When the fish had approached to within a hundred yard's of the sloop, the Indian threw up his hands and uttered a most mournful wail, and staggered backward.

Captain Godfrey rushed forward and caught Paul as he was falling overboard.

Both fell athwart the rail and all but into the sea.
The Indian, who had not recovered sufficient strength to endure much excitement or hardship, was in a high state of feverish bewilderment.
The Captain said: "Paul, what gave you such a fright ?" He replied, "that when he first saw the fish approaching, he thought that they were a lot of canoes paddled by evil spirits from the dark, dismal hunting grounds of thieving and murderous Indians, and that they were after him to carry him away over the great waters to live in misery among them, because he had left the wigwam and forsaken his mother's grave before two moons were gone." Early next morning Mrs.Godfrey relieved her husband at the helm; Charlie assisting her.

The Captain went below to rest, asking to be called if anything out of the ordinary occurred.

He had hardly closed his eyes during the voyage, but fell asleep at his post during the previous night, when the weather fortunately was fine and the sea quite peaceful.
At about ten o'clock, a.m., Paul sighted something in the distance.