Notwithstanding our strong suspicions of the character of the stranger, he was treated from the first with every possible kindness.  All this time we were approaching Robinson Crusoe's island.  We almost expected to see a man dressed in goat-skins, with a high conical cap, a gun in his hand, and a negro and goat moving behind him, waiting on the shore to welcome us.  In my opinion, he would have found his dress of skins very hot in that climate, while his savage could have been only of a lightish-brown colour.  As we drew in with the land, rocks, trees, and shrubs, clothing the sides of the lofty and picturesque mountains, grew more and more distinct; and then a few cottages peeped out here and there, and a fort guarding the only harbour, with the Chilian flag flying over it, showing us that it was no longer a deserted island; but, unfortunately, the inhabitants we found were not of a class to make it the abode of peace and contentment.  The Chilian Government have turned it into a penal settlement, and the chief residents are the convicts and their guards.  It is only to be hoped that the result of their labours may make it a fitter place for the habitation of more virtuous people. We ran into the harbour, which is nearly land-locked, and dropped our anchor.  It was a curious feeling, coming suddenly from the storm-tossed ocean, to find ourselves surrounded by land, with lofty mountains rising up from the shore close to us.  We all agreed that we were never in a more beautiful or picturesque spot.  Even now the town is a very rough sort of a place.  There might have been a hundred cottages, some neatly white-washed, but others made only of boughs and mud; and even the governor's house is only of one story.  The fort was a mere stockade, and of little use as a defence.  The governor was an Englishman, who belonged to the Chilian navy.  Poor fellow! his was a very unpleasant and dull life; for, except a priest and the officer in command of the soldiers, he had no one with whom he could converse.  While the crew were employed in setting up the rigging, Jerry and I and the doctor accompanied Captain Frankland on shore.  We were received on landing by a very ragged set of soldiers, many of whom had not even shoes on their feet, and all, more or less, seem to have borrowed some of Robinson Crusoe's garments.  Besides the governor's house, there was a chapel--a little, low building, with a cross on the top of it to show its object. The poor soldiers crowded round us, and asked if we had shoes to sell. Fortunately there were some cases on board, one of which the captain sent for; and the third mate, who acted as supercargo, disposed of the whole of them, though there was some difficulty in finding articles for barter when their cash ran short.  Had not the governor helped them, they would have remained shoeless.  We were delighted with the quantity of fruit which was brought to us.  There were cherries, and very large strawberries, and melons, and grapes--all of which, we had no doubt, were planted originally by Robinson Crusoe.  We lunched with the governor; and then, while the captain returned on board, Jerry and I and the doctor started with a guide to take a long walk into the country. Away we went, highly delighted, and soon found ourselves in a beautiful and fertile valley, with waterfalls coming down the sides of the hills, and bright streams and ponds.  We came, too, upon a flock of goats; and one very old fellow had a nick in his ear, so we had no doubt that he was one of those left by Robinson Crusoe himself.  The doctor would not give, an opinion on the subject, but Jerry asserted that there could not be a shadow of doubt about it.  Going on a little further, we came upon a cave--a veritable cave--in the side of the mountain, with a sort of rough porch in front of it, built of boughs and thatched with straw. Jerry uttered a loud shout of delight.