ROBINSON CRUSOE. 37% three hours, and awaked a little refreshed, having taken a glass of wine when I lay down; after being about three hours awake, it being about five o’clock in the morning, I found myself empty, and my stomach sickish, and lay down again, but could not sleep at all, being very faint and ill; and thus I continued all the second day with a strange variety,—first hungry, then sick again, with retchings to vomit. The second night, being obliged to go to bed again without any food, more than a draught of fresh water, and being asleep, I dreamed I was at Barbadoes, and that the market was mightily stocked with provisions,—that I bought some for my mistress, and went and dined very heartily. I thought my stomach was as full after this as it would have been after a good diriner ; but when I awaked, I was exceedingly sunk in my spirits to find myself in the extremity of famine. The last glass of wine we had I drank, and put sugar in it, because of its having some spirit to supply nourishment ; but there being no substance in the stomach for the digesting office to work upon, I found the only effect of the wine was to raise dis- agreeable fumes from the stomach into the head ; and I lay, as they told me, stupid and senseless, as one drunk, for some time. The third day, in the morning, after a night of strange, con- fused, and inconsistent dreams, and rather dozing than sleep- ing, I awaked ravenous and furious with hunger ; and I ques- tion, had not my understanding returned and conquered it, whether, if I had been a mother, and had had a little child with me, its life would have been safe or not. This lasted about three hours, during which time I was twice raging mad as any creature in Bedlam, as my young master told me, and as he can now inform you. “In one of those fits of lunacy or distraction I fell down and struck my face against the corner of a pallet-bed, in which my mistress lay, and with the blow the blood gushed out of my nose ; and the cabin-boy bringing me a little basin, I sat down and bled into it a great deal ; and as the blood came from me, I came to myself, and the violence of the flame or fever I was ju abated, and so did the ravenous part of the hunger. ThenI grew sick, and retched to vomit, but could not, for I had noth- ing in my stomach to bring up. After I had bled some time I swovowed, and they all believed I was dead ; but I came to my- self soun after, and then had a most-dreadful pain in my stom-: ach not to be described—not like the colic, but a gnawing, eager pain for food; and towards night it went off with a kind. of earnest wishing or longing for food, something like, as ].