viate my sufferings, he represented to me the probability of our meeting with friendly aid, by the means of which we might be conducted to some commercial port, at which we might probably obtain a passage for Europe. We passed the night at this place, half buried in the sand. At the dawn of day we again put forward, travelling in a southeast direction. The cravings of hunger and thirst, became now more pressing than ever, and we found nothing to appease them—before the close of the day, we were, however, cheered by the account of one of the sailors who had been dispatched a-head on the look out, who informed us that he had traversed the rocky borders of the shore, until he had discovered an extensive flat almost covered with mussels. We hastened to the spot where we passed the night, and the next morning found ourselves so much strengthened, that we resolved to remain there the whole day, and the following night.

At the dawn of day, we took our departure, and before the setting of the sun, it was conjectured that we had travelled nearly thirty miles; but without any prospect of relief—indeed every hour now seemed to throw a deeper gloom over our fate. Having in vain sought for a resting place, we were this night obliged to repose on the sands. This was indeed a crisis of calamity—the misery we underwent was too shocking to relate. Having existed for three days without water, our thirst was