I know the voice and the language very well.

Lived among them once, but long time past now--very long.

Have not seen one of you for many years." With many such speeches, and much expression of good-will, the hospitable hermit invited Martin and his companion to sit down at his rude table, on which he quickly spread several plates of ripe and dried fruits, a few cakes, and a jar of excellent honey, with a stone bottle of cool water.
When they were busily engaged with these viands, he began to make inquiries as to where his visitors had come from.
"We've comed from the sae," replied Barney, as he devoted himself to a magnificent pineapple.

"Och but yer victuals is mighty good, Mister--what's yer name?
--'ticklerly to them that's a'most starvin'." "The fact is," said Martin, "our ship has been taken by pirates, and we two swam ashore, and lost ourselves in the woods; and now we have stumbled upon your dwelling, friend, which is a great comfort." "Hoigh, an' that's true," sighed Barney, as he finished the last slice of the pineapple.
They now explained to their entertainer all the circumstances attending the capture of the _Firefly_, and their subsequent adventures and vicissitudes in the forest; all of which Barney detailed in a most graphic manner, and to all of which their new friend listened with grave attention and unbroken silence.

When they had concluded he said,-- "Very good.