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scarce stand or speak. I took my bottle out of my pocket
and gave it him, making signs that he should drink, which
he did; and I gave him a piece of bread, which he ate.
Then I asked him what countryman he was: and he said,
Espagniole; and being a little recovered, let me know, by
all the signs he could possibly make, how much he was in
my debt for his deliverance. ‘Seignior,’ said I, with as
much
Spanish as I could make up, ‘we will talk afterwards,
but we must fight now: if you have any strength left, take
this pistol and sword, and lay about you.’ He took them
very thankfully; and no sooner had he the arms in his
hands, but, as if they had put new vigour into him, he
flew upon his murderers like a fury, and had cut two of
them in pieces in an instant; for the truth is, as the whole
was
a surprise to them, so the poor creatures were so
much frightened with the noise of our pieces that they fell
down for mere amazement and fear, and had no more
power to attempt their own escape than their flesh had to
resist our shot; and that was the case of those five that
Friday shot at in the boat; for as three of them fell with the
hurt they received, so the other two fell with the fright.
I kept my piece in my hand still without firing, being
willing to keep my charge ready, because I had given the
Spaniard my pistol and sword:
so I called to Friday, and
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bade him run up to the tree from whence we first fired,
and fetch the arms which lay there that had been
discharged, which he did with great swiftness; and then
giving him my musket, I sat down myself to load all the
rest again, and bade them come to me when they wanted.
While I was loading these pieces, there happened a fierce
engagement between the Spaniard and one of the savages,
who made at him with one of their great wooden swords,
the weapon that was to have killed him before, if I had
not prevented it. The Spaniard,
who was as bold and brave
as could be imagined, though weak, had fought the Indian
a good while, and had cut two great wounds on his head;
but the savage being a stout, lusty fellow, closing in with
him, had thrown him down, being faint, and was
wringing my sword out of his hand; when the Spaniard,
though undermost,
wisely quitting the sword, drew the
pistol from his girdle, shot the savage through the body,
and killed him upon the spot, before I, who was running
to help him, could come near him.
Friday, being now left to his liberty, pursued the flying
wretches, with no weapon in his hand but his hatchet: and
with that he despatched those three who as I said before,
were wounded at first, and fallen,
and all the rest he could
come up with: and the Spaniard coming to me for a gun, I