Accidents > Dangers of the deep, or, Narratives of shipwreck and adventure at sea

SUFFERINGS AMONG THE INDIANS. 215
no answer; but after resting myself a little,
I got up and struck into the wood, and walk¬
ed back at least five miles to the tree I had
marked, and returned just time enough to de¬
liver it before my companions embarked, with
the Indians, upon a great lake, the opposite
part of which seemed to wash the foot of the
Cordilleras. I wanted to embark with them;
but was given to understand I was to wait for
some other Indians that were to follow them.
I knew not where these Indians were to come
from : I was left alone upon the beach, and
night was at hand. They left me not even a
morsel of the stinking seal that I had suffered
so much about. I kept my eyes upon the
boats as long, as I could distinguish them ,
and then returned into the wood, and sat my¬
self down upon the root of a tree, having eat
nothing the whole day but the stem of a plant
which resembles that of an artichoke, which
is of a juicy consistence, and acid taste. Quite
worn out with fatigue, I soon fell asleep;
and awaking before day, I thought I heard
some voices at no great distance from me.
As the day appeared, looking further into the
wood, I perceived a wigwam, and immedi¬
ately made towards it; but the reception I