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THE MILLION-DOLLAR MYSTERY
This was supposed to be funny. No one had ever heard of three in a row.
And yet when the next full moon arrived in all its resplendent glory, the inevitable signs appeared again. We were in for another hurricane. For this one we were prepared. Unless there was to be a tidal wave, causing a great rise of the sea that would carry us off the island, I had figured we could weather it out, and I gave orders to stick to our guns. The entire fleet was anchored securely in the lagoon and as the storm increased and the night came on, most of the crew came ashore to take refuge in the main camp building.
I saw the way to utilize this man power and also the lumber supply outside and I got the men busy. Combining the tricks of seamanship and the art of carpentering, I had them lace and interlace planking across the framework inside the building. Great timbers were brought in to brace the walls. It was an ungainly looking job, but most effective. Crowding into the building with the crews came the Nassau carpenters, with their big straw hats still on their heads.
It was going to be a long wait, and packed into this one building everyone was using every ounce of weight and strength he possessed to keep himself and the building from being blown into the sea. It was stifling hot, for every opening was closed to the elements. Blasts of the storm would all but tear the building away, then would die down, only to come on again
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