A Narrative of the Death of Captain James CookSamwell, David
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A Narrative of the Death of Captain James Cook
Samwell, David
Cook, James, 1728-1779 -- Death and burial
On the morning of Wednesday, the tenth, we were within a few miles of
the harbour; and were soon joined by several canoes, in which appeared
many of our old acquaintances; who seemed to have come to welcome us
back. Among them was Coo,aha[2] (Kuaha), a priest: he had brought a
small pig, and some cocoa nuts in his hand, which, after having chaunted
a few sentences, he presented to Captain Clerke. He then left us, and
hastened on board the "Resolution," to perform the same friendly
ceremony before Captain Cook. Having but light winds all that day, we
could not gain the harbour. In the afternoon, a chief of the first rank,
and nearly related to Kariopoo (Kalaniopuu), paid us a visit on board
the "Discovery." His name was Ka,mea,mea (Kamehameha): he was dressed in
a very rich feathered cloke, which he seemed to have brought for sale,
but would part with it for nothing except iron daggers. These, the
chiefs, some time before our departure, had preferred to every other
article; for having received a plentiful supply of hatchets and other
tools, they began to collect a store of warlike instruments. Kameamea
(Kamehameha) procured nine daggers for his cloke, and being pleased with
his reception, he and his attendants slept on board that night.
In the morning of the eleventh of February, the ships anchored again in
Keragegooah bay (Kealakekua Bay), and preparation was immediately made
for landing the "Resolution's" foremast. We were visited but by few of
the Indians, because there were but few in the bay. On our departure,
those belonging to other parts, had repaired to their several
habitations, and were again to collect from various quarters, before we
could expect to be surrounded by such multitudes as we had once seen in
that harbour. In the afternoon I walked about a mile into the country,
to visit an Indian friend, who had, a few days before, come near twenty
miles, in a small canoe, to see me, while the ship lay becalmed. As the
canoe had not left us long before a gale of wind came on, I was alarmed
for the consequence; however, I had the pleasure to find that my friend
had escaped unhurt, though not without some difficulties. I take notice
of this short excursion, merely because it afforded me an opportunity
of observing, that there appeared no change in the disposition or
behaviour of the inhabitants. I saw nothing that could induce me to
think, that they were displeased with our return, or jealous of the
intention of our second visit. On the contrary, that abundant good
nature which had always characterised them, seemed still to glow in
every bosom, and to animate every countenance.
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