Chapter 12 chapter Ten

So we got the guide.He told us that he was willing to take us the same way, and we would not be hindered by the heavy snow, but we must bring more weapons to guard against the attacks of wild animals, because, he said, after the heavy snow, some wolves often appeared at the foot of the mountain .Because of the heavy snow, they couldn't find food, and they were already starving.We told him that we were well prepared for such beasts as wolves; but would he assure us that we would not encounter two-legged wolves, since, we heard, the area was dangerous and often robberies, especially in France.

The guide told us that there was no danger of strongman attacks on the way we were going. So we immediately agreed to go with him.Twelve other gentlemen with their servants decided to come with us.Among them are French and Spaniards. As I mentioned earlier, these people tried to cross the border, but they were forced to turn back because of the heavy snow. So, on the fifteenth of November, we all set out from Pamperuna, following our guide.To my surprise, instead of going forward, he took us back, toward the road we had come from Madrid.In this way we traveled about twenty miles, and then we crossed two rivers and came to the plain.The climate here is warmer and the scenery is bright, with no snow in sight.However, the guide suddenly turned left and took us into the mountains from another road.The road is full of high mountains and cliffs, which look really scary.

However, the guide turned left and right, twisted and turned, and took us over the highest mountain without knowing it. There was no heavy snow on the road.Suddenly, he asked us to look into the distance, and we actually saw the Languedoc and Gascony provinces with beautiful scenery and rich products. We saw that there were lush trees and green, but the distance was still quite far.We have to walk a rough and difficult mountain road to get there. To our dismay, however, it was snowing so heavily that we could hardly walk all day and all night.Our guide reassured us that we would be passing through this area before long.In fact, we also found that we were going down the mountain day by day, and we were going further and further north.So we just follow the guide and move on.

Two hours before dark, our guide was far ahead of us; by then we had lost sight of him.Suddenly, three ferocious big wolves rushed out from the mountain depression deep in the dense forest on the left, followed by a bear.Two wolves rushed straight at our guide.If he had been farther away from us, he would have been devoured by wolves long ago, and it would be too late for us to save him.At this time, a wolf rushed towards his horse and held it tightly; the other rushed towards him, catching him off guard, not only did he not have time to draw his pistol, but even in his panic, he did not even think of drawing it to defend himself. , just kept yelling at us like hell.At this time, Friday was beside me.I ordered him to ride forward and see what happened.As soon as Friday saw the guide, he also shouted like a guide: "Master! Master!" But he was a brave man after all, and immediately rushed to the guide, picked up his pistol, and pointed a gun at the head of the wolf. The gun ended in the animal's life.

The poor guide should be lucky, because he happened to be Friday.Friday was used to dealing with beasts in his hometown, so he wasn't afraid at all.He could walk up to the wolf calmly and kill it with a single shot.If it were someone else, they wouldn't dare to get so close and shoot.However, if you shoot from a long distance, you will not be able to hit wolves, or you may be able to hit people. Even for a man as bold as I was, the sight of it terrified me. To tell the truth, all of us were scared out of our wits, for, following Friday's gunfire, we heard the most miserable howl from the wolves on either side, and the echoes from the valley, and the howls and echoes One after another, it was like thousands of wolves howling.Maybe there are more than these few wolves coming, otherwise, we wouldn't be so terrified.

After Friday killed the wolf, the other, which had been holding on to the horse, let go and ran away.Fortunately, the wolf bit the horse's head, and the iron ring on the bridle's head just caught the wolf's teeth, so the horse was not injured.But the guide was badly wounded, for the enraged beast bit him twice, once on the shoulder and once above the knee.And, when Friday stepped forward to beat the wolf to death, his frightened horse nearly threw him off. Needless to say, upon hearing Friday's gunshots we immediately rode forward.Even though the road was difficult, we rushed to see what was going on ahead.As soon as we turned out of the grove which obstructed our view, we had a good view of the situation, and saw with our own eyes how Friday rescued the poor guide, though we could not yet see what beast he had killed.

