The baking Part was the next Thing to be consider'd，and how I should make Bread when I came to have Corn；for first I had no Yeast；as to that Part，as there was no supplying the Want，so I did not concern my self much about it：But for an Oven，I was indeed in great Pain；at length I found out an Experiment for that also，which was this；I made some Earthen Vessels very broad，but not deep；that is to say，about two Foot Diameter，and not above nine Inches deep；these I burnt in the Fire，as I had done the other，and laid them by；and when I wanted to bake，I made a great Fire upon my Hearth，which I had pav'd with some square Tiles of my own making，and burning also；but I should not call them square.
When the Fire-wood was burnt pretty much into Embers，or live Coals，I drew them forward upon this Hearth，so as to cover it all over，and there I let them lye，till the Hearth was very hot，then sweeping away all the Embers，I set down my Loaf，or Loaves，and whelming down the Earthen Pot upon them，drew the Embers all round the Out-side of the Pot，to keep in，and add to the Heat；and thus，as well as in the best Oven in the World，I bak'd my Barley Loaves，and became in little Time a meer Pastry-Cook into the Bargain；for I made my self several Cakes of the Rice，and Puddings；indeed I made no Pies，neither had I any Thing to put into them，supposing I had，except the Flesh either of Fowls or Goats.
It need not be wondred at，if all these Things took me up most Part of the third Year of my Abode here；for it is to be observ'd，That in the Intervals of these Things，I had my new Harvest and Husbandry to manage；for I reap'd my Corn in its Season，and carry'd it Home as well as I could，and laid it up in the Ear，in my large Baskets，till I had Time to rub it out；for I had no Floor to thrash it on，or Instrument to thrash it with.
And now indeed my Stock of Corn increasing，I really wanted to build my Barns bigger. I wanted a Place to lay it up in；for the Increase of the Corn now yielded me so much，that I had of the Barley about twenty Bushels，and of the Rice as much，or more；insomuch，that now I resolv'd to begin to use it freely；for my Bread had been quite gone a great while；Also I resolved to see what Quantity would be sufficient for me a whole Year，and to sow but once a Year.
Upon the whole，I found that the forty Bushels of Barley and Rice，was much more than I could consume in a Year；so I resolv'd to sow just the same Quantity every Year，that I sow'd the last，in Hopes that such a Quantity would fully provide me with Bread，etc.
All the while these Things were doing，you may be sure my Thoughts run many times upon the Prospect of Land which I had seen from the other Side of the Island，and I was not without secret Wishes that I were on Shore there，fancying the seeing the main Land，and in an inhabited Country，I might find some Way or other to convey my self farther，and perhaps at last find some Means of Escape.
But all this while I made no Allowance for the Dangers of such a Condition，and how I might fall into the Hands of Savages，and perhaps such as I might have Reason to think far worse than the Lions and Tigers of Africa. That if I once came into their Power，I should run a Hazard more than a thousand to one of being kill'd，and perhaps of being eaten；for I had heard that the People of the Carribean Coast were Canibals，or Man-eaters；and I knew by the Latitude that I could not be far off from that Shore. That suppose they were not Canibals，yet that they might kill me，as many Europeans who had fallen into their Hands had been serv'd，even when they had been ten or twenty together；much more I' that was but one，and could make little or no Defence：All these Things，I say，which I ought to have consider'd well of，and did cast up in my Thoughts afterwards，yet took up none of my Apprehensions at first；but my Head run mightily upon the Thought of getting over to the Shore.
Now I wish'd for my Boy Xury，and the long Boat，with the Shoulder of Mutton Sail，with which I sail'd above a thousand Miles on the Coast of Africk；but this was In vain. Then I thought I would go and look at our Ship's Boat，which，as I have said，was blown up upon the Shore，a great Way in the Storm，when we were first cast away. She lay almost where she did at first，but not quite；and was turn'd by the Force of the Waves and the Winds almost Bottom upward，against a high Ridge of Beachy rough Sand；but no Water about her as before.
If I had had Hands to have refitted her，and to have launch'd her into the Water，the Boat would have done well enough，and I might have gone back into the Brasils with her easily enough；but I might have foreseen，That I could no more turn her，and set her upright upon her Bottom，than I could remove the Island：However，I went to the Woods，and cut Levers and Rollers，and brought them to the Boat，resolv'd to try what I could do，suggesting to my self，That if I could but turn her down，I might easily repair the Damage she had receiv'd，and she would be a very good Boat，and I might go to Sea in her very easily.
I spar'd no Pains indeed，in this Piece of fruitless Toil，and spent，I think，three or four Weeks about it；at last finding it impossible to heave it up with my little Strength，I fell to digging away the Sand，to undermine it，and so to make it fall down，setting Pieces of Wood to thrust and guide it right in the Fall.
But when I had done this，I was unable to stir it up again，or to get under it，much less to move it forward，towards the Water；so I was forc'd to give it over；and yet，though I gave over the Hopes of the Boat，my desire to venture over for the Main increased，rather than decreased，as the Means for it seem'd impossible.