One day, R.C. was sitting in his cave, reading a book he had recovered from the ship wreck. Suddenly the roof of his cave collapsed everywhere. He was thankful to God that he hadn’t been buried alive. He decided that he had been unwise to make his roof unsupported, and set to work digging it out again, putting up wooden props as he went along. R.C.’s axes and hatchets had become blunt because they had been used a lot. So he made a machine for turning a grindstone, it was made up of a belt tied to the stone and the other end of the belt joined to a pedal to turn with your foot. It worked very well and his tools were soon very sharp and servicable.
The theme of this chapter was impetuousness
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