Thanks to m' old Patron Neptune, King o'the Salt-fish Regions, for sending me home so well accouter'd from his Dominions, and thus richly laden; and for pre∣serving the little Boat that help'd me to this lucky new sort o'Fish, when the Sea ran so high. Faith, 'twas a wonderful strange Bout, and the best that cou'd be; for the de'el a Fish caught I to day, but what's i' this Net. I rose carefully at Mid night, preferr'd Interest to snor∣ing and sleeping, hazzarded my Carcase in a Storm, to relieve my Master's Wants, and m'own Servitude. A lazy Rogue's good for nothing: I hate those Cattle as I do the Plague. If a Fellow has a Mind t'have his bus'∣ness go forward, he must be up and be doing, and not lye lolling in his Bed for his Master's Call: For such as these, gain nothing but a Jerking. Now I, who am careful, have happen'd o'that, which, if I please, will keep me from all Care.—This I found i'the Sea: What e'r's in't 'tis plaguy weighty: Faith, I believe 'tis all Gold; and, what's worth all, ne'r a Soul to come in for a Snack.—Now, my rare Gripus, is the critical Minute for the Magistrates to make thee a great Man. Now, for my Policy, and Contrivance: I'll go cun∣ningly, and slily, to my Master, and offer him a little Mony for my Freedom: After I've got that, I'll imme∣diately purchase House and Land, and buy Slaves; then, send out large Ships to trade to Forreign Parts o' the World, and be as great as a King. I'll have a Royal Sun for Pleasure, like the K—of F—and sail about from Port to Port. When my Nobility and Splendor begin t'appear i'the World, I'll build a vast Page  195 great City, and call it from m' own Name, Gripsburg, for the Memory o' my Illustrious Fame, and Immortal Actions; and there will I erect a great and potent Mo∣narchy.—Faith, I've great Designs i' my Head; but first and foremost; let me hide this Portmantle.—After all, this Monarch here, must dine to Day with a Brown George, and only Salt and Vineager Sawce.