ABSTRACT
The night beginning to give place to the dawning of the day, the sails are hoisted up, but it was but a very perilous navigation. For with this small vessel they were forced to coast the land, where they found no depth; going back to sea, it was yet worse: in such wise that they did strike twice or thrice, being raised up again only by the waves, and the rudder was broken, which was a dreadful thing. In this extremity they were constrained to cast anchor in the sea, at two fathoms deep and three leagues off from the land. Which being done, Daniel Hay (a man which taketh pleasure in showing forth his virtue in the perils of the sea) was sent towards the coaft to view it, and see if there were any port. And as he was near land he saw a savage, which did dance, singing: “Yo, yo, yo!”— he called him to come nearer, and by signs asked him if there were any place to retire ships in, and where any fresh water was. The savage having made sign there was, he took him into his shallop, and brought him to the barque, wherein was Chkoudun, Captain of the river of Oigoudi, otherwise Saint John's River; who, being brought before this savage, he understood him no more than did our own people: true it is that by signs he comprehended better than they what he would say. This savage shewed the places where no depth was, and where was any, and did so well indenting and winding here and there, always the lead in hand, that in the end they came to the port shewed by him, where small depth is: wherein the barque being arrived, diligence was used to make a forge for to mend her with her rudder, and an oven to bake bread, because there was no more biscuit left.
