At last I found a tree on which there were a few apples.

On shaking it, half a dozen fell.

I got down, and went groping and feeling about for them in the grass, but could find only two, the rest were devoured by several hogs who were there on the same errand with myself.
I pursued my way until day was about breaking, when I passed another house.

The feeling of extreme hunger was here so intense, that it required all the resolution I was master of to keep myself from going, up to the house and breaking into it in search of food.

But the thought of being again made a slave, and of suffering the horrible punishment of a runaway restrained me.