le, instead of being killed and eaten, went to sleep
just as the moon rose, and the Indians began "a Consert of hideous
Noises," whether of welcome or worship they could not tell.

Dickenson and his band remained in this Indian village for several days,
endeavoring all the time to escape, in spite of the kind treatment of
the chief, who appears to have shared all that he had with them. The
Quaker kept a constant, fearful watch, lest there might be death in the
pot. When the Cassekey found they were resolved to go, he set out for
the wreck, bringing back a boat which was given to them, with butter,
sugar, a rundlet of wine, and chocolate; to Mary and the child he also
gave everything which he thought would be useful to them. This friend in
the wilderness appeared sorry to part with them, but Dickenson was blind
both to friendship and sorrow, and obstinately took the direction
against which the chief warned him, suspecting treachery, "though we
found afterward that his counsell was good."

Robert Barrow, Mary, and the child, with two sick men, went in a canoe
along the coast, keeping the crew in sight, who, with the boy, travelled
on foot, sometimes singing as they marched. So they began the long and
terrible journey, the later horrors of which I dare not give in the
words here set down. The first weeks were painful and disheartening,
although they still had food. Their chief discomfort arose from the
extreme cold at night and the tortures from the sand-flies and
mosquitoes on their exposed bodies, which they tried to remedy by
covering themselves with sand, but found sleep impossible.

At last, however, they met the fiercer savages of whom the chief had
warned them, and practised upon them the same device of calling
themselves Spaniards. By this time, one would suppose, even Dickenson's
dull eyes would have seen the fatal idiocy of the lie. "Crying out
'Nickalees, No Espanier,' they rushed upon us, rending the few Cloathes
from us that we had; they took all from my Wife, even tearing her Hair
out, to get at the Lace, wherewith it was knotted." They were then
dragged furiously into canoes and rowed to the village, being stoned and
shot at as they went. The child was stripped, while one savage filled
its mouth with sand.

But at that the chief's wife came quickly to Mary and protected her from
the sight of all, and took the sand out of the child's mouth, entreating
it very tenderly, whereon the mass of savages fell back