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
A war breaks out. Its causes. Awful Massacre. The Author is
tattooed. Manner of its accomplishment. An attack is made
upon the Cohapha. Disposition of the prisoners. Continuance of
the war. A ship comes to anchor. Our fond hopes blasted. Purchase
a gun. Departure of the ship. The author builds a hut
and takes a wife. Effect of the gun upon the Cohaphas. They
attempt another night attack. Its results. The grand appearance
of our army. Result of a single shot. The Author is wounded.
Kill the native and take possession of the body and gun. The
king rewards us. The body is roasted. Singular adventure with
a wild hog. The Cohaphas wish for peace. The place of skulls.
Peace is declared.
We lived as happily as might be expected
until the first of May, when a war broke
out between our tribe and the Cohapha.
These broils and dissensions existing between
the different tribes, are often caused by some
trivial affair, perhaps a trifling theft, an injury or insult
offered an individual, the resentment of which calls the
power of the whole tribe into action.
Oftentimes the friendly visit of one party to another
results in a fierce contest through some trifling circumstance
by which they become embroiled, although the
person injured or killed may have been greatly the aggressor.
A king at death becomes a god, and is supposed to
watch over the destiny of the tribe, and if there should
any trouble exist, or a scarcity of bread fruit, or of other[125]
crops occur, he is supposed to be angry, and, to appease
his anger, a sacrifice is made of one or more human
beings, who, if they are at peace with the neighboring
tribes, so as to render the capture of them in battle
uncertain, are stolen. This last was the cause of the war
in which our tribe at this time was engaged.
A king dying in the Cohapha, rendered the seizure of
victims from some other tribe necessary.
Stealing into our bay at the dead of night, while all
were fast in sleep, they cautiously entered the first huts
they came to, and before the alarm could be given had
killed and were carrying away twelve men, three
women and two children.
So expert were they that even their bodies could not
be recovered.
We being then at peace with all other tribes and fearing
nothing, were consequently off our guard.
This was within a very few feet of the hut in which
I was sleeping, and when I reflect upon my own narrow
escape, my blood almost chills in its current of life.
A council of war was next morning called, when it
was determined to put to death all not belonging to
the tribe.
Every thing now presented an aspect differing entirely
from other days.
Our great valley was now the scene of confusion. On
every side were blood-thirsty warriors impatient for the
contest to begin. War canoes were lashed together,
clubs and spears put in order, and every man under
arms.
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