fe and mine also; but it was the will of Heaven. The Indians left
two to guard us, and went down to the canoe, returning with their
muskets. I soon perceived that they were the same whom we had escaped
from the night before, and the one who had spoken a little English
when we were first captured now came to me and said, "White man paint
like Indian, steal gun--ugh."

When the Indians had returned from the canoe, our feet were unbound,
and we were again led away by the leather thong which was fast to our
arms. The Portuguese now began to find his tongue again, and talked
incessantly, the Indians not checking him; from which, it was evident
that they were on their own domains. After four hours' walking they
kindled a fire, and went to repose as before; but this time they took
our knives from us, and bound our legs so tight that they gave us much
pain. I did not expostulate, as I knew it was useless. My companion,
as the thong entered into his flesh, seemed pleased, saying, "Now my
martyrdom is commencing."

Alas! poor man; but I will not anticipate. We travelled three days,
during which we were supplied with a small portion of parched Indian
corn every day, just sufficient for our sustenance, and no more. On
the fourth morning the Indians, after an hour's travelling, set up
some shrill and barbarous cries, which I afterwards discovered was
their warhoop. These cries were replied to by others at a distance,
and in about a quarter of an hour afterwards we found ourselves close
to a number of wigwams, as they are termed (the Indian houses), and
soon surrounded by a large party of men, women, and children, who
greeted us with taunts and menaces.

We were led into a larger wigwam than the others, where we found
several Indians of grave aspect assembled, and a man who could speak
English was ordered in as interpreter. He asked us where we came from
in the canoe. I replied, that we came from the south, but we had been
wrecked in a big ship, and had taken the canoe, which we found on the
beach. They asked no more questions. We were led out, and in about an
hour afterwards the Indian who had spoken English to us when we were
captured, came up with two others and painted us black, saying, "The
white man like paint. Black paint good."

I did not know till afterwards that this painting black was a sign
that we were condemned to death, but so it was. They took off our
trowsers, the only garments we had on, and left us naked. To my