Follow the Tilikum (a 38 ft dugout canoe) as Captain Voss sails it around the world from 1901-1904.
ady past forty years of age, I had almost lost confidence in my father's prophecy when meeting Haffner.
This gentleman explained to me in detail where the treasure was buried, and showed me a chart of the island, with cross bearings marked on it to give the position.
All that Haffner said appeared to me so simple and straightforward that I certainly arrived at the conclusion that my fortune was made and that I should in reality become a millionaire, not only in cents or dollars, but in pounds sterling, and a double header at that.
What a grand feeling came over me, a poor man, firmly {5} believing that I would be soon the possessor of millions of money, the thought of which was with me day and night.
I dreamt, the first night after meeting Haffner, that we were both standing on Cocos Island near a large cave, out of which glittering gold and sparkling diamonds were shining invitingly.
But to cut a long story short, I really felt the happiest man in the wide world, and did no
