I jump'd up，and regardless of Danger，I went out，as soon as I could get my Cloaths on，thro' my little Grove，which by the Way was by this time grown to be a very thick Wood；I say，regardless of Danger，I went without my Arms，which was not my Custom to do：But I was surpriz'd，when turning my Eyes to the Sea，I presently saw a Boat at about a League and half's Distance，standing in for the Shore，with a Shoulder of Mutton Sail，as they call it；and the Wind blowing pretty fair to bring them in；also I observ'd presently，that they did not come from that Side which the Shore lay on，but from the Southermost End of the Island：Upon this I call'd Friday in，and bid him lie close，for these were not the People we look'd for，and that we might not know yet whether they were Friends or Enemies.
In the next Place，I went in to fetch my Perspective Glass，to see what I could make of them；and having taken the Ladder out，I climb'd up to the Top of the Hill，as I used to do when I was apprehensive of any thing，and to take my View the plainer without being discover'd.
I had scarce Set my Foot on the Hill，when my Eye plainly discover'd a Ship lying at an Anchor，at about two Leagues and an half's Distance from me South-south-east，but not above a League and an half from the Shore. By my Observation it appear'd plainly to be an English Ship，and the Boat appear'd to be an English Long-Boat.
I cannot express the Confusion I was in，tho' the Joy of seeing a Ship，and one who I had Reason to believe was Mann'd by my own Country-men，and consequently Friends，was such as I cannot describe；but yet I had some secret Doubts hung about me，I cannot tell from whence they came，bidding me keep upon my Guard. In the first Place，it occurr'd to me to consider what Business an English Ship could have in that Part of the World，since it was not the Way to or from any Part of the World，where the English had any Traffick；and I knew there had been no Storms to drive them in there，as in Distress；and that if they were English really，it was most probable that they were here upon no good Design；and that I had better continue as I was，than fall into the Hands of Thieves and Murtherers.
Let no Man despise the secret Hints and Notices of Danger，which sometimes are given him，when he may think there is no Possibility of its being real. That such Hints and Notices are given us，I believe few that have made any Observations of things，can deny；that they are certain Discoveries' of an invisible World，and a Converse of Spirits，we cannot doubt；and if the Tendency of them seems to be to warn us of Danger，why should we not suppose they are from some friendly Agent，whether supreme，or inferior，and subordinate，is not the Question；and that they are given for our Good？
The present Question abundantly confirms me in the Justice of this Reasoning；for had I not been made cautious by this secret Admonition，come it from whence it will，I had been undone inevitably，and in a far worse Condition than before，as you will see presently.
I had not kept my self long in this Posture，but I saw the Boat draw near the Shore，as if they look'd for a Creek to thrust in at for the Convenience of Landing；however，as they did not come quite far enough，they did not see the little Inlet where I formerly landed my Rafts；but run their Boat on Shore upon the Beach，at about half a Mile from me，which was very happy for me；for otherwise they would have landed just as I may say at my Door，and would soon have beaten me out of my Castle，and perhaps have plunder'd me of all I had.
When they were on Shore，I was fully satisfy'd that they were English Men；at least，most of them；one or two I thought were Dutch；but it did not prove so：There were in all eleven Men，whereof three of them I found were unarm'd，and as I thought，bound；and when the first four or five of them were jump'd on Shore，they took those three out of the Boat as Prisoners：One of the three I could perceive using the most passionate Gestures of Entreaty，Affliction and Despair，even to a kind of Extravagance；the other two I could perceive lifted up their Hands sometimes，and appear'd concern'd indeed，but not to such a Degree as the first.
I was perfectly confounded at the Sight，and knew not what the Meaning of it should be. Friday call'd out to me in English，as well as he could，O Master！ You see English Mans eat Prisoner as well as Savage Mans. Why，says I，Friday，Do you think they are a going to eat them then？ Yes，says Friday，They mill eat them：No，no，says I，Friday，I am afraid they mill murther them indeed，but you may be sure they will not eat them.
All this while I had no thought of what the Matter really was；but Stood trembling with the Horror of the Sight，expecting every Moment when the three Prisoners should be kill'd；nay，Once I saw one of the Villains lift up his Arm with a great Cutlash，as the Seamen call it，or Sword，to spike one of the poor Men；and I expected to see him fall every Moment，at which all the Blood in my Body seem'd to run chill in my Veins.
I wish'd heartily now for my Spaniard，and the Savage that was gone with him；or that I had any way to have come undiscover'd within shot of them，that I might have rescu'd the three Men；for I saw no Fire Arms they had among them；but it fell out to my Mind another way.
After I had Observ'd the outragious Usage of the three Men，by the insolent Seamen，I observ'd the Fellows run scattering about the Land，as if they wanted to see the Country：I observ'd that the three other Men had Liberty to go also where they pleas'd；but they Sat down all three upon the Ground，very pensive，and look'd like Men in Despair.
This put me in Mind of the first Time when I came on Shore，and began to look about me；How I gave my self over for lost：How wildly I look'd round me：What dreadful Apprehensions I had：And how I lodg'd in the Tree all Night for fear of being devour'd by wild Beasts.
