After careful soundings he, the next morning, passed Sandy Hook and anchored in the bay at but two cables' length from the shore.

The waters around him were swarming with fish.

The scenery appeared to him enchanting.

Small Indian villages were clustered along the shores, and many birch canoes were seen gliding rapidly to and fro, indicating that the region was quite densely populated, and that the natives were greatly agitated if not alarmed by the strange arrival.
Soon several canoes approached the vessel, and the natives came on board, bringing with them green tobacco and corn, which they wished to exchange for knives and beads.

Many vessels, engaged in fishing, had touched at several points on the Atlantic coast, and trafficked with the Indians.