THE NEXT MORNING, 99

 

“80 AS THAT IF I SHOULD SLEEP I MIGHT NOT FALL.”

done in my condition, and found myself the most refreshed with
it that I think I ever was on such an occasion.

When I waked it was broad day, the weather clear, and the
storm abated, so that the sea did not rage and swell as before; but
that which surprised me most was, that the ship was lifted off in
the night from the sand where she lay by the swelling of the tide,
and was driven up almost as far as the rock which I first mentioned,
where I had been so bruised by the dashing me against it; this
being within about a mile from the shore where I was, and the
ship seeming to stand upright still, I wished myself on board, that
at least I might have some necessary things for my use.

When I came down from my apartment in the tree, I looked
about me again, and the first thing I found was the boat, which
lay as the wind and the sea had tossed her up upon the land, about
two miles on my right hand. I walked as far asI could upon the
shore to have got to her, but found a neck or inlet of water
between me and the boat which was about half a mile broad; so I
came back for the present, being more intent upon getting at the
ship, where I hoped to find something for my present subsistence.

A little after noon I found the sea very calm. and the tida