orator, and I could observe many periods of threatenings, and others of promises, pity, and kindness.  I answered in a few words, but in the most submissive manner, lifting up my left hand and both my eyes to the sun, as calling him for a witness; and being almost famished with hunger, having not eaten a morsel for some hours before I left the ship, I found the demands of nature so strong upon me that I could not forbear showing my impatience (perhaps against the strict rules of decency) by putting my finger frequently to my mouth, to signify that I wanted food.  The hurgo (for so they call a great lord, as I afterwards learnt) understood me very well.  He descended from the stage, and commanded that several ladders should be applied to my sides, on which above an hundred of the inhabitants mounted, and walked towards my mouth, laden with baskets full of meat, which had been provided and sent thither by the king’s orders, upon the first intelligence he received of me.  I observed there was the flesh of several animals, but could not distinguish them by the taste.  There were shoulders, legs, and loins shaped like those of mutton, and very well dressed, but smaller than the wing of a lark.  I eat them by two or three at a mouthful, and took three loaves at a time, about the bigness of musket bullets.  They supplied me as they could, showing a thousand marks of wonder and astonishment at my bulk and appetite.

I then made another sign that I wanted drink.  They found by my eating that a small quantity would not suffice me; and being a most ingenious people, they slung up, with great dexterity, one of their largest hogsheads, then rolled it towards my hand, and beat out the top; I drank it off at a draught, which I might well do, for it did not hold half a pint, and tasted like a small wine of Burgundy, but much more delicious.  They brought me a second hogshead, which I drank in the same manner, and made signs for more; but they had none to give me.  When I had performed these wonders they shouted for joy, and danced upon my breast, repeating several times as they did at first, “Hekinah degul.”  They made me a sign that I should throw down the two hogsheads, but first warning the people below to stand out of the way, crying aloud, “Borach mevola;” and when they saw the vessels in the air there was an universal shout of “Hekinah degul.”  I confess I was often tempted, while they were passing backwards and forwards on my body, to seize forty or fifty of the first that came in my reach, and dash them against the ground.  But the remembrance of what I had felt, which probably might not be the worst they could do, and the promise of honor I made them—­for so I interpreted my submissive behavior—­soon drove out these imaginations.  Besides, I now considered myself as bound by the laws of hospitality to a people who had treated me with so much expense and magnificence.  However, in my thoughts I could not sufficiently wonder at the intrepidity of these diminutive mortals, who