June, Day 8 on island

We could have been rescued today. There was a boat but Jack took his men away from the fire so there was no smoke to be seen. We went up to check it and it had competely gone out. They had gone and killed a pig and were all so enthused bout it hardly even cared that the boat had come and gone did not even care that we could hav gone home! Some little 'uns cried and piggy lost it on Jack and they started fighting and I thought they might kill one another. Jack would have killed Piggy cause piggy can't run but Piggy was so mad and frightened i think they would have had a good round of it first, Jack was all crazed on pig blood an excited from his hunt. I don't really think they'd kill the other fellow but. NO of course not! We are civilized with rules and order, no way would we stoop that level. Jack was stupid though to blow are chances with the ship. Leastways we could have finished the huts. Simon helped a bit and roger poked around a while but no one else hardly lifted a blasted finger. At least here there are no grown ups to tell me to watch my tongue or behave. I am the oldest and mos important here and frankly i'm tired of not being listened to. I didn't tell him for a while but the pig Jack killed was delicous. I was half starved to death and even mostly raw it was better than the finest Christmas dinner with ham and turkey or a fine pheasant, mashed potatoes, steamed potatoes, mashed turnips and parsnips. Carrots with butter and gravy, beans and cranberry sauce. Its heavanly bliss, much the same as that fine pork tasted. There will be another ship soon and the pig was fine.