Having ascertained the fact before alluded to, that the islanders, from
motives of precaution, dwelt together in the depths of the valleys, and
avoided wandering about the more elevated portions of the shore, unless
bound on some expedition of war or plunder, I concluded that if I could
effect unperceived a passage to the mountains, I might easily remain
among them, supporting myself by such fruits as came in my way until
the sailing of the ship, an event of which I could not fail to be
immediately apprized, as from my lofty position I should command a view
of the entire harbour.
The idea pleased me greatly. It seemed to combine a great deal of
practicability with no inconsiderable enjoyment in a quiet way; for how
delightful it would be to look down upon the detested old vessel from
the height of some thousand feet, and contrast the verdant scenery
about me with the recollection of her narrow decks and gloomy
forecastle! Why, it was really refreshing even to think of it; and so I
straightway fell to picturing myself seated beneath a cocoa-nut tree on
the brow of the mountain, with a cluster of plantains within easy
reach, criticizing her nautical evolutions as she was working her way
out of the harbour.
To be sure there was one rather unpleasant drawback to these agreeable
anticipations—the possibility of falling in with a foraging party of
these same bloody-minded Typees, whose appetites, edged perhaps by the
air of so elevated a region, might prompt them to devour one. This, I
must confess, was the most disagreeable view of the matter.
Just to think of a party of these unnatural gourmands taking it into
their heads to make a convivial meal of a poor devil, who would have no
means of escape or defence: however, there was no help for it. I was
willing to encounter some risks in order to accomplish my object, and
counted much upon my ability to elude these prowling cannibals amongst
the many coverts which the mountains afforded. Besides, the chances
were ten to one in my favour that they would none of them quit their
own fastnesses.
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