Immediately afterwards, a most daring and spectacular battle ensued between Friday and the big bear.The big fight really made us shudder at first, but it made us all laugh at the end.Bears are bulky and staggering, and of course they don't run as briskly as wolves.Therefore, his actions have two characteristics.First, for humans, he generally does not regard humans as prey; of course, it is hard to say whether this clumsy big guy will eat humans when the snow is everywhere and the land is extremely hungry like now.Generally speaking, if you meet a bear in the woods, if you don't mess with it, it won't mess with you.You have to be very careful, though, to be polite to him, to let him out of the way, for he is a particularly difficult gentleman to please, and would not give way to a prince.If you're really scared, it's best not to watch it and keep going your way.If you stop and stand and look at it, the bear will take it as an insult.If you throw something at it and hit it, even a small twig no bigger than your finger, the bear takes it as an insult.At this time, it will put everything aside, only want to revenge, and will never give up until it achieves its goal.This is about its honor, and it must earn back its face before it can be considered satisfied.This is the first characteristic of bears.The second feature is that once a bear is insulted, it will follow you day and night until it has revenge. Even if it takes many detours, it will catch up with you and catch you.

Friday saved the guide's life.When we went up he was helping the guide to dismount, for the guide was wounded and frightened, and seemed more frightened than wounded.At this time, the bear suddenly came out of the woods.This bear was huge, the biggest bear I've ever seen angrily.When we all saw it, we were a little panicked, but when we saw it on Friday, we were all happy and full of energy. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" He yelled three times in a row, pointed to the bear and said to me, "Master, please allow me! I want to shake hands with it, and I want to make you happy!" I saw It was unexpected that the fellow was in such high spirits. "You fool," I said, "it's going to eat you!" "Eat me! Eat me!" said Friday twice. "I'm going to eat it! I'm going to make you laugh." Joy. Stand back, all of you. I'm going to make you jolly!" So he sat down on the ground, took off his boots, and put on a pair of loafers.They were leather-soled shoes, and he happened to have a pair in his pocket.He gave the horse to the footman, and with his gun he galloped like the wind.

The bear was walking slowly, looking like he didn't want to mess with anyone.But Friday walked up to him and greeted him as if the Bear could understand him. "Listen, listen," he said, "I'm talking to you!" We followed far behind.By this time we had descended the mountain and entered Gascony on the other side of the mountain, where the terrain is flat and open, full of trees.We entered a large forest. Friday caught up with the bear, picked up a big stone and threw it at it, hitting the bear on the head.Of course, it didn't hurt it at all, it was like hitting a wall.But in this way, Friday's purpose has been achieved, Friday this guy has no fear, he is doing it purely to provoke the bear to chase him, and to make us "laugh" as he said!

The bear felt a stone hit it, saw Friday, and turned around to chase Friday.The bear took a long stride, waddled, and ran fast, almost as fast as a horse can trot.Friday ran as fast as he could, as if to come to us for help.So everyone decided to shoot the bear and save my people.But I was very angry in my heart.For the bear was on its own way, and didn't mean to annoy us, and I was especially annoyed when he led the bear to us and then ran away.So I yelled, "You dog, are you going to let us have fun like this? Go away and get your horse, and we can shoot the beast." He heard me, and He shouted: "Don't hit, don't hit! Stand still and don't move, the best show is behind!" Friday was born with a pair of scud, he ran two steps, and the bear only took one step.

