14. My next care was for arms. There were two very good fowling-pieces
in the great cabin, and two pistols. And now I thought myself pretty well
freighted, and began to think how I should get to shore, having neither
sail, oar, nor rudder; and the least capful of wind would have overset me.
15. I made many other journeys to the ship, and took away among other
things two or three bags of nails, two or three iron crows, and a great
roll of sheet lead. This last I had to tear apart and carry away in
pieces, it was so heavy. I had the good luck to find a box of sugar and
a barrel of fine flour. On my twelfth voyage I found two or three
razors with perfect edges, one pair of large scissors, with some ten or
a dozen good knives and forks. In a drawer I found some money.
"Oh, drug!" I exclaimed. "What art thou good for?"
(To a man alone on a desert island, money certainly has no value.
He can buy nothing, sell nothing; he has no debts to be paid; he earns
his bread by the sweat of his brow, his business is all with himself and
nature, and nature expects no profit, but allows no credit, for a man
must pay in work as he goes along.
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