A.D. 

 1591 



Naked 

 Savages. 



Miserable 

 cold. 



Anthonie 

 Knivet lost 

 his toes in the 

 Straits. 



Strait and 

 deepe Rivers. 

 Muscles zvith 

 Pearles. 



Harris his 

 hard hap. 



KNIVETS TOES LOST WITH COLD 



to us above a thousand Canibals naked, with feathers 

 in their hands, but they would not come so neere us, 

 as we could touch them. If we offered them any thing, 

 they would reach to us with a long Pole, and what- 

 soever we gave them, they would returne us feathers for 

 it, wee made our signes to them for victuals, and they 

 would shew us by signes, that they had none, but what 

 they could kill with their Darts. I have told you how 

 my chist, and all my clothes were cast over-boord, now 

 comming to this cold Climates, and wanting clothes my 

 hope of life was little, for here men were well at morning, 

 and by night frozen to death. It was my fortune to 

 goe ashoare to get some food, for the allowance of our 

 ship was little, and comming aboord againe with my 

 feete wette, and wanting shift of clothes, the next morn- 

 ing I was nummed, that I could not stirre my legs, 

 and pulling off my stockings, my toes came with them, 

 and all my feete were as blacke as soote, and I had no 

 feeling of them. Then was I not able to stirre. 



Thus I continued for the space of a fortnight, till 

 wee came into a faire Bay, where there were many faire 

 Hands, and on the rockes of some of these Hands, wee 

 found Scouts made of the barkes of trees, and after- 

 wards wee found many Indians, but none of them would 

 come to us. On the South-west side of the Mayne we 

 found a River, which wee thought had gone to the 

 South Sea : Our long Boate was sent up this River, and 

 found it to be very straite and deepe. On the sides 

 thereof they found great Muscles, and in them good 

 store of Pearles, and we named it the River of Pearles ; 

 the Bay had the name of the Master of our Pinnasse, 

 because he first found it and did discover it, called it 

 Tobias Bay. From this place wee went further into the 

 Straites having the winde against us, and with the cold 

 there died every day out of our ship eight or nine men. 

 Here one Harris a Gold-smith lost his Nose : for going 

 to blow it with his fingers, cast it into the fire. This 

 John Chambers, Caesar Ricasen, and many that are now 



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