A Ship on the Horizon

We missed it. We had our chance-- and we missed it. And I'm afraid I'm in worse shape than I was the last time I wrote. I'll start at the beginning. I pitched that sundial idea to Ralph, but he wasn't too impressed. After that the other biguns went and played in the pool, and then suddenly Ralph shouts that he sees smoke! There's a ship, on the horizon! And that's when we realize the fire on the mountaintop has gone out. Out! Before I can remind him he needs my specs to light the fire, Ralph runs into the jungle, and up to the mountaintop. By the time I get there, the fire's long dead, and Ralph's shouting at the ship, which had blinked out of sight on our way up.
     Then Jack arrived. Jack, and his band of would-be-soldiers, singing the most despicable song, about spilling the blood of a pig. They'd caught something this time, though. They were carrying a stake with a pig hanging from it. Ralph gave him a piece of his mind, about letting the fire out, and then I did too, once I'd caught my breath. It was Jack's fault the fire had gone go out, you see. His people were supposed to keep the fire going, and they'd gone off hunting instead. Jack said he needed everyone for a "ring" but he could have spared one or two! So we were letting him have it, Ralph and I-- and he punched me! In the stomach! And then in the face, and my specs flew off! He'd broken one side of them. Now I hope you see why I hate Jack so much. Out of everything on the island, my specs were the only way to make a fire-- the only way to be rescued. And then, after letting the fire go out and the ship sail away, he almost destroyed my specs, and then we wouldn't have had a chance of  rescue! And then-- then-- he apologized! The nerve of some people! I could tell he didn't mean it though-- see? It was all a show to make Ralph seem like the bad guy. Ralph didn't take the bait, though, so Jack got to cook the pig. No one gave me any pork though-- I had to ask specifically. Then they all re-enacted the killing, with Maurice (that's one of the biguns) playing the part of the pig. Now Ralph's called an assembly down on the beach. I hope he's going to give Jack a good smack around the head for me. He'll be starting it soon-- he's pacing. Oh, now he's stopped. Got to go.