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One day, after I had been on the island about five months, I accidentally found a ship at the harbor which belonged to Martha’s Vineyard, in the United States. This was the first vessel which I had seen since I had been here. The Captain’s name was Toby. After getting acquainted with this man, he proposed my going home with him. He said I had not better stay among the natives any longer—that my folks at home would be glad to see me, I finally concluded to go with him.

We sailed from this place sometime during the latter part of 1835, and arrived at the vineyard in the spring of 1836.

While on our homeward bound passage, we lost three men, by being struck by a whale.

After discharging our freight at Oldtown, on the Vineyard, I went home to New Bedford, where I stayed three months…


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