I have already describ'd my Habitation，which was a Tent under the Side of a Rock，surrounded with a strong Pale of Posts and Cables，but I might now rather call it a Wall，for I rais'd a kind of Wall up against it of Turfs，about two Foot thick on the Out-side，and after some time，I think it was a Year and Half，I rais'd Rafters from it leaning to the Rock，and thatch'd or cover'd it with Bows of Trees，and such things as I could get to keep out the Rain，which I found at some times of the Year very violent.
I have already observ'd how I brought all my Goods into this Pale，and into the Cave which I had made behind me：But I must observe too，that at first this was a confus'd Heap of Goods，which as they lay in no Order，so they took up all my Place，I had no room to turn my self；so I set my self to enlarge my Cave and Works farther into the Earth，for it was a loose sandy Rock，which yielded easily to the Labour I bestow'd on it；and so when I found I was pretty safe as to Beasts of Prey，I work'd side-ways to the Right Hand into the Rock，and then turning to the Right again，work'd quite out and made me a Door to come out，on the Out-side of my ale or Fortification.
This gave me not only Egress and Regress，as it were a back Way to my Tent and to my Storehouse，but gave me room to stow my Goods.
And now I began to apply my self to make such necessary things as I found I most wanted，as particularly a Chair and a Table，for without these I was not able to enjoy the few Comforts I had in the World，I could not write，or eat，or do several things with so much Pleasure without a Table.
So I went to work；and here I must needs observe，that as Reason is the Substance and Original of the Mathematicks，so by stating and squaring every thing by Reason，and by making the most rational Judgment of things，every Man may be in time Master of every mechanick Art. I had never handled a Tool in my Life，and yet in time by Labour，Application，and Contrivance，I found at last that I wanted nothing but I could have made it，especially if I had had Tools；however I made abundance of things，even without Tools，and some with no more Tools than an Adze and a Hatchet，which perhaps were never made that way before，and that with infinite Labour：For Example，If I wanted a Board，I had no other Way but to cut down a Tree，set it on an Edge before me，and hew it flat on either Side with my Axe，till I had brought it to be thin as a Plank，and then dubb it smooth with my Adze. It is true，by this Method I could make but one Board out of a whole Tree，but this I had no Remedy for but Patience，any more than I had for the prodigious deal of Time and Labour which it took me up to make a Plank or Board：But my Time or Labour was little worth，and so it was as well employ'd one way as another.
However，I made me a Table and a Chair，as I observ'd above，in the first Place，and this I did out of the short Pieces of Boards that I brought on my Raft from the Ship：But when I had wrought out some Boards，as above，I made large Shelves of the Breadth of a Foot and Half one over another，all along one Side of my Cave，to lay all my Tools，Nails，and Iron-work，and in a Word，to separate every thing at large in their Places，that I might come easily at them；I knock'd Pieces into the Wall of the Rock to hang my Guns and all things that would hang up.
So that had my Cave been to be seen，it look'd like a general Magazine of all Necessary things，and I had every thing so ready at my Hand，that it was a great Pleasure to me to see all my Goods in such Order，and especially to find my Stock of all Necessaries so great.
And now it was when I began to keep a Journal of every Day's Employment，for indeed at first I was in too much Hurry，and not only Hurry as to Labour，but in too much Discomposure of Mind，and my Journal would ha' been full of many dull things：For Example，I must have said thus. Sept. the 30th. After I got to Shore and had escap'd drowning，instead of being thankful to God for my Deliverance，having first vomited with the great Quantity of salt Water which was gotten into my Stomach，and recovering my self a little，I ran about the Shore，wringing my Hands and beating my Head and Face，exclaiming at my Misery，and crying out，I was undone，undone，till tyr'd and faint I was forc'd to lye down on the Ground to repose，but durst not sleep for fear of being devour'd.
Some Days after this，and after I had been on board the Ship，and got all that I could out of her，yet I could not forbear getting up to the Top of a little Mountain and looking out to Sea in hopes of seeing a Ship，then fancy at a vast Distance I spy'd a Sail，please my self with the Hopes of it，and then after looking steadily till I was almost blind，lose it quite，and sit down and weep like a Child，and thus encrease my Misery by my Folly.
But having gotten over these things in some Measure，and having settled my houshold Stuff and Habitation，made me a Table and a Chair，and all as handsome about me as I could，I began to keep my Journal，of which I shall here give you the Copy （tho' in it will be told all these Particulars over again） as long as it lasted，for having no more Ink I was forc'd to leave it off.
The JOURNAL.
September 30，1659. I poor miserable Robinson Crusoe，being shipwreck'd，during a dreadful Storm，in the offing，came on Shore on this dismal unfortunate Island，which I call'd the Island of Despair，all the rest of the Ship's Company being drown'd，and my self almost dead.
All the rest of that Day I spent in afflicting my self at the dismal Circumstances I was brought to，viz. I had neither Food，House，Clothes，Weapon，or Place to fly to，and in Despair of any Relief，saw nothing but Death before me，either that I should be devour'd by wild Beasts，murther'd by Savages，or starv'd to Death for Want of Food. At the Approach of Night，I slept in a Tree for fear of wild Creatures，but slept soundly tho' it rain'd all Night.