Queerly enough, the women brought with them a baby or little guanaco, which they led by a string. Our historian learned that when these giants wished to capture the old guanacos or camels they fastened one of the little guanacos to a bush, and the old ones came to the bush to play with it, and so became an easy prey.
"Six days afterward, our people going to cut wood," writes the Knight, "saw another giant, who raised his hands toward Heaven.
"When the Captain General came to know of it, he sent to fetch him with his ship's boat, and brought him to one of the little islands in the port. This giant was of a better disposition than the other, and was a gracious and amiable person, he loved to dance and leap. When he leaped, he caused the earth to sink to a palm's depth at the place where his feet touched."
The good giant remained for a time with the adventurers. They gave him the name of John. They learned him to pronounce the name of Jesus.
"Say Pater Noster," said they.
"Pater Noster," said the giant.
"Say Ave Maria," said the men.
"Ave Maria," said the susceptible giant.
They made him presents when he went away, among them some of the many tinkling bells.
"We must capture some of these people," said the Captain, "and take them to Spain for wonders."