Misfortins don't come single, howsiver.

The ship wos wrecked on a coral reef, and the crew had to take to their boats, which they did, an' got safe to land; but the land they got to wos an out-o'-the-way island among the Feejees, and a spot where ships never come, so they had to make up their minds to stop there." "I thought," said Amos Parr, "that the Feejees were cannibals, and that whoever was wrecked or cast ashore on their coasts was killed and roasted, and eat up at once." "So ye're right," rejoined Buzzby; "but Providence sent the crew to one o' the islands that had bin visited by a native Christian missionary from one o' the other islands, and the people had gin up some o' their worst practices, and wos thinkin' o' turnin' over a new leaf altogether.
So the crew wos spared, and took to livin' among the natives, quite comfortable like.

But they soon got tired and took to their boats agin, and left.

Mrs.Ellice, however, determined to remain and help the native Christians, till a ship should pass that way.

For three years nothin' but canoes hove in sight o' that lonesome island; then, at last, a brig came, and cast anchor off shore.