Suddenly, turning around, he ran away from us, saw a big oak tree just yonder, and beckoned us to follow.At the same time, running faster, he put the gun on the ground about five or six yards from the root of the tree, and climbed nimbly up the tree himself. The bear also quickly ran under the tree, and our party followed far behind.The bear stopped by the gun first, sniffed the gun, and climbed up the tree without touching it. Although the guy was bulky, he climbed the tree as nimbly as a cat.I was so appalled at Friday's stupidity that I saw nothing funny about it.We saw that the bear had climbed the tree, and we rode forward together. When we came to the big tree, Friday had climbed to the top of a branch, which stretched out long.At this time, the bear also got on the branch.It climbs out along the branches, and the more it climbs, the thinner and softer the branches. "Ah," said Friday to us, "now you see me teaching a bear to dance." So he hopped and swayed on that branch so that the bear was so teetering that he stood still, and started looking back, to see How can climb back.When we saw this, we all laughed heartily.But Friday's Bears are just getting started.Seeing the bear stand still, he greeted it again, as if believing that bears could speak English too. "Hey, what's the matter! You're not coming? Please go ahead!" So he stopped swinging the branch.The bear also seemed to understand what he said, and moved forward a few steps.So, Friday started bouncing again, and the bear stopped again. We thought it would be a good time to shoot the bear in the head and kill him.So Friday was told to stand still, and we were going to shoot the bear.But Friday begged us loudly, "Oh, please don't shoot, I'll shoot later." Well, now to cut a long story short, Friday was jumping and shaking on the branch for a while, and the bear was crawling on it , swaying here and there, making us all laugh a lot.But none of us knew what trick Friday was playing.At first, we thought that Friday was going to shake the bear off the branch, but we could see that the bear was also very cunning and refused to be fooled. It firmly grasped the branch with its broad and big feet.So, we don't know how this is going to end, and we can't imagine how the joke will end up. But Friday quickly solved our mystery.Seeing the bear clinging to the branch and refusing to move a step forward, he said, "Okay, okay, you won't go, I'll go, I'll go. You won't come to my place, I'll go to yours." After that, he climbed to the end of the branch, where as long as he pressed his weight, it would hang down.He slid lightly from the branch, and when he was not far from the ground, he sprang to the ground, and galloped to his gun, which he held in his hand, and stood motionless. "Well," I said to him, "Friday, what do you want to do now? Why don't you shoot it?" "No," said Friday, "not yet. Don't shoot it now, I won't shoot it. I'll stay here and keep you entertained." Before long, we see, he actually did it.For the Bear, seeing his enemy go, drew back from the branch on which he stood.But when it walked back, it was extremely calm and unhurried. Every time it took a step, it had to look back.Back and forth, it finally backed up to the tree trunk. Then, it still turned upside down and climbed down from the trunk; its soles of its feet clinging to the trunk, retreated step by step, still calmly.Just as the bear was about to hit the ground on its hind legs, Friday stepped up, jammed the muzzle of the gun into its ear, and killed it with a single shot. That's when the Friday guy turned around to see if we were laughing.He saw us all beaming, and he laughed himself. "That's how we kill bears," Friday said. "Did you really kill like this?" I asked, "How did you kill without guns?" "No," he said, "without guns, we shoot with arrows, long, long arrows." Friday Games It was indeed a good pastime for us.However, we are still in the wilderness, and the guide has been seriously injured. I really don't know what to do.The howling of the wolves just now has been echoing in my ears.To tell the truth, I never heard any sound so frightening to me except those roars of wild beasts which I once heard on the coast of Africa.I have previously related my experience on the coast of Africa. From these circumstances, and from the fact that it was getting dark, we were obliged to leave in a hurry.Otherwise, according to Friday, we must have skinned the giant bear, which is very valuable.But we had nine miles to go, and our guide kept urging us on, so we left the bear behind and went on. There was still snow on the ground, but not as deep as in the mountains, so it was less dangerous to walk on.Afterwards we heard that the ferocious beasts, being very hungry, came down from the hills to the woods and plains in search of food.They attacked villages and residents, killed many sheep and horses, and even wounded some people. The guide told us that we had to go through a dangerous place.If there were any wolves in this part of the world, we must meet there.The place was a small flat land, surrounded by woods.To get through the woods it is necessary to take a long and narrow forest path before reaching the village where we will spend the night. When we entered the first woods, it was only half an hour before the sun set, and by the time we entered the flat river, the sun had already set.We saw nothing in the first wood, except in a glade some two hundred yards long and wide, where we saw five large wolves, one after the other, crossing the road rapidly, presumably in pursuit of something. Let's go to the little animal, because the little animal is right in front of them.The wolves didn't notice us, and within a while, they ran away without a trace. Our guide was a timid man.Seeing this scene, he told us to prepare early, because he believed that more wolves would definitely come. We held our