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
Finding a plant much resembling tobacco, I thought
I would try to cultivate it, hoping to improve it, and
accordingly set out a number of plants. These the hogs
destroyed. When I supplied their place, I bargained
with a native to build a stone wall around the patch,
which was about fifteen feet square, for a half head of
tobacco. When the wall was done I paid him. He[149]
seemed not altogether satisfied with the bargain; he left
the hut and went directly to the spot and tore the wall
down. I informed the king, hoping he would make
him rebuild it. The king seized his club and ran every
foot to the house in which he lived. As he with the
other members of the family were seated at their evening
repast, he rushed in and gave him a heavy blow with
the club, completely severing the head in twain, and the
brains and blood flew around upon those who sat with
him. The king then ordered his brother to take the
body and put it in a certain hole in the rocks, where the
tide as it ebbed and flows would wash it. Had I supposed
such would have been the case, I should not have
informed the king of him.
My wife knowing the treachery of the tribe, also
hearing their threats, put me on my guard.
Several times they attempted me harm, but I evaded
them.
One night while we were quietly reposing on our
beds of leaves, with the amer nut light burning by my
side, a spear was forced through the side of the hut and
lodged within a few inches of my body. I sprang to
my feet, put out my light, and remained on the watch
the remainder of the night.
The next morning I carried the spear to the king,
who called the tribe together, and holding up the spear,
called upon the owner to come for it; but no one appeared.
Then in the presence of the whole tribe he put
me and my household under the tabu law, which effectually
shielded me from all harm. However great their
anger or the desire to kill me might have been, none
dare lay the finger of harm upon me. Thus to their[150]
heathenish superstition I owed my life, for such was
their anger that no law save that would have deterred
them from reeking their vengeance upon me.
This however did not heal the wound, or cause the
wave of forgetfulness to sweep over the affair, as there
was always, during my stay on the island, a sort of
hatred existing with the members of that family toward
me, though they dare not manifest it.
Again a heavy sail was seen approaching our shores.
We dare not look forward to an opportunity of escape,
so often had we been doomed to disappointment.
As she came into the harbor and dropped her anchor,
we thought we could notice less confusion than usually
attended ships on coming to anchor.
The king requested Noyce and myself to go with
him to the ship. He had never before allowed us to do
that.
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