After looking at them awhile I decided to come out and end the
suspense, so I crawled out in sight. They immediately started for me,
one armed with a boat hatchet, the other with a knife. I sat down in
the path with my back towards them, expecting to have the hatchet
driven into my head, and not wishing to see the blow. They walked
up until within a few feet of me, then stopped and looked at me a
moment before they spoke. It seemed an hour. I looked around when one
of them, an old man, a resident of the island and one with whom I had
previously been on very good terms, addressed me kindly and wished me
to go to the town with them. I sprang up and followed with alacrity,
almost forgetting my thirst, but after we got off the rock, I made them
understand I was very hungry and thirsty. We soon came to a coconut
tree, when one of them procured a coconut, broke it, and gave me to
drink, which greatly refreshed me. After we got to the town, the old
man, who was a chief, carried me to his house and gave me as much fish
and vegetables as I wanted. At dark he led me to a small hut in the
woods where we spent the night.
The next morning we went back to the town to get some breakfast. We had
not been in the house long when about twenty of our visitors came in,
seated themselves, and began questioning me by signs to know if there
were any axes or tools of any kind on board the ship. I told them I
believed there were, thinking it might draw their attention from me.
They remained awhile in animated conversation of which I concluded I
was the subject, then left me in care of the old chief's wife, and went
to the landing, launched their canoes, and started for the ship. They
had not been gone long when another gang came toward the house. My old
mistress on hearing them, said something, beckoned me to get behind
her, which I did. They came up to the house, asked some questions and
took their leave, much to my relief. But they had not done with me yet.
Late in the afternoon the savages returned from the ship, after an
unsuccessful search for tools. They mustered all their party together
in the lower town, and sent up one of their number after me. He came to
the house and ordered me to follow him. On my showing some reluctance
to obey, he seized me in no gentle manner and shoved me out of the
house, so I put the best face on and followed him down to the town, or
rather he followed me, keeping me ahead of him in the path.
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