Dolphins played about the ship.

The very sea felt warm to the hand, and yet was no oppression, but light and easily breathed air, fragrant and lifting the spirits.
And now we saw floating something like a narrow board or a wide staff.
The master ordered the boat lowered; we brought it in and it was given dripping into the Admiral's hand.

"It is carved by man," he said.
"Look!" Truly it was so, rudely done with bone or flint, but carved by man with something meant for a picture of a beast and a tree.
We sailed west by south this day and the next.

No more man-wrought driftage came our way, but other signs multiplied.

We saw many birds, the water was strangely warm and clear, when the wind blew toward us it had a scent, a tone, that cried land breeze! Then came by a branch with yellow flowers, and upon one a butterfly.