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For my part, I know not to this hour whether there are any such things asreal apparitions, spectres, or walking of people after they are dead; orwhether there is anything in the stories they tell us of that kind morethan the product of vapours, sick minds, and wandering fancies: but thisI know, that my imagination worked up to such a height, and brought meinto such excess of vapours, or what else I may call it, that I actuallysupposed myself often upon the spot, at my old castle, behind the trees;saw my old Spaniard, Friday's father, and the reprobate sailors I leftupon the island; nay, I fancied I talked with them, and looked at themsteadily, though I was broad awake, as at persons just before me; andthis I did till I often frightened myself with the images my fancyrepresented to me. One time, in my sleep, I had the villainy of thethree pirate sailors so lively related to me by the first Spaniard, andFriday's father, that it was surprising: they told me how theybarbarously attempted to murder all the Spaniards, and that they set fireto the provisions they had laid up, on purpose to distress and starvethem; things that I had never heard of, and that, indeed, were never allof them true in fact: but it was so warm in my imagination, and sorealised to me, that, to the hour I saw them, I could not be persuadedbut that it was or would be true; also how I resented it, when theSpaniard complained to me; and how I brought them to justice, tried them, and ordered them all three to be hanged. What there was really in thisshall be seen in its place; for however I came to form such things in mydream, and what secret converse of spirits injected it, yet there was, Isay, much of it true. I own that this dream had nothing in it literallyand specifically true; but the general part was so truethe base;villainous behaviour of these three hardened rogues was such, and hadbeen so much worse than all I can describe, that the dream had too muchsimilitude of the fact; and as I would afterwards have punished themseverely, so, if I had hanged them all, I had been much in the right, andeven should have been justified both by the laws of God and man.

But to return to my story. In this kind of temper I lived some years; Ihad no enjoyment of my life, no pleasant hours, no agreeable diversionbut what had something or other of this in it; so that my wife, who sawmy mind wholly bent upon it, told me very seriously one night that shebelieved there was some secret, powerful impulse of Providence upon me, which had determined me to go thither again; and that she found nothinghindered me going but my being engaged to a wife and . She toldme that it was true she could not think of parting with me: but as shewas assured that if she was dead it would be the first thing I would do, so, as it seemed to her that the thing was determined above, she wouldnot be the only obstruction; for, if I thought fit and resolved togo[Here she found me very intent upon her words, and that I looked veryearnestly at her, so that it a little disordered her, and she stopped. Iasked her why she did not go on, and say out what she was going to sayBut I perceived that her heart was too full, and some tears stood in hereyes. ] Speak out, my , said I; are you willing I shouldgoNo, says she, very affectionately, I am far from willing; but ifyou are resolved to go, says she, rather than I would be the onlyhindrance, I will go with you: for though I think it a most preposterousthing for one of your years, and in your condition, yet, if it must be, said she, again weeping, I would not leave you; for if it be of Heavenyou must do it, there is no resisting it; and if Heaven make it your dutyto go, He will also make it mine to go with you, or otherwise dispose ofme, that I may not obstruct it.

This affectionate behaviour of my wife's brought me a little out of thevapours, and I began to consider what I was doing; I corrected mywandering fancy, and began to argue with myself sedately what business Ihad after threescore years, and after such a life of tedious sufferingsand disasters, and closed in so happy and easy a manner; I, say, whatbusiness had I to rush into new hazards, and put myself upon adventuresfit only for youth and poverty to run into With those thoughts I considered my new engagement; that I had a wife, one child born, and my wife then great with child of another; that I hadall the world could give me, and had no need to seek hazard for gain;that I was declining in years, and ought to think rather of leaving whatI had gained than of seeking to increase it; that as to what my wife hadsaid of its being an impulse from Heaven, and that it should be my dutyto go, I had no notion of that; so, after many of these cogitations, Istruggled with the power of my imagination, reasoned myself out of it, asI believe people may always do in like cases if they will: in a word, Iconquered it, composed myself with such arguments as occurred to mythoughts, and which my present condition furnished me plentifully with;and particularly, as the most effectual method, I resolved to divertmyself with other things, and to engage in some business that mighteffectually tie me up from any more excursions of this kind; for I foundthat thing return upon me chiefly when I was idle, and had nothing to do, nor anything of moment immediately before me. To this purpose, I boughta little farm in the county of Bedford, and resolved to remove myselfthither. I had a little convenient house upon it, and the land about it, I found, was capable of great improvement; and it was many ways suited tomy inclination, which delighted in cultivating, managing, planting, andimproving of land; and particularly, being an inland country, I wasremoved from conversing among sailors and things relating to the remoteparts of the world. I went down to my farm, settled my family, boughtploughs, harrows, a cart, waggonhorses, cows, and sheep, and, settingseriously to work, became in one halfyear a mere country gentleman. Mythoughts were entirely taken up in managing my servants, cultivating theground, enclosing, planting, &c. ; and I lived, as I thought, the mostagreeable life that nature was capable of directing, or that a man alwaysbred to misfortunes was capable of retreating to.

I farmed upon my own land; I had no rent to pay, was limited by noarticles; I could pull up or cut down as I pleased; what I planted wasfor myself, and what I improved was for my family; and having thus leftoff the thoughts of wandering, I had not the least discomfort in any partof life as to this world. Now I thought, indeed, that I enjoyed themiddle state of life which my father so earnestly recommended to me, andlived a kind of heavenly life, something like what is described by thepoet, upon the subject of a country life: Free from vices, free from care, Age has no pain, and youth no snare. But in the middle of all this felicity, one blow from unseen Providenceunhinged me at once; and not only made a breach upon me inevitable andincurable, but drove me, by its consequences, into a deep relapse of thewandering disposition, which, as I may say, being born in my very blood, soon recovered its hold of me; and, like the returns of a violentdistemper, came on with an irresistible force upon me. This blow was theloss of my wife. It is not my business here to write an elegy upon mywife, give a character of her particular virtues, and make my court tothe by the flattery of a funeral sermon. She was, in a few words, the stay of all my affairs; the centre of all my enterprises; the enginethat, by her prudence, reduced me to that happy compass I was in, fromthe most extravagant and ruinous project that filled my head, and didmore to guide my rambling genius than a mother's tears, a father'sinstructions, a friend's counsel, or all my own reasoning powers coulddo. I was happy in listening to her, and in being moved by herentreaties; and to the last degree desolate and dislocated in the worldby the loss of her.