A New Voyage Round the World by a Course Never Sailed BeforeDefoe, Daniel
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A New Voyage Round the World by a Course Never Sailed Before
Defoe, Daniel
Adventure stories; Voyages around the world -- Fiction
We travelled now along the narrow winding passage, which I mentioned
before, for about four hours, until I found, that though we had ascended
but gently, yet that, as we had done so for almost twenty miles
together, we were got up to a frightful height, and I began to expect
some very difficult descent on the other side; but we were made easy
about two o'clock, when the way not only declined again to the east, but
grew wider, though with frequent turnings and windings about, so that we
could seldom see above half a mile before us.
We went on thus pretty much on a level, now rising, now falling; but
still I found that we were a very great height from our first entrance,
and, as to the running of the water, I found that it flowed neither east
nor west, but ran all down the little turnings that we frequently met
with on the north side of our way, which my patron told me fell all into
the great valley where we saw the fire, and so passed off by a general
channel north-west, until it found its way out into the open country of
Chili, and so to the South Seas.
We were now come to another night's lodging, which we were obliged to
take up with on the green grass, as we did the first night; but, by the
help of our proveditor-general, my patron, we fared very well, our
goat's flesh being reduced into so many sorts of venison, that none of
us could distinguish it from the best venison we ever tasted.
Here we slept without any of the frightful things we saw the night
before, except that we might see the light of the fire in the air at a
great distance, like a great city in flames, but that gave us no
disturbance at all.
In the morning our two hunters shot a deer, or rather a young fawn,
before we were awake, and this was the first we met with in this part of
our travel, and thus we were provided for dinner even before
breakfast-time; as for our breakfast, it was always a Spanish one, that
is to say, about a pint of chocolate.
We set out very merrily in the morning, and we that were Englishmen
could not refrain smiling at one another, to think how we passed through
a country where the gold lay in every ditch, as we might call it, and
never troubled ourselves so much as to stoop to take it up; so certain
is it, that it is easy to be placed in a station of life where that very
gold, the heaping up of which is elsewhere made the main business of
man's living in the world, would be of no value, and not worth taking
off from the ground; nay, not of signification enough to make a present
of, for that was the case here.
Two or three yards of Colchester baize, a coarse rug-like manufacture,
worth in London about 15½_d._ per yard, was here a present for a man of
quality, when, for a handful of gold dust, the same person would scarce
say, Thank you; or, perhaps, would think himself not kindly treated to
have it offered him.
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