I had no sooner spoken these words, but the boat sunk with the man
of metal; and, leaving me upon the surface, I swam the remaining
part of the day towards that land which appeared nearest to me. A
very dark night succeeded; and not knowing where I was, I swam at a
venture. My strength at last began to fail, and I despaired of being
able to save myself; when the wind began to blow hard, and a wave,
as big as a mountain, threw me on a flat, where it left me, and drew
back. I made haste to get ashore, fearing another wave might wash me
back again. The first thing I did was to strip, and wring the water
out of my clothes, and then laid them down on the dry sand, which
was still pretty warm by the heat of the day.
Next morning the sun dried my clothes early; I put them on, and went
forward to see where I was. I had not walked very far, till I found
I was got upon a little desert island, though very pleasant, where
there grew several sorts of trees and wild fruits; but I perceived
it was very far from the continent, which much diminished the joy I
conceived for having escaped the danger of the seas. I
notwithstanding recommended myself to God, and prayed him to dispose
of me according to his good will and pleasure. At the same time I
saw a vessel coming from the main land, before the wind, directly to
the island. I doubted not but they were coming to anchor there; and
being uncertain what sort of people they might be, whether friends
or foes, I thought it not safe for me to be seen. I got up into a
very thick tree, from whence I might safely view them. The vessel
came into a little creek, where ten slaves landed, carrying a spade
and other instruments fit for digging up the ground. They went
towards the middle of the island, where I saw them stop and dig the
ground a long while; after which I thought I saw them lift up a
trap-door. They returned again to the vessel, and unladed several
sorts of provisions and furniture, which they carried to that place
where they had broken ground, and so went downward; which made me
suppose it was a subterraneous dwelling.
I saw them once more go to the ship, and return soon after with an
old man, who led a very handsome young lad in his hand, of about
fourteen or fifteen years of age --They all went down at the
trap-door; and, being come up again, having let down the trap-door,
and covered it over with earth, they returned to the creek where the
ship lay: but I saw not the young man in their company. This made me
believe that he staid behind in that place under ground, at which I
could not but be extremely astonished.
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