LAST VOYAGE OF THOMAS CANDISH ad. 



1592. 

 the cape and the poynt there was a little bay ; so that 

 wee were somewhat farther from the shoare : and when [III. 849.] 

 we were come so farre as the cape, wee yeelded to 

 death : yet our good God the Father of all mercies 

 delivered us, and wee doubled the cape about the length ^^^ ^^P^ ^^- 

 of our shippe, or very little more. Being: shot past ^f"^"^^ ^°^\ 



or dcitl^€VOUSi\ 



the cape, we presently tooke in our sayles, which onely doubled, after 

 God had preserved unto us : and when we were shot the^ had been 

 in betweene the high lands, the wind blowing trade, ^^'^'^ ^^y^^ ^'» 

 without any inch of sayle, we spooned before the sea, ^^^ ^^^' 



three men being not able to guide the helme, and in 

 sixe houres wee were put five and twenty leagues within 

 the Streights, where wee found a sea answerable to the 

 Ocean. 



In this time we freed our ship from water, and after 

 wee had rested a little, our men were not able to moove ; 

 their sinewes were stiffe, and their flesh dead, and many 

 of them (which is most lamentable to bee reported) were 

 so eaten with lice, as that in their flesh did lie clusters of 

 lice as big as peason, yea and some as big as beanes. 

 Being in this miserie we were constrained to put into a 

 coove for the refreshing our men. Our Master knowing 

 the shore and every coove very perfectly, put in with 

 the shore, and mored to the trees, as beforetime we had 

 done, laying our ankor to the seaward. Here we con- 

 tinued until the twentieth of October ; but not being able 

 any longer to stay through extremitie of famine, the one 

 and twentieth we put off^ into the chanell, the weather 

 being reasonable calme : but before night it blew most 

 extreamely at Westnorthwest. The storme growing out- 

 rageous, our men could scarcely stand by their labour ; 

 and the Streights being full of turning reaches we were 

 constrained by discretion of the Captaine and Master in 

 their accounts to guide the ship in the hell-darke night, 

 when we could not see any shore, the chanell being in 

 some places scarse three miles broad. But our captaine, ^^ excellent 

 as wee first passed through the Streights drew such an ^'^j.^Z/^f^ ^/ 

 exquisite plat of the same, as I am assured it cannot in Magellan, 



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