e, poor soul,
running to escape falls shot and they to furious fight. But my hopes
of their destroying each other and saving me this labour vain by reason
of Abnegation Mings bringing them to accord. Thereafter they to
drinking and singing of this lewd piratical rant of theirs. Whereupon
I tried a shot at them with my long-barrelled arquebus to no purpose.
Have made me some ink and do answer very well.

June 2.--Went a-hunting three of my destroyers, viz. the rogues
Galbally, Vokes and Bartalozzi. But they well-armed and keeping always
in company did no more than harm Vokes in the leg by a bullet, and so
to my fort and mighty downcast. Began to make myself a chair with
arms. This day also wrote me out divers parchments thus:

JASPER VOKES

SLAIN Of NECESSITY THIS [----] DAY
LIKE ROGUES TAKE WARNING.

ADAM PENFEATHER.

and of these parchments 13 (the boy being already dead), with every
rogue his name fair writ that they might know me for man of my word and
leave me and my treasure in peace.

June 3.--The weather hot and I out after my bloodthirsty enemies. Came
on the French rogue Durand and him sleeping. Removed his firearms and
kicked him awake. He to his sword and I to mine. Took him in quarte at
the third passado through the right eye--a shrewd thrust. Tied a
parchment about his neck and so to my refuge very full of gratitude.

June 4.--To-day, guided by Providence, surprised Izaac Pym gorging
himself on wild grapes. Spying me he whips out his pistol, but I fired
first. Tied a parchment about his neck and so left him.

June 5.--Evil days for me since these murderous rogues keep ever
together now and on their watch against me day and night. My great
chair finished and all I could wish it.

June 9.--This night the moon full they assaulted my fort with huge
halloo and many shot, battering my door with a great log for ram. But
I shooting one and wounding others they left me in peace.

June 10.--All this day ventured not abroad fearing an ambuscado. And
lighting a fire within my inner cave the smoke showed me how I might
hide from my bloodthirsty foes an need be.

June 11.--My would-be slayers camped all about my refuge and howling
for my blood, though keeping well out of my line of fire. So I to
making me a ladder of ropes whereby to come at my new-found sanctuary.
Determine to make this my bedchamber.

June 12.--My cruel enemies yet raging about me ravening for my blood
and I very fe