Torrey's Narrative; or, The Life and Adventures of William TorreyTorrey, William
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Torrey's Narrative; or, The Life and Adventures of William Torrey
Torrey, William
Marquesas Islands (French Polynesia); Seafaring life
"Well, sir," said I, "you shall have the first taste
and see how you like it," at the same time giving him a
hearty slap in the face with it, knocking him over,[186]
when I asked him if it was seasoned too high or not.
The mate caught me by the neck, saying, "you mutinous
rascal, do you mean to take the ship?" and dealt
me a blow. The kid, still with me, was submitted to
his decision. I then ordered them to put me on shore,
which, as they could not mould me into any shape they
wished, they concluded to do at Nootka.
When we came to anchor, I packed my clothes and
prepared to start. When all was ready, I bid an adieu
to captain, crew, and ship, and stepped into the boat,
when most of the crew came forward with their things
also packed, declaring their intention of leaving if I did.
The captain seeing the dilemma he would be in should
such be the case, recalled me, offering me kind treatment
and every privilege I could in reason expect.
I again went upon duty. Still I could see the captain
and mate had not entirely lost the taste of the kid. We
went on shore. It being the last of October, the weather
was cold indeed. Snow was six or eight inches deep.
Bought furs, hides, tallow, &c. Here we remained five
days.
Weighing anchor again, we stood for New Archangel,
a Russian settlement, where we came to anchor. A
Russian man-of-war with two or three other vessels
was lying there.
The houses of the people are built of logs and made
very warm and tight. The soldiers were busy drawing
wood to the barracks on sledges with dogs. Ten or fifteen
are harnessed to a sledge as the occasion may require,
having a collar and a single trace running over
the back. They are not tied together, but draw independent
of each other, each having a trace by himself,[187]
the most docile one having the longest trace, and is the
leader.
The dog that is struck, generally the hind one, draws
back and springs upon the next one, and he upon the
next, and so a blow given to one, seldom fails to produce
a general snarling among them.
Ten dogs thus harnessed will draw half a cord of
wood at a time, at the rate of six miles per hour.
Knowing the treatment I should receive when I arrived
at Valparaiso for striking the captain and mate with
the kid, I was induced to leave the ship and try a life
with the natives, and persuaded one shipmate to join
me. Accordingly, before the ship was to depart, we
went ashore with the captain, taking what clothes we
could possibly wear without detection. As we made
the shore, the captain stepped out, saying he should be
back in a few moments, and bid us not leave the boat at
all. Soon as he was out of sight we took to our heels,
and made for the woods, leaving him to officiate in the
several capacities of captain, oarsman, and boat-keeper.
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