guns tightly in our hands and our eyes were fixed on all directions.But no other wolves were seen until we had passed through the mile-long wood and into the Flatlands.As soon as we entered Hirakawa and looked around, the first thing we saw was a dead horse.This is a horse that was killed by a pack of wolves. At the same time, at least a dozen wolves were seen feasting there; in fact, they had already eaten all the horse meat, and they were now gnawing on the horse's bones! We felt we should not disturb their feast, and they paid no attention to us.Friday wanted to shoot them, but I couldn't agree.Because I feel that our troubles are yet to come, though we don't know it yet. We hadn't walked halfway on the flat land when we heard the howling of wolves in the forest on the left, which was frightening.After a while, we saw hundreds of wolves rushing towards us like a swarm.The wolves were all in single file, as neat as an experienced officer's troops.I simply don't know how to deal with them.As a result, I thought the best way was for us to move closer to each other and line up. So, we acted accordingly.In order not to interrupt our firepower for too long, I ordered that only half of the people should be allowed to shoot, and the other half should be ready; When the second volley is fired, the half who fire the first volley should not be busy loading their muskets, but should have their pistols drawn and ready.Because each of us has a long gun and two pistols.In this way we could fire six platoons in a row, with half the men firing each time.However, there was no need to do so at the time.The first volley of guns was fired, and our enemy, frightened by the sound and flashes of the guns, halted his advance at once.Four wolves fell down from our blows on the head; others were wounded and ran away bleeding.This can be seen clearly in the snow. I found that the wolves stopped attacking, but did not retreat.At this time, I suddenly remembered that someone said that even the most ferocious beasts would be afraid when they heard human voices.So I asked everyone to shout desperately.This approach really worked.As soon as we shouted, the wolves started to back up, turned around and ran away.I ordered another volley to fire into their backs.In this way, they ran back to the woods. Only then did we have time to reload the guns.In the meantime, we seize the moment and move on.But just as we loaded our guns and started on the road, there came again a terrible howl from the old wood on the left.This time the wolves were further away from us, but right in front of us. As night came, the light dimmed.This is even worse for us.The howling became louder and louder, and it was not difficult for us to distinguish that it was the howling of a wolf.Suddenly, two or three packs of wolves appeared.A group is on our left, a group is behind us, and a group is in front of us, it seems that we have been surrounded.Seeing that the wolves were not attacking us, we urged our horses to move on.But the road was difficult, so the horse could only trot.As we ran, we saw an entrance to a forest in the distance. We had to go through the forest to reach the end of this plain.When we walked into the forest path, we saw countless wolves standing at the intersection.This can't help but surprise us. Suddenly, at another entrance to the woods, we heard a shot.Looking to the left, I saw a horse rushing out of the woods and galloping forward like a gust of wind.The horse's bridle saddle is intact.At the same time, sixteen or seven wolves were chasing after him quickly.Of course, the horse ran much faster than the wolf, and it left the wolves far behind.However, the problem is that the horse cannot support it for too long, and it will inevitably be overtaken by the wolves in the end. Just at this moment, we saw another terrible sight.When we urged our horses to approach the intersection from which the horse came galloping, we saw the remains of a horse and two people, no doubt killed and eaten by wolves.One of them still had a gun beside him, and the gun was let go, so it must be the one who just shot.Now, his head and upper body have been eaten by wolves. Seeing this tragic situation, we couldn't help but feel terrified and didn't know what to do. But the beasts soon forced us into action.At this time, the wolves had surrounded us and wanted to feed our group.I believe there were three hundred or so.Fortunately, not far from the entrance of the forest, there happened to be a large amount of timber piled up, which was probably felled in summer and piled there for transportation.This is very beneficial to our operation.I drove my little party behind the pile of logs. There was a very long log there, so I lined up behind that long log.I dismounted all of them, and using the long log as a parapet, stood in a triangular or triangular line, enclosing our horses in the centre. We did, and thankfully we did.Because this group of hungry wolves attacked us, its ferocity is rare in places where wolves are infested. Howling, they came upon us and scrambled up the long log.As I mentioned earlier, we used this long log for the parapet.Their only purpose is to pounce on their prey.Judging from their actions, their targets were mainly those horses behind us.I ordered my team to fire in two batches as before, one after the other.They were all well aimed.The first row of bullets went out and killed several wolves.However, we had to keep firing.These wolves were like demons, rushing forward one after another, recklessly rushing forward. After the second row of guns was fired, we thought the wolves had temporarily stopped attacking, and I hoped that they had escaped.But after a while, the wolf behind rushed up again.We put two more rows of pistol cartridges.In this way, we put a total of four rows of guns.I believe that at least seventeen or eight wolves were killed and about