a long time I brooded over the idea making a canoe the trunk of a tree, as the Indians do, and last set to work the task. I cut a large tree, and spent over three months shaping it into the form a boat. Then I found it too large to move the water. I afterwards made a smaller one, and succeeded in launching it, and set out to make a tour around the island it. But when I had been out three days, such a storm arose that I was near being lost. last I was able to bring my boat the shore, a little cove; and there I left it, and went across the island, foot, my castle, not caring to go sea again such an unsafe vessel.