We were never weary with caressing our dear Francis.

We were very anxious to learn from him all the particulars of the arrival of the savages in our island, the seizure of his mother and himself, their voyage, and their residence here, and who were the friends they had met with: but it was impossible, his tawny majesty never left us for a moment, and played with the boy as if he had been a child himself.
Francis showed him all the toys from our chest; he was extremely amused with the small mirrors, and the dolls.

A painted carriage, driven by a coachman who raised his whip when the wheels turned, appeared miraculous to him.

He uttered screams of delight as he pointed it out to his followers.

The ticking of my watch also charmed him; and as I had several more, I gave him it, showing him how to wind it up.