twice as many were injured.However, they still came in droves. Not wanting to hasten the last volley, I called my servant.Instead of calling Friday, I called the sailor I had just hired.Friday has more important tasks to accomplish.As we fired, he reloaded my and his own guns with incredible speed.So I said, I called the newly hired servant.I gave him a tip of the powder, and ordered him to scatter it down the long log, in a wide and long line.He did so.As soon as he turned and came back, the wolves rushed over, and some even rushed up the long log.Immediately I seized one of the pistols which had not been fired, and fired close to the line of powder, which set the powder aflame.Several of the wolves that had charged on the logs were burned; six or seven of them, from the force of the fire and the fright, fell and jumped among us.We tackled them right away.The other wolves were frightened half to death by the fire, and it was dark now, making the fire look even more frightening, which made those wolves back a few steps. At this point I ordered the whole crew to fire with the pistols which were the last ones we had left.Then everyone shouted in unison.This made the wolves turn their tails and run away.So we rushed to the more than twenty wounded wolves; they couldn't run anymore, they just struggled on the ground.We took up our knives and hacked and killed.This worked, as we expected, for the fleeing wolves, hearing the screams of their fellows, knew that something was wrong, and ran away in fright, never to return. We killed more than sixty wolves in all.We might be able to kill more during the day.Once you've cleared the enemy, move on.We still have three miles to go.On the way, several times, I heard hungry wolves howling and roaring in the forest.Sometimes, I seem to see a few wolves, but because of the dazzling snow, I can't be sure.About half an hour later, we arrived at the small town where we planned to spend the night.When I got there, I found that everyone in the town was terrified and armed.It turned out that last night, many wolves and several bears invaded the village, frightening the people, so they had to patrol and guard day and night; especially at night, they had to be more strictly guarded to protect the livestock and all the residents. The next morning the guide's condition worsened; his two wounds festered, so that his limbs were swollen and he could not go on the road.We had to hire a new guide to take us to Toulouse.The climate is mild, the products are rich, and the scenery is beautiful. There is neither snow nor wolves or other beasts of prey.When we told the locals about our experience in Toulouse, they told us that it is common to encounter wolves in the big forests below the mountains, especially when the snow covers the ground, wolves appear in packs. They asked us repeatedly which guide we had hired would dare to take us this way in a snowy day.We were lucky not to be eaten by wolves, they said!We told them that we surrounded the horses in a triangle formation to repel the wolves.After hearing this, they blamed us for a while, saying that we were lucky that we didn't die.Wolves mainly want to eat horses.The reason why they rushed up so desperately was because they saw the horse behind us.Generally speaking, wolves are afraid of guns, but when they are hungry and crazy, they will ignore the danger and just want to grab the horse and eat it.We would have been torn to pieces and eaten by those hungry wolves long ago, had we not fired continuously, and finally frightened them off by lighting the gunpowder.In fact, as long as we sit safely on the horse and shoot at the wolves like cavalry, they will not see the horse as prey when they see someone on the horse.In the end, they said, if we were all close together and left our horses alone, the wolves would just eat the horses and not bother us, and we could pass safely, not to mention that we had weapons and were outnumbered. . For me, this distress was the most terrifying of my life.At that time, I saw more than 300 demonic beasts rushing towards us howling, opening their mouths wide to swallow us up, and we had nowhere to hide, nowhere to retreat, I thought it must be over up.To tell you the truth, I never thought about those mountains again.I think it's better to sail three thousand miles at sea, even if there is a storm once a week, than those barren mountains. There is nothing special to remember about the journey in France; if there were, it was something that many other travelers had, and they certainly remembered much better than I did.I went non-stop from Toulouse to Paris all the way to Calais.Then, on the 14th of January, came safely across the Channel to Dover.I spent the whole of the most severe winter in my travels. Now I have reached the end of my journey.In a few short days I cashed the bills I had brought; and my new property was safely transferred to me. My elder and good teacher and helpful friend is that kind-hearted old widow.She was sincerely grateful for the money I had sent her; therefore, she took pains to show me the utmost care, and to serve me as best she could.I am also 100% assured of her and entrust all my property to her for safekeeping.This good, well-bred woman was indeed of high character and integrity, and I was very pleased with her throughout. At that time, I intended to leave my property in this woman's trusteeship, and I set out for Lisbon, and from there to Brazil.But at this time I had another concern, and that was religious issues.I had doubts about Roman Catholicism as early as when I was abroad, especially when I was leading that lonely life on a desert island.Therefore, if I wanted to go to Brazil, or even settle there, there were only two options before me: Either I decided to embrace Roman Catholicism without reservation, or I decided to give my life for my religious ideas, as a martyr in