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THE FIRST ISLAND
IT is to be remembered that our fleet left London on the
twentieth day of December, and, as I have since heard Captain
Smith read from the pages which he wrote concerning the voyage,
it was on the twenty-third of March that we were come to the
island of Martinique, where for the first time Nathaniel Peacock
and I saw living savages.
When we were come to anchor, they paddled out to
 our ships in
frail boats called canoes, bringing many kinds of most delicious
fruits, which we bought for such trumpery things as glass beads
and ornaments of copper.
It was while we lay off this island that we saw a whale attacked
and killed by a thresher and a swordfish, which was a wondrous