George Forbes,
Adventures in Southern Seas: A Tale of the Sixteenth Century
“ Endurance has its limits—I could bear no more. Death or madness awaited me.Then a miracle happened. The white eagles, the cause of my mishap, now proved my salvation. They descended upon the serpents like bolts from above, carrying them off in their talons to the mountain tops, there to be devoured at their leisure. The dark valley became alive with flapping white wings and squirming serpents, in the midst of which pandemonium I mercifully lost consciousness.When I came to myself Hartog was beside me. It was pitch dark, but he carried a ship's lantern in his hand. ”

