But to return to Friday:  he was so busy about his father, that I could not find in my heart to take him off for some time:  but after I thought he could leave him a little, I called him to me, and he came jumping and laughing, and pleased to the highest extreme.  Then I asked him, if he had given his father any bread?  He shook his head, and said, “None:  ugly dog eat all up self.”  So I gave him a cake of bread out of a little pouch I carried on purpose; I also gave him a dram for himself, but he would not taste it, but carried it to his father:  I had in my pocket also two or three bunches of my raisins, so I gave him a handful of them for his father.  He had no sooner given his father these raisins, but I saw him come out of the boat, and run away as if he had been bewitched.  He ran at such a rate (for he was the swiftest fellow of his feet that ever I saw)—­I say, he ran at such a rate, that he was out of sight, as it were, in an instant; and though I called and hallooed too after him, it was all one; away he went, and in a quarter of an hour I saw him come back again, though not so fast as he went; and as he came nearer, I found his pace was slacker, because he had something in his hand.

When he came up to me, I found he had been quite home for an earthen jug, or pot, to bring his father some fresh water; and that he had get two more cakes or loaves of bread.  The bread he gave me, but the water he carried to his father:  however, as I was very thirsty too, I took a little sip of it:  this water revived his father more than all the rum or spirits I had given him; for he was just fainting with thirst.

When his father had drank, I called him, to know if there was any water left? he said, “Yes;” and I bade him give it to the poor Spaniard, who was in as much want of it as his father; and I sent one of the cakes, that Friday brought, to the Spaniard too, who was indeed very weak, and was reposing himself upon a green place, under the shade of a tree, and whose limbs were also very stiff, and very much swelled with the rude bandage he had been tied with:  when I saw that, upon Friday’s coming to him with the water, he sat up and drank, and took the bread, and began to eat, I went to him, and gave him a handful of raisins:  he looked up in my face with all the tokens of gratitude and thankfulness that could appear in any countenance; but was so weak, notwithstanding he had so exerted himself in the fight, that he could not stand upon his feet; he tried to do it two or three times, but was really not able, his ankles were so swelled and so painful to him; so I bade him sit still, and caused Friday to rub his ankles, and bathe them with rum, as he had done his father’s.