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The Coral Island by R. M. (Robert Michael) Ballantyne
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smoke; in less than a minute it caught fire; and in less than a
quarter of an hour we were drinking our lemonade and eating cocoa
nuts round a fire that would have roasted an entire sheep, while
the smoke, flames, and sparks, flew up among the broad leaves of
the overhanging palm trees, and cast a warm glow upon our leafy
bower.

That night the starry sky looked down through the gently rustling
trees upon our slumbers, and the distant roaring of the surf upon
the coral reef was our lullaby.



CHAPTER V.



Morning, and cogitations connected therewith - We luxuriate in the
sea, try our diving powers, and make enchanting excursions among
the coral groves at the bottom of the ocean - The wonders of the
deep enlarged upon.


WHAT a joyful thing it is to awaken, on a fresh glorious morning,
and find the rising sun staring into your face with dazzling
brilliancy! - to see the birds twittering in the bushes, and to
hear the murmuring of a rill, or the soft hissing ripples as they
fall upon the sea-shore! At any time and in any place such sights
and sounds are most charming, but more especially are they so when
one awakens to them, for the fist time, in a novel and romantic
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