and then parted and sailed to Telere, a port in the Island of
Madagascar.

And being there about the 29th day of January, there came in a Sloop
belonging to Barbadoes loaded with Rum, Sugar, Powder, and Shott, one
French, Master, and Mr. Hatton and Mr. John Batt, merchants, and the
said Hatton came on board the said _Galley_ and was suddenly taken ill
and died in the Cabbin. And about the latter end of February sailed
for the Island of Johanna, and the said Sloop keeping company, and
arrived thereabout the 18th day of March, where he found four East
India merchantmen, outward bound, and watered there all together and
stay'd about four days, and from thence about the 22nd day of March
sailed for Mehila, an Island ten Leagues distant from Johanna, where he
arrived the next morning, and there careened the said _Galley, and
about fifty men died there in a week's time_.[4]

And about the 25th day of April, 1697, set sail for the coast of India,
and came upon the coast of Malabar, in the beginning of the month of
September, and went into Carawar upon that coast about the middle of
the same month, and watered there. The Gentlemen of the English
Factory gave the Narrator an account that the Portugese were fitting
out two men of war to take him, and advised him to set out to sea, and
to take care of himself from them, and immediately he set sail
therefrom about the 22nd of the said month of September. And the next
morning, about break of day, saw the said two men-of-war standing for
the said _Galley_, and they spoke with him and asked him whence he was,
who replied from London, and they returned answer from Goa, and so
parted, wishing each other a good Voyage.

And making still along the coast, the Commodore of the said men-of-war
kept dogging the said _Galley_ at night, waiting an opportunity to
board the same, and in the morning without speaking a word fired six
great guns at the _Galley_, some whereof went through her and wounded
four of his men. And therefore he fired upon him again, and the fight
continued all day, and the Narrator had eleven men wounded. The other
Portugese men of war lay some distance off, and could not come up with
the _Galley_, being calm, else would have likewise assaulted the same.
The said fight was sharp and the said Portugese left the said Galley
with such satisfaction that the Narrator believes no Portugese will
ever attack the King's Colours again, in that part of the World
especially.