"There were shoulders, legs, and loins, shaped like those of mutton,
and very well dressed, but smaller than the wings of a lark.
I ate them by two or three at a mouthful, and took three loaves at a time,
about the bigness of musket bullets. They supplied me as fast as they could,
showing a thousand marks of wonder and astonishment at my bulk and appetite.
I then made another sign, that I wanted drink.
They found by my eating that a small quantity would not suffice me;
and being a most ingenious people, they slung up, with great dexterity,
one of their largest hogsheads, then rolled it towards my hand,
and beat out the top; I drank it off at a draught, which I might well do,
for it did not hold half a pint, and tasted like a small wine of Burgundy,
but much more delicious."