We had left the beach early in the morning, and after an uninterrupted,
though at times difficult and dangerous ascent, during which we had
never once turned our faces to the sea, we found ourselves, about three
hours before sunset, standing on the top of what seemed to be the
highest land on the island, an immense overhanging cliff composed of
basaltic rocks, hung round with parasitical plants. We must have been
more than three thousand feet above the level of the sea, and the
scenery viewed from this height was magnificent.
The lonely bay of Nukuheva, dotted here and there with the black hulls
of the vessels composing the French squadron, lay reposing at the base
of a circular range of elevations, whose verdant sides, perforated with
deep glens, or diversified with smiling valleys, formed altogether the
loveliest view I ever beheld, and were I to live a hundred years, I
shall never forget the feeling of admiration which I then experienced.
CHAPTER VI
The other side of the mountain—Disappointment—Inventory of articles
brought from the ship—Division of the stock of bread—Appearance of the
interior of the island—A discovery—A ravine and waterfalls—A sleepless
night—Further discoveries—My illness—A Marquesan landscape.
My curiosity had been not a little raised with regard to the
description of country we should meet on the other side of the
mountains; and I had supposed, with Toby, that immediately on gaining
the heights we should be enabled to view the large bays of Happar and
Typee reposing at our feet on one side, in the same way that Nukuheva
lay spread out below on the other. But here we were disappointed.
Instead of finding the mountain we had ascended sweeping down in the
opposite direction into broad and capacious valleys, the land appeared
to retain its general elevation, only broken into a series of ridges
and inter-vales, which as far as the eye could reach stretched away
from us, with their precipitous sides covered with the brightest
verdure, and waving here and there with the foliage of clumps of
woodland; among which, however, we perceived none of those trees upon
whose fruit we had relied with such certainty.
This was a most unlooked-for discovery, and one that promised to defeat
our plans altogether, for we could not think of descending the mountain
on the Nukuheva side in quest of food. Should we for this purpose be
induced to retrace our steps, we should run no small chance of
encountering the natives, who in that case, if they did nothing worse
to us, would be certain to convey us back to the ship for the sake of
the reward in calico and trinkets, which we had no doubt our skipper
would hold out to them as an inducement to our capture.
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