It was his rule never to contend with the gales; but either run to the southward to escape their violence, or furl all the sails, and make the ships as easy as possible.
The men, though he said flesh and blood could hardly stand it, continued in excellent health, which he ascribed, in great measure, to a plentiful supply of lemons and onions.

For himself, he thought he could only last till the battle was over.

One battle more it was his hope that he might fight.

"However," said he, "whatever happens, I have run a glorious race." "A few months rest," he says, "I must have very soon.

If I am in my grave, what are the mines of Peru to me?
But to say the truth, I have no idea of killing myself.