"And what should I do there?"

"You do great deal much good! you teach wild men be good men; you
tell them know God, pray God, and lead new life."

We soon set to work to make a boat that would take us both. The
first thing was to look out for some large trees that grew near
the shore, so that we could launch our boat when it was made. My
slave's plan was to burn the wood to make it the right shape; but
as mine was to hew it, I set him to work with my tools; and in
two months' time we had made a good strong boat; but it took a
long while to get her down to the shore.

Friday had the whole charge of her; and, large as she was, he
made her move with ease, and said, "he thought she go there well,
though great blow wind!" He did not know that I meant to make a
mast and sail. I cut down a young fir tree for the mast, and then
I set to work at the sail. It made me laugh to see my man stand
and stare, when he came to watch me sail the boat. But he soon
gave a jump, a laugh, and a clap of the hands when he saw the
sail jibe and fall, first on this side, then on that.

The next thing to do was to stow our boat up in the creek, where
we dug a small dock; and when the tide was low, we made a dam, to
keep out the sea. The time of year had now come for us to set
sail, so we got out all our stores, to put them in the boat.

One day I sent Friday to the shore, to get a sort of herb that
grew there. I soon heard him cry out to me, "O grief! O bad! O
bad! O out there boats, one, two, three!" "Keep a stout heart,"