CHAPTER IV

RECEPTION OF JEWITT BY THE SAVAGES--ESCAPE OF THOMPSON--ARRIVAL OF

NEIGHBOURING TRIBES--AN INDIAN FEAST

We were received by the inhabitants of the village, men, women, and

children, with loud shouts of joy, and a most horrible drumming with

sticks upon the roofs and sides of their houses,[42] in which they had

also stuck a great number of lighted pine torches, to welcome their

king's return, and congratulate him on the success of his enterprise.

Maquina then took me on shore to his house, which was very large, and

filled with people--where I was received with much kindness by the

women, particularly those belonging to the king, who had no less than

nine wives, all of whom came around me, expressing much sympathy for my

misfortune, gently stroking and patting my head in an encouraging and

soothing manner, with words expressive of condolence. How sweet is

compassion even from savages! Those who have been in a similar

situation, can alone truly appreciate its value.

In the meantime all the warriors of the tribe, to the number of five

hundred,[43] had assembled at the king's house, to rejoice for their

success. They exulted greatly in having taken our ship, and each one

boasted of his own particular exploits in killing our men, but they were

in general much dissatisfied with my having been suffered to live, and

were very urgent with Maquina to deliver me to them, to be put to death,

which he obstinately refused to do, telling them that he had promised me

my life, and would not break his word; and that, besides, I knew how to

repair and to make arms, and should be of great use to them.

The king then seated me by him, and ordered his women to bring him

something to eat, when they set before him some dried clams and

train-oil, of which he ate very heartily, and encouraged me to follow

his example, telling me to eat much, and take a great deal of oil, which

would make me strong and fat. Notwithstanding his praise of this new

kind of food, I felt no disposition to indulge in it, both the smell and

taste being loathsome to me; and had it been otherwise, such was the

pain I endured, the agitation of my mind, and the gloominess of my

reflections, that I should have felt very little inclination for eating.

Not satisfied with his first refusal to deliver me up to them, the

people again became clamorous that Maquina should consent to my being

killed, saying that not one of us ought to be left alive to give

information to others of our countrymen, and prevent them from coming to

trade, or induce them to revenge the destruction of our ship, and they

at length became so boisterous, that he caught up a large club in a

passion, and drove them all out of the house. During this scene, a son

of the king, about eleven years old, attracted no doubt by the

singularity of my appearance, came up to me: I caressed him; he returned

my attentions with much apparent pleasure, and considering this as a

fortunate opportunity to gain the good will of the father, I took the

child on my knee, and, cutting the metal buttons from off the coat I had

on, I tied them around his neck. At this he was highly delighted, and

became so much attached to me, that he would not quit me.

The king appeared much pleased with my attention to his son, and,

telling me that it was time to go to sleep, directed me to lie with his

son next to him, as he was afraid lest some of his people would come

while he was asleep and kill me with their daggers. I lay down as he

ordered me, but neither the state of my mind nor the pain I felt would

allow me to sleep.

About midnight I was greatly alarmed by the approach of one of the

natives, who came to give information to the king that there was one of

the white men alive, who had knocked him down as he went on board the

ship at night. This Maquina communicated to me, giving me to understand

that as soon as the sun rose he should kill him. I endeavoured to

persuade him to spare his life, but he bade me be silent and go to

sleep. I said nothing more, but lay revolving in my mind what method I

could devise to save the life of this man. What a consolation, thought

I, what a happiness would it prove to me in my forlorn state among

these heathens, to have a Christian and one of my own countrymen for a

companion, and how greatly would it alleviate and lighten the burden of

my slavery.

As I was thinking of some plan for his preservation, it all at once came

into my mind that this man was probably the sail-maker of the ship,

named Thompson, as I had not seen his head among those on deck, and knew

that he was below at work upon sails not long before the attack. The

more I thought of it, the more probable it appeared to me, and as

Thompson was a man nearly forty years of age, and had an old look, I

conceived it would be easy to make him pass for my father, and by this

means prevail on Maquina to spare his life. Towards morning I fell into

a dose, but was awakened with the first beams of the sun by the king,

who told me he was going to kill the man who was on board the ship, and

ordered me to accompany him. I rose and followed him, leading with me

the young prince, his son.

On coming to the beach, I found all the men of the tribe assembled. The

king addressed them, saying that one of the white men had been found

alive on board the ship, and requested their opinion as to saving his

life or putting him to death. They were unanimously for the latter. This

determination he made known to me. Having arranged my plan, I asked him,

pointing to the boy, whom I still held by the hand, if he loved his son.

He answered that he did. I then asked the child if he loved his father,

and on his replying in the affirmative, I said, "And I also love mine."

I then threw myself on my knees at Maquina's feet, and implored him,

with tears in my eyes, to spare my father's life, if the man on board

should prove to be him, telling him that if he killed my father, it was

my wish that he should kill me too, and that if he did not, I would kill

myself--and that he would thus lose my services; whereas, by sparing my

father's life, he would preserve mine, which would be of great advantage

to him, by my repairing and making arms for him.

