Pee-wee asked. "Maybe
if we dig we'll find some gold nuggets."

"Let's try some of those cocoanut nuggets," said Townsend.

"Didn't I know how to handle him?" said Pee-wee. "Now the island is
ours, isn't it?"

"I think before we have supper," said Townsend, "we'll write a line to
the dredging people. What do you say?"

"We'll write it on bark from the tree on account of our being wild and
uncivilized," said Pee-wee. "I can make ink out of prune juice and we