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
As was often the case, Noyce and myself one day
strolled far away from home into the mountain, taking
our gun with us as a constant companion, when, wearied
with walking in the noonday sun, we had retired
beneath the shade of a large tree. I had seated myself
upon a little rise of ground, while Noyce was standing
by me in the attitude so common to huntsmen, viz., that
of standing with his hands upon the gun, and resting
his chin upon his hands, musing upon our situation and
probable destiny, when our reverie was broken by the[138]
sharp report of a gun near by. I sprang to my feet
with my legs completely covered with blood. Noyce
brought the gun into requisition for defence. Soon we
saw the head of a native within a very few feet, peering
up above the grass, in which he had secreted himself to
catch a glimpse of us. Noyce discharged his gun immediately,
and two slugs entered his head above the
right eye, and came out at the back of the left ear; he
died without a gasp. On arriving at him, we found he
had a beautiful gun of French manufacture, of which I
took possession. This occasioned great surprise with
us, as we supposed we were in possession of the only
gun on the island. We afterwards ascertained, however,
that a French ship visiting the island, coming in upon
the other side, for sandal wood, had sold ten or twelve
to the different tribes; only one, however, had been sold
to the Cohaphas, and that to rather an obscure individual
who lived by himself in the mountain principally,
yet considered himself as belonging to the Cohaphas.
We made a knife of bamboo, with which we extracted
the shot from my legs, or a portion of it; some, however,
remains to the present time, and can still be felt.
Raising the body upon our shoulders, we hastened
to our tribe. When we made known our adventure,
throwing down the body as proof before them, their joy
knew no bounds. As a reward, the king gave us
twenty-five trees each, banana and bread-fruit, which
were by them considered quite a wealth.
The body, taken as it was, was considered worthy
special manifestations of joy and triumph. Accordingly
it was prepared for the feast; other necessaries were[139]
also furnished, consisting of fruits and carver in great
abundance.
The stillness of the night was broken by the loud
shouting, singing, &c. The body was taken from the
oven and placed upon the table. The whole tribe set
up a whoro whoro, or loud singing, which was echoed
back from the hills like a thousand thunders. The war
dance was performed, I think, with greater eagerness
than ever before. Torches, made by stringing the amer
nut on the stem of the cocoa-nut leaf, were placed
around on all sides, rendering the whole scene as lightsome
as noonday. This continued till morning, when
they dispersed. Of the grandeur of such a scene the
reader can form no definite idea at all, however much
the pen may labor in its description.
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