THE ISLAND OF THE BURNING RIVER.
On the third day, they came in view of a large, broad island, on which
they saw a herd of gracefully shaped swine; and they killed one small
porkling for food. Towards the centre rose a high mountain, which they
resolved to ascend, in order to view the island; and Germane and Diuran
Lekerd were chosen for this task.
When they had advanced some distance towards the mountain, they came to
a broad, shallow river; and sitting down on the bank to rest, Germane
dipped the point of his lance into the water, which instantly burned off
the top, as if the lance had been thrust into a furnace. So they went no
farther.
On the opposite side of the river, they saw a herd of animals like great
hornless oxen, all lying down; and a man of gigantic size near them: and
Germane began to strike his spear against his shield, in order to rouse
the cattle.
"Why are you frightening the poor young calves in that manner?" demanded
the big shepherd, in a tremendous voice.
Germane, astonished to find that such large animals were nothing more
than calves, instead of answering the question, asked the big man where
the mothers of those calves were.
"They are on the side of yonder mountain," he replied.
Germane and Diuran waited to hear no more; but, returning to their
companions, told them all they had seen and heard; after which the crew
embarked and left the island.