Tabora, who named it “La Magdalena” for his wife.  It was always said that the ship had no strength and ought not to make the trip.  The people said this among themselves; but, when they spoke of it to the governor, they praised it, and said that it was the best vessel in the world, for the contrary grieved him greatly.  It was laden, and then its weakness was evident, so that they had to change their tune to that very governor.  It was said that it would be made all right by putting in some stiffening—­namely, three planks on each side, very thick and heavy—­whereby it seemed that the vessel would be strengthened.  Accordingly, the people embarked, a thing that ought not to have been done.  On Thursday, at dawn, we were about to set sail; and when they weighed the anchor that held the ship, it listed to starboard so rapidly that, had not the point of the largest yard caught on the shore, the ship would doubtless have turned keel up.  To see so many men perish there and so much property lost, was a day of judgment—­an event such as no one remembers to have heard told before.  The artillery was fired at intervals from the fort of Cavite, whereat the governor and many vessels came up.  I was the first to escape from the ship, but as by a miracle; for I jumped into the water from the lantern, clothed as I was with my black habit.  By God’s help I was enabled to reach a small boat, in which I escaped, as above described.  May the Lord’s will be fulfilled.  With this I have been in danger of death seven times from the water while in the islands, whence the Lord by His mercy has miraculously drawn and freed me.  The first was shortly after my arrival in the country, at Aclan.  While bathing in the river, suddenly a current came whose rapidity seized me and bore me beyond my depth.  I was already lost and surrendered myself to the mercy of the water, for I could not swim.  God inspired a sacristan who was there, who dived quickly into the water, followed me, and, catching hold of me, drew me ashore.  The second was while prior of Ibahay, and when I was visiting the islands.  While crossing to one, so fierce a storm struck me that the Indians gave up hope, and thought only of dying.  The little boat was a poor one, without helm or sail.  All human aid being exhausted, I had recourse to the [departed] souls, who obtained a change of wind from the Lord; thus, with a powerful north wind, and the anchor thrown astern from a cable to aid as a rudder, we reached a little islet at two o’clock at night.  There we moored, that stormy night.  As soon as we reached the islet, the vendaval began to blow again, so that it would seem that the north wind had blown only for that.  The third was in the same river of Ibahay.  While ascending it when it had a very large strong current (for it is a furious river), it overturned my little boat, and drew me under; but, although I did not know how to swim, the water was drawn from under me, and I remained on the surface of the water, in such manner that I did not sink beyond