ROBINSON CRUSOE, 2it of the day, I found that they were all gone straggling into the woods, and, as I thought, laid down to sleep. ‘The three poor distressed men, too anxious for their condition to get any sleep, had, however, sat down under the shelter of a great tree, at about a quarter of a mile from me, and, as I thought, out of sight of any of the rest. Upon this I resolved to discover my- self to them, and learn something of their condition ; immedi- ately I marched as above, my man Friday at a good distance behind me, as formidable for his arms as I, but not making quite so staring a spectre-like figure as I did. [I came as near them undiscovered as I could, and then, before any of them saw me, I called aloud to them in Spanish, “What are ye, gentlemen?” They started up at the noise, but were ten times more confounded when they saw me, and the uncouth figure that I made. They made no answer at all, but I thought I perceived them just going to fly from me, when I spoke to them in English, “Gentlemen,” said I, “do not be sur- prised at me; perhaps you may have a friend near, when you did not expect it.” “He must be sent directly from Heaven then,” said one of them very gravely to me, and pulling off his hat at the same time to me; “ for our condition is past the help of man.” “All help is from Heaven, sir,” said I: “but can you put a stranger in the way to help you? for you seem to be in some great distress. I saw you when you landed ; and when you seemed to make application to the brutes that came with you, I saw one of them lift up his sword to-kill you.” The poor man, with tears running down his face, and trem- bling, looking like one astonished, returned, “ Am I talking to God, or man? Is it areal man, or an angel?” “Be in no fear about that, sir,” said I; “if God had sent an angel to relieve you, he would have come better clothed, and armed after another manner than you see me; pray lay aside your fears ; 1 am a man, an Englishman, and disposed to assist you ; you see I have one servant only ; we have arms and ammuni- tion; tell us freely, can we serve you? What is your case?” “Our case, sir,” said he, “is too long to tell ‘you, while our murderers are so near us ; but, in short, sir, I was commander of that ship; my men have mutined against me ; they have been hardly prevailed on not to murder me, and, at last, have set me on shore in this desolate place, with these two men with me,—one my mate, the other a passenger,—where we ex- pected to perish, believing the place to be uninhabited, and know not yet what to think of it.” ‘Where are these brutes,