When I saw the Dutch ship I ran the brig inside the reefs and put her ashore.

They did not dare to follow with the ship, so they sent the boats.

We took to ours and tried to get away, but the ship dropped fireballs at us, and killed many of my men.
But I am left, O Babalatchi! The Dutch are coming here.

They are seeking for me.

They are coming to ask their faithful friend Lakamba and his slave Babalatchi.