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
Thither he repaired with two or three of his shipmates,
myself among the number, determined to be satisfied
respecting it. He took a large stone and began
pounding away at the cement, which was nearly as[174]
hard as the stone itself. Beating a hole through, he
assiduously plied himself to pulling out the stones one
after another, until he made a hole through to the rude
box, whence escaped an odor quite unlike that emanating
from a miser's chest. He being so intent upon his
errand, would not now believe but it contained treasure
for him, and again went to work; running his hand
through the hole he had made, he pulled out a piece of
a board which Decay had marked as her own, which
now fully convinced him of the certainty of the contents.
Exasperated at this he flew to the tomb, and would
not have left one stone upon another had not we interfered
and drove him away, when we replaced the stones
as well as we could.
We next went about securing a quantity of lobsters to
take to sea with us. The negro seeing one run into a
hole under the roots of a cocoa-nut tree, ran his hand in
after him, but soon found he had also "caught a Tartar."
He relinquished his hold, but not so with the
lobster: he adhered closely after he was drawn from
the hole. The negro jumped about, making wry faces
and yelling loud enough to be heard half a mile. The
bystanders were so much affected at his grimaces, that
they indulged in a hearty laugh, and could not for a
moment or two assist him in the least.
To laugh at any being's calamity is by no means
justifiable; but I think had the most sedate person witnessed
the affair, his risibilities would have been affected
to a considerable degree.
We caught about forty and took them to the ship.
The next morning none of them could be found; after[175]
much searching we found them dispersed about the
rigging, and for several days we found them in different
parts of the vessel.
I have often heard those better acquainted with their
nature than I am, say, they climb the lofty cocoa-nut
tree, pick the fruit, carry it out upon the ends of the
limb over some rock, and drop it, thus getting at the
meat. This I cannot assert as fact, for I never saw it;
yet I have seen hundreds of them on trees; I have seen
them take the nut in their claws and beat it on the stone,
and crack the shell.
Leaving the Duke of York's Island, we stood for
Fanning's Island, which is of about the same description
as the last-mentioned one.
Here we cruised about a few days, went on shore,
and found two huts that had the appearance of being
recently occupied.
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