276 PHILIP QUARLL.

slice of his salt fish with some roots, as also the herbs he
brought with him, which proved of divers tastes, and all
excellent ; some eating like artichokes, and others like aspara-
gus and spinach; “And now,” says he, “ what can I wish for
more?” ‘Thus, thoroughly easy in his mind, he proposed to
spend the afternoon at the outside of the rock, in viewing the
sea, and looking for oysters. Being come to a place of the
rock he had never been at before, he saw at a distance some-
thing like linen hanging upon it, which he found, by certain
marks, was the mainsail of his ship, with a piece of the yard
fastened to it ; so, ripping the sail in pieces, he rolled it up in
such bundles as he could conveniently carry away, and laid
them down till he got a few oysters, proceeding to grope in
holes with his stick as he went on, About forty paces farther
he found a chest in a cleft; but going to lift it, conld not,
therefore was obliged to fetch his hatchet and break it open,
from which he took a suit of clothes, and some linen ; the next
thing was a roll of several sheets of parchment, quite clean :
at the bottom of the chest lay a runlet of brandy, a Cheshire
cheese, a leather bottle full of ink; with a parcel of pens, and a
penknife. So, by degrees, he took home the chest, and what
was in it: and now, having materials to begin a journal, he
immediately fell to work : thus he began, being then twenty-
eight years of age, resolving to continue it to his death. A
terrible storm arose in the night, it thundered extremely loud,
and in the morning Quarll got up to go and see if he could dis
cover any effects of the late tempest. Being come to the rock,
he saw a quantity of fish, with a great number of shells of
different shapes and sizes, lying up and down,— Heaven
make me thankful !” said he, “1 am now provided for all the
next winter.” Then taking up as many fish and shells as he
could carry, he went home, and bringing his shirt which he