the religion. Sentenced to death in court.So I decided to stay in my country and, if possible, sell my plantation in Brazil. To this end, I wrote a letter to my old friend in Lisbon.He wrote back to tell me that he could easily sell my plantation in Brazil there. If I agree to entrust him with the matter, he can inform the two merchants in Brazil who are the sons of my two agents in my name.They live there, so they must know the value of that property, and I know they're rich. Therefore, he believes that they will be willing to buy it.He also has no doubt that I can sell at least four or five thousand Portuguese gold coins more.I agree to let him inform them.He did as well.About eight months later, the ship bound for Brazil returned to Lisbon.He wrote to tell me that they had accepted my offer, and had wired thirty-three thousand ducats to their agent in Lisbon, ordering him to pay. I signed the deed of sale which they sent me from Lisbon, and sent it back to my old friend in Lisbon.He gave me a bill for thirty-two thousand eight hundred guinea ducats, the money I got from the sale of the estate.I still fulfilled my former promise to pay the old man a hundred gurus a year until his death, and after his death to pay his son fifty gurus a year for his life.Originally this sum was my promise to draw from the annual proceeds of the plantation. I have now concluded the first part of my life of fortunes and adventures.My life is like the masterpiece of the Creator. It is grotesque, ups and downs, and ever-changing, which is really rare in the world.Although I seemed so ignorant at the beginning, the ending was much luckier than I expected. Now I can be said to be a lucky star, with a lot of good luck.Under the circumstances, anyone would have thought I wouldn't venture out again.If it hadn't been for what happened later, I would indeed have lived out the rest of my life at home.However, my present situation is that I am used to living a wandering life, and I have no family connection at present, nor many relations, and, although I am rich, I have not many friends.Therefore, even though I have sold my plantation in Brazil, I still miss that place often, and I really want to revisit the old place and travel far away.I would especially like to visit my island, and see if the poor Spaniards have come to it, and how they have been treated by the rascals I left behind.This desire from the heart is so strong that it is difficult for me to control myself. My faithful friend, the widow, urged me not to travel any further.She really convinced me.For seven years, she refused to let me travel.During this time, I adopted two of my nephews, both children of an older brother.My eldest nephew originally had some inheritance, but I made him a good man, and gave him a little estate, which was incorporated into his property after my death.I entrusted another nephew to a captain.Five years later, I saw that he had become a reasonable, courageous and ambitious young man, so I bought him a good boat and let him sail.Later, it was this young man who dragged me, an old man, into a new venture. During this period, I initially settled down in China.First, I'm married. This marriage is neither too happy nor too unhappy.I have three children: two sons and a daughter.However, my wife died soon after.At this time, my nephew happened to return from a voyage to Spain and made a lot of money.My desire to go abroad was strong again, and my nephew persuaded me again and again, so, as a private merchant, I took his ship to the East Indies.This happened in 1694. On this voyage, I returned to my island.This small island is now my new colony.I saw my heirs--the former Spaniards on the mainland, and learned how they lived, and the few villains I left on the island, and how they insulted the poor Spaniards in the first place. , how afterwards they were sometimes reconciled, sometimes discorded, sometimes united, sometimes separated; how at last the Spaniards were forced to use force against them, subdue them, and how the Spaniards treated them justly.Their story, if written, would be as grotesque and varied as my own, and the story of their war with the Caribs is especially thrilling.The natives of the Caribbean had landed on the island several times.They also talked about the development of production and the improvement of life on the island, and how they sent five men to the mainland and captured eleven men and five women.So, when I revisited the island this time, there were already about two dozen children there. I stayed on the island about twenty days, and left them all kinds of daily necessities, especially guns and ammunition, clothing and tools, and two workmen I brought from England-one was a carpenter and the other was a blacksmith. In addition, I divided the territory of the whole island and distributed it to them, and I retained the sovereignty of the whole island myself.I distributed the land to them one by one according to their requirements.In this way, I solved the ownership of the land for them, and asked them not to leave the island, and I left by myself. From there, I went to Brazil.In Brazil, I bought a sailboat and sent some people to the island.In that boat seven more women were sent to them, in addition to some useful items.These seven women are all selected by me personally, some are suitable for work, and some are suitable for being wives, as long as there are people who want to marry them.As for the English, I promise to send them a few women and a large quantity of daily necessities from England, if they will be diligent in farming the island.I have followed through on these promises.这几个人被制服后，分到了土地，后来都成了诚实勤劳的人。我还从巴西给他们送去了五条母牛，其中有三条已怀了小牛，另外还有几只羊和几头猪。后来我再去时，那儿已是牛羊成群了。 除了这些事情外，后来还发生了不少惊险的遭遇。三百来个加勒比土著曾入侵海岛，破坏了他们的种植园。他们曾两次与这些野人作战，起先被野人打败了，死了三个人。后来，刮起了风暴，摧毁了土著的独木舟；其余的野人不是饿死就是被消灭了，这样才重新收复了种植园，继续在岛上过日子。 所有这些事情，以及我个人后来十多年的惊险遭遇，我可能以后再一一叙述。