Chapter 48


Soon we reached the river where I had first saved Friday. When we reached it, Friday helped our new guests out of the boat, but they were not able to walk. We had to make a hand-barrow and carry them to our fortification.

We encountered another problem when we reached the fortification. Friday’s father and the Spaniard could not go over the fence or climb a ladder and I did not want to destroy the fence. We made a comfortable tent for them outside the fortification and prepared beds and blankets from branches.

As soon as we finished this, I set about cooking dinner. Friday killed a young goat and we boiled a soup out of its meat. It was delicious and we all had dinner together in the tent. Friday was my interpreter, because the Spaniard spoke the language of the savages as well.

After that I asked Friday to go back to the beach and bring us the weapons we had left in our hurry to help the prisoners. I also asked him to bury the bodies of the killed cannibals the next day. He obeyed my orders, so later when I went to the beach I could hardly recognize the place if it wasn’t for the big tree behind which we had lay hidden.

The next morning I asked Friday’s father what he thought of the savages returning to get their revenge on us. He said he believed they could not have survived the storm, but if they did, the nearest coast was the island of their opponents, so they would not have landed there either.

In his opinion, even if by some happy chance they had reached their island, they had been astonished to see our guns and would not know how we won the battle using them. They would most probably tell their nation that their friends had been killed by thunder and lightning. He said he heard them cry out in their language that Friday and I were spirits sent from heaven to punish them with fire.