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
We walked away to my hut where the king and second
chief sat and chatted with me till the evening was
far advanced. They went to their homes perfectly satisfied
that I did not wish to go, at least, I thought so,
and I was certain I weighed each word and look well.
I went to bed and had a lengthy talk with my wife
about the ship's leaving the shore and of my unwillingness
to go. I remained talking till near midnight, when
feigning sickness I got up and walked out.
On the beach I found an old native, who seemed somewhat
surprised at my presence, as well as I at his, for I
feared a watch was kept. Chatting with him awhile,
I was satisfied all things were right. Together we went
back to the huts. His being first, I saw him go in,[159]
when I went home, and as the land breeze had not yet
sprung up, went to bed. I lay a short time in the highest
state of excitement, when I heard a rustling in the
trees, which I knew was a signal for me to start.
I lay some moments scarce able to raise myself, for
fear had taken fast hold of me,—I knew not but some
wiley native had discovered something in me which
excited them and a watch was kept. If such were
really the case, most horrible would be its results.
I was half inclined to abandon the project. Knowing
that if this most favorable opportunity passed I might
not see another, hope bade me make the trial.
I was soon upon the beach, shoved off a canoe, and
was getting in when I found there were no paddles.
For a moment I gave up the idea, when recollecting
that I had seen some broken ones a few days previous,
lying behind an uninhabited hut, thither I repaired,
greatly fearing the dogs would give the alarm; I obtained
the paddles and was again at the boat.
No person can form any idea of the wretchedness of
my situation, as I looked around to see if danger was
near.
The moon which had before shone brightly, had retired
behind the bluff as if unwilling to bear witness to
the affair. I soon reached the ship, seized hold of the
ropes, which hang over the ship's side for the purpose,
and putting my shoulders under the main chains, sank
my canoe, and jumped on board, not daring to look behind
lest I should find myself pursued.
As was previously arranged, there was but one man
on board who saw me, who was Mr. Bliffin, the mate,
the others being below, knowing nothing of my being[160]
there, so that should the natives miss me and come on
board, they could not betray me by any emotions of
fear.
Without speaking to Mr. Bliffin I went immediately
to the captain's room, from thence I secreted myself in
the run or after part of the vessel, under a pile of rubbish.
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