A Voyage round the World: A book for boysKingston, William Henry Giles
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A Voyage round the World: A book for boys
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Voyages around the world -- Juvenile fiction
eyes were on the look-out for land. Cape Horn, like some gigantic
spirit of the deep, was seen towering up amid the raging ocean. On we
kept. Once more we were under shelter of the land, the mizzen-top-sail
was set, and we ran up just outside those islands which cluster
thereabout so thickly, till at daylight we were off the mouth of a
channel, up which we ran, and dropped our anchor in a fine land-locked
harbour.
"We are far better off here than battering about outside, and knocking
the ship to pieces," observed Mr Pincott, the carpenter. "Now, if we
could but get a fresh spar for a topmast, we should soon be all
ataunto."
As, however, we were not likely to find spars large enough for the
purpose in this part of the world, it was necessary to make use of the
broken one. While this work was going on, it was resolved to hold some
communication with the natives. A boat was lowered, under charge of Mr
Brand--Gerard and I and Mr McRitchie going in her, and two hands, as no
more could be spared from attending to the repairs of the ship. We were
all armed, but the captain directed us to be very careful in our
intercourse with the wild people we might meet. We had with us some
trinkets, glass necklaces, bracelets, rings, gilt lockets, knives,
scissors, and other trifles, to barter with them, or to win their
good-will. After pulling some way, we reached a sandy cove surrounded
with trees of good height, and a quantity of brushwood below them. We
saw several wigwams among the trees, and two canoes hauled up on the
beach. Beyond the wood were ranges of high hills, the nearest ascending
almost precipitously from the water, while those further off were worthy
of the name of mountains. It was altogether a very beautiful and
attractive scene--the more so, that it was totally unexpected in that
region. No natives were visible, so we ran the boat on shore, and
landed. The wigwams were in shape like those of the North American
Indians composed of a number of long sticks stuck in the ground in a
circle, and bending inwards till their other ends met, and were secured
together with a band. Instead of being covered with birch bark, these
were thatched very neatly with dry grass or reeds, and formed very warm
abodes. In the centre a pile of ashes showed where their fires were
placed. Their canoes were very like those of North America, being built
of bark, with ribs neatly formed, and kept in shape by several beams
athwartships secured to the gunwale. Near the wigwams were two other
partly finished canoes. While we were examining these rude habitations
and means of locomotion, a shout from the two men left in the boat made
us look up, and in an opening in the wood we saw some dozen or more
savages advancing stealthily towards us. Mr Brand, the instant he saw
them, told us to fall back behind him; and he then advanced alone,
patting his stomach,--the sign of amity among these people. It is as
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