Avontuurlijke reys-togten van Johan Smith, in verscheyde gedeelten des werelds, begonnen in het jaar 1593 ...

1593 Travels to Italy by ship.

Carcassonne, Narbonne, Montpellier, and Nîmes in Languedoc, and then through the province of Avignon, through Arles to Marseille in Provence, where I embarked to sail to Italy. The ship was freighted for Toulon, and having set out to sea, very bad weather overcame us, so that we had to anchor near land under the small island of St. Mary, close to Nice in Savoy. There, the inhuman Provincials, along with a crowd of pilgrims of various nations who were going to Rome, slandered me and not only scolded me as a Huguenot French Protestant, but at the same time swore that I and my companions were nothing other than sea-robbers. In this way, they wickedly slandered my awe-inspiring Sovereign, Queen Elizabeth, and claimed we would never have good weather as long as I was on board with them. Their words went so far and had so much influence on those who were in the ship with me, that without looking back, they threw me overboard. But God preserved me and brought me to land on that small island, where I found no inhabitants, but a sort of wild goats.

Bitter words from some pilgrims.

Thrown overboard, reaches a small uninhabited island.

The next morning, I saw two more ships that were riding there at their anchors, having been brought there by the same storm. They took me on board, restored me from my discomfort, and treated me so kindly that I was quite satisfied and intended to test the rest of my fortune with them. After I had related all my adventures to them—what misery I had endured, as well as the kindness I had received from the honorable Count of Ployer, that noble Breton, who was a neighbor of Captain la Roche of St. Malo—it moved the heart of that Captain so much that he treated me well, out of respect for his friend.

From there back to a ship, where he is well received.