When we raised our sails that dragon canoe cried out and marveled.

But the cacique with the coronal asked intelligent questions.
The Admiral showed him the way of it, mast and spar and sail cloth, and how we made the wind our rower.

He listened, and at the last he gave Christopherus Columbus for that instruction the gold disk from his breast.

I do not know--Yucatan might have gone on from that and itself developed true ship.

If it had long enough time! But Europe was at its doors.
The canoe kept with us for a little, then shouted to see the fair breeze fill our sails and carry us from them.
It was mid-August.