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Finds Print of Man’s Foot on the Sand
Iwassomethingimpatient,asIhaveobserved,tohavetheuseofmyboat,thoughverylothtorunanymorehazards; andthereforesometimesIsatcontrivingwaystogetherabouttheisland,whichIdrewtogetherwithtwothongsofthesame,insteadofbuckles; andinakindofafrogoneithersideofthis,insteadofaswordandadagger,hungalittlesawandahatchet,oneononeside,oneontheother. Ihadanotherbelt,notsobroad,andfastenedinthesamemanner,whichhungovermyshoulder; andattheendofit,undermyleftarm,hungtwopouches,bothmadeofgoat’sskin,too; inoneofwhichhungmypowder,intheothermyshot. AtmybackIcarriedmybasket,onmyshouldermygun,andovermyheadagreatclumsyuglygoat-skinumbrella,butwhich,afterall,wasthemostnecessarythingIhadaboutme,nexttomygun. Asformyface,thecolorofitwasreallynotsomulatto-likeasonemightexpectfromamannotatallcarefulofit,andlivingwithinnineteendegreesoftheequinox. MybeardIhadoncesufferedtogrowtillitwasaboutaquarterofayardlong; butasIhadbothscissorsandrazorssufficient,Ihadcutitprettyshort,exceptwhatgrewonmyupperlip,whichIhadtrimmedintoalargepairofMahometanwhiskers,suchasIhadseenwornbysomeTurkswhomIsawatSallee; fortheMoorsdidnotwearsuch,thoughtheTurksdid. OfthesemustachiosorwhiskersIwillnotsaytheywerelongenoughtohangmyhatuponthem,buttheywereofalengthandshapemonstrousenough,andsuchas,inEngland,wouldhavepassedforfrightful.
Butallthisisby-the-bye; for,astomyfigure,Ihadsofewtoobserveme,thatitwasofnomannerofconsequence;soIsaynomoretothatpart. InthiskindoffigureIwentmynewjourney,andwasoutfiveorsixdays. Itravelledfirstalongthesea-shore,directlytotheplacewhereIfirstbroughtmyboattoananchor,togetupontherocks. Andhavingnoboatflowtotakecareof,Iwentovertheland,anearerway,tothesameheightthatIwasuponbefore; when,lookingforwardtothepointoftherockswhichlayout,andwhichIwasobligedtodoublewithmyboat,asissaidabove,Iwassurprisedtoseetheseaallsmoothandquiet,norippling,nomotion,nocurrent,anymoretherethaninanyotherplaces.
