And now we are his younger brothers come after long folding away.

Were we more--did we have a fleet--we might set a city here and, it being Christmas, call it La Navidad!" Out came the canoes to us, out the swimmers, dark and graceful figures cleaving the utter blue.

Some one passing that way overland, hurrying with news, had told these villages how peaceful, noble, benevolent, beneficent we were.
The canoes were heaped with fruit and cassava bread, and they had cotton, not in balls, but woven in pieces.

And these Indians had about neck or in ear some bits of gold.

These they changed cheerfully, taking and valuing what trifle was given.