{"id":"01KG8AKZACXH3WSZZGR0NV65C4","cid":"bafkreieilys7ogrwiqgooi2kwqlvvopksw56hrworieznsvyrcetsw5qky","type":"chunk","properties":{"end_line":3314,"extracted_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:18.535Z","extracted_by":"structure-extraction-lambda","label":"Chunk 1","source_file":"01KG89J1HYC04JWXEK48P07WPK","start_line":3246,"text":"CHAPTER XXIX.\r\nWhat They Lighted Upon In Further Searching The Craft, And The\r\nResolution They Came To\r\n\r\n\r\nDescending into the cabin with Samoa, I bade him hunt up the\r\nbrigantine’s log, the captain’s writing-desk, and nautical instruments;\r\nin a word, aught that could throw light on the previous history of the\r\ncraft, or aid in navigating her homeward.\r\n\r\nBut nearly every thing of the kind had disappeared: log, quadrant, and\r\nship’s papers. Nothing was left but the sextant-case, which Jarl and I\r\nhad lighted upon in the state-room.\r\n\r\nUpon this, vague though they were, my suspicions returned; and I\r\nclosely questioned the Islander concerning the disappearance of these\r\nimportant articles. In reply, he gave me to understand, that the\r\nnautical instruments had been clandestinely carried down into the\r\nforecastle by Annatoo; and by that indefatigable and inquisitive dame\r\nthey had been summarily taken apart for scientific inspection. It was\r\nimpossible to restore them; for many of the fixtures were lost,\r\nincluding the colored glasses, sights, and little mirrors; and many\r\nparts still recoverable, were so battered and broken as to be entirely\r\nuseless. For several days afterward, we now and then came across bits\r\nof the quadrant or sextant; but it was only to mourn over their fate.\r\n\r\nHowever, though sextant and quadrant were both unattainable, I did not\r\nso quickly renounce all hope of discovering a chronometer, which, if in\r\ngood order, though at present not ticking, might still be made in some\r\ndegree serviceable. But no such instrument was to be seen. No: nor to\r\nbe heard of; Samoa himself professing utter ignorance.\r\n\r\nAnnatoo, I threatened and coaxed; describing the chronometer—a live,\r\nround creature like a toad, that made a strange noise, which I\r\nimitated; but she knew nothing about it. Whether she had lighted upon\r\nit unbeknown to Samoa, and dissected it as usual, there was now no way\r\nto determine. Indeed, upon this one point, she maintained an air of\r\nsuch inflexible stupidity, that if she were really fibbing, her\r\ndead-wall countenance superseded the necessity for verbal deceit.\r\n\r\nIt may be, however, that in this particular she was wronged; for, as\r\nwith many small vessels, the Parki might never have possessed the\r\ninstrument in question. All thought, therefore, of feeling our way, as\r\nwe should penetrate farther and farther into the watery wilderness, was\r\nnecessarily abandoned.\r\n\r\nThe log book had also formed a portion of Annatoo’s pilferings. It\r\nseems she had taken it into her studio to ponder over. But after\r\namusing herself by again and again counting over the leaves, and\r\nwondering how so many distinct surfaces could be compacted together in\r\nso small a compass, she had very suddenly conceived an aversion to\r\nliterature, and dropped the book overboard as worthless. Doubtless, it\r\nmet the fate of many other ponderous tomes; sinking quickly and\r\nprofoundly. What Camden or Stowe hereafter will dive for it?\r\n\r\nOne evening Samoa brought me a quarto half-sheet of yellowish, ribbed\r\npaper, much soiled and tarry, which he had discovered in a dark hole of\r\nthe forecastle. It had plainly formed part of the lost log; but all the\r\nwriting thereon, at present decipherable, conveyed no information upon\r\nthe subject then nearest my heart.\r\n\r\nBut one could not but be struck by a tragical occurrence, which the\r\npage very briefly recounted; as well, as by a noteworthy pictorial\r\nillustration of the event in the margin of the text. Save the cut,\r\nthere was no further allusion to the matter than the following:— “This\r\nday, being calm, Tooboi, one of the Lahina men, went overboard for a\r\nbath, and was eaten up by a shark. Immediately sent forward for his\r\nbag.”\r\n\r","title":"Chunk 1"},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KG8AJRHGF2HZDP4MNWTGF642","peer_type":"chapter","predicate":"in"},{"peer":"01KG89J1HYC04JWXEK48P07WPK","peer_type":"file","predicate":"extractedFrom"},{"peer":"01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"},{"peer":"01KG8AKZAKWTQSQNB924QPFQ9G","peer_type":"chunk","predicate":"next"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-30T20:48:21.836Z","ts":"2026-01-30T20:48:28.367Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H"}}