seven o'clock
It was daylight of the sixth day out from Kusaie , and as I stood up to get a better view of the land I was well satisfied . `` We have done well , '' I said exultantly to Lucia , who was steering : `` three hundred and forty miles in five days -- with a two-knot current against us all the way ! '' -LSB- Illustration : Saw a barque lying on the reef 182 -RSB- I did not know my way into Ujilon Lagoon , for I had never been there before , so I now had some trouble in picking up one of the two passages on the south side of the great atoll . At seven o'clock , just as we were entering it , we saw a barque lying on the reef about half a mile away to the northward . She was a good lump of a vessel -- apparently of about seven or eight hundred tons , and the remnants of some of her upper canvas still fluttered to the breeze . We could discern no sign of life about her , nor were any boats visible ; but we had no time to examine her just then , so sailed on across the lagoon , and , instead of dropping anchor , ran gently on to the beach of a densely wooded island , for the water was not only as smooth as glass , but very deep , the `` fall '' from the edge of the beach being very steep . In an hour we had lightened the boat sufficiently to float her along a narrow waterway , which wound a sinuous course through the solid coral rock into a little basin or natural dock , where we could board her at either low or high water , without wetting our feet , though she had a clear fathom of water under her keel .