They were lower in the water, and much less clumsy in appearance than the ordinary native craft, and were propelled not only by their sails, but by a number of oars on each side.
No sooner did the captain and crew of the ship behold these vessels, than they raised a cry of terror and despair.

The captain, who was part owner of the craft, ran up and down the deck like one possessed, and the sailors seemed scarcely less terrified.
"What on earth is the matter ?" Charlie exclaimed.

"What vessels are those, and why are you afraid of them ?" "Tulagi Angria! Tulagi Angria!" the captain cried, and the crew took up the refrain.
The name that they uttered fully accounted for their terror..