He did not do so, however, as he found the water too shallow in his immediate neighborhood, and then had not enough wind to go on, except at night.
Sunday morning, October 21, he anchored, apparently more to the west, and after having dined, landed.

He found but one house, from which the inhabitants were absent; he directed that nothing in it should be touched.

He speaks again of the great beauty of the island, even greater than that of the others he had seen.

"The singing of the birds," he says, "seems as if a man would never seek to leave this place, and the flocks of parrots which darken the sun, and fowls and birds of so many kinds and so different from ours that it is wonderful.

And then there are trees of a thousand sorts, and all with fruit of their kinds.
And all have such an odor that it is wonderful, so that I am the most afflicted man in the world not to know them." They killed a serpent in one of the lakes upon this island, which Las Casas says is the Guana, or what we call the Iguana.
In seeking for good water, the Spaniards found a town, from which the inhabitants were going to fly.