a short time in the dark shade of the trees, close to one of the springs
of fresh water, I heard a moan close to me, and looking in that
direction I perceived a body on the ground. I went towards it, and
could distinguish very plainly that it was one of the women who had swam
on shore. She was nearly lifeless, and feeling, as every man must have
done, compassion at her unfortunate condition, I knelt down by her to
see if I could afford her any assistance. As she had very little
clothes round her body, I discovered, by passing my hand over her, that
she was wounded with a musket-ball above the knee, and was exhausted
from pain and loss of blood. I tore my neck-cloth and shirt into
bandages, and bound up her leg; I then fetched some water from the
spring in my hat, which I poured into her mouth, and threw over her
face. She appeared to recover and I felt happy that I had been of some
use, and not being able to descry any of the islanders, was proceeding
to the beach, that I might swim off to the canoes, when just as I walked
out of the shade, two or three muskets were fired by those on board.
These were followed by others, and loud yells from the islanders, who
had swum off in hundreds, and were attacking our people. The conflict
was very short, for the men, not being able to load their muskets
quickly enough, were overpowered by the islanders, who climbed into the
canoes; and in a few minutes they were all paddled to the beach.
I now thought that it was all over with my men on board of the ship, and
so it proved; for an hour before daylight the islanders lighted the
faggots, and, at the same time, attacked the vessel with great fury.
The fire continued to blaze higher and higher, the muskets were
constantly discharging, and the shouts and yells continued for about an
hour, when I heard no more reports from the muskets, and took it for
granted that my men were overcome, which was the case, as I afterwards
found out; many were killed by the spears when on board, others when
they leaped from the vessel to avoid the flames, and the remainder had
been suffocated.
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