Sophia was very thoughtful, and the tears ran down her cheeks: 'I will pray to God more than ever,' said she, 'that he may make them happy, and send them back to us,' 'Mamma,' said Matilda, 'have we left the sea to go to heaven?
Shall we soon be there?
And shall we see beautiful birds like these ?' We walked on very slowly, making frequent rests, till night drew on, and it was necessary to find a place for repose.

I fixed on a sort of thick grove, which I could only enter by stooping; it was formed of one tree, whose branches, reaching the ground, take root there, and soon produce other stems, which follow the same course, and become, in time, an almost impenetrable thicket.

Here I found a place for us to lie down, which appeared sheltered from wild beasts or savages, whom I equally dreaded.

We had still some eggs, which we ate; but I saw with fear that the time approached when we must have more food, which I knew not where to find.

I saw, indeed, some fruits on the trees, but I did not know them, and feared to give them to my children, who wished to have them.