Maquina appeared moved by my entreaties, and promised not to put the man

to death if he should be my father. He then explained to his people what

I had said, and ordered me to go on board and tell the man to come on

shore. To my unspeakable joy, on going into the hold, I found that my

conjecture was true. Thompson was there. He had escaped without any

injury, excepting a slight wound in the nose, given him by one of the

savages with a knife, as he attempted to come on deck, during the

scuffle. Finding the savages in possession of the ship, as he afterwards

informed me, he secreted himself in the hold, hoping for some chance to

make his escape; but that, the Indian who came on board in the night

approaching the place where he was, he supposed himself discovered, and,

being determined to sell his life as dearly as possible, as soon as he

came within his reach, he knocked him down, but the Indian, immediately

springing up, ran off at full speed.

I informed him, in a few words, that all our men had been killed; that

the king had preserved my life, and had consented to spare his on the

supposition that he was my father, an opinion which he must be careful

not to undeceive them in, as it was his only safety. After giving him

his cue, I went on shore with him, and presented him to Maquina, who

immediately knew him to be the sail-maker, and was much pleased,

observing that he could make sails for his canoe. He then took us to his

house, and ordered something for us to eat.

On the 24th and 25th, the natives were busily employed in taking the

cargo out of the ship, stripping her of her sails and rigging, cutting

away the spars and masts, and, in short, rendering her as complete a

wreck as possible, the muskets, ammunition, cloth, and all the principal

articles taken from her, being deposited in the king's house.

While they were thus occupied, each one taking what he liked, my

companion and myself being obliged to aid them, I thought it best to

secure the accounts and papers of the ship, in hopes that on some future

day I might have it in my power to restore them to the owners. With this

view I took possession of the captain's writing-desk, which contained

the most of them, together with some paper and implements for writing. I

had also the good fortune to find a blank account-book, in which I

resolved, should it be permitted me, to write an account of our capture,

and the most remarkable occurrences that I should meet with during my

stay among these people, fondly indulging the hope that it would not be

long before some vessel would arrive to release us. I likewise found in

the cabin a small volume of sermons, a Bible, and a Common Prayer-book

of the Church of England, which furnished me and my comrade great

consolation in the midst of our mournful servitude, and enabled me,

under the favour of Divine Providence, to support with firmness the

miseries of a life which I might otherwise have found beyond my

strength to endure.

As these people set no value upon things of this kind, I found no

difficulty in appropriating them to myself, by putting them in my chest,

which, though it had been broken open and rifled by the savages, as I

still had the key, I without much difficulty secured. In this I also put

some small tools belonging to the ship, with several other articles,

particularly a journal kept by the second mate, Mr. Ingraham, and a

collection of drawings and views of places taken by him, which I had the

good fortune to preserve, and on my arrival at Boston, I gave them to a

connection of his, the Honourable Judge Dawes, who sent them to his

family in New York.

On the 26th, two ships were seen standing in for Friendly Cove. At their

first appearance the inhabitants were thrown into great confusion, but,

soon collecting a number of muskets and blunderbusses, ran to the shore,

from whence they kept up so brisk a fire at them, that they were

evidently afraid to approach nearer, and, after firing a few rounds of

grape-shot, which did no harm to any one, they wore ship and stood out

to sea. These ships, as I afterwards learned, were the _Mary_ and _Juno_

of Boston.

They were scarcely out of sight when Maquina expressed much regret that

he had permitted his people to fire at them, being apprehensive that

they would give information to others in what manner they had been

received, and prevent them from coming to trade with him.

A few days after hearing of the capture of the ship, there arrived at

Nootka a great number of canoes filled with savages from no less than

twenty tribes to the north and south. Among those from the north were

the Ai-tiz-zarts,[44] Schoo-mad-its,[45] Neu-wit-ties,[46]

Savin-nars,[47] Ah-owz-arts,[48] Mo-watch-its,[49] Suth-setts,[50]

Neu-chad-lits,[51] Mich-la-its,[52] and Cay-u-quets,[53] the most of

whom were considered as tributary to Nootka. From the south, the

Aytch-arts[54] and Esqui-ates,[55] also tributary, with the

Kla-oo-quates,[56] and the Wickannish, a large and powerful tribe about

two hundred miles distant.

These last were better clad than most of the others, and their canoes

wrought with much greater skill; they are furnished with sails as well

as paddles, and, with the advantage of a fair breeze, are usually but

twenty-four hours on their passage.

Maquina, who was very proud of his new acquisition, was desirous of

welcoming these visitors in the European manner. He accordingly ordered

his men, as the canoes approached, to assemble on the beach with loaded

muskets and blunderbusses, placing Thompson at the cannon, which had

been brought from the ship and laid upon two long sticks of timber in

front of the village; then, taking a speaking trumpet in his hand, he

ascended with me the roof of his house, and began drumming or beating

upon the boards with a stick most violently.

Nothing could be more ludicrous than the appearance of this motley group

of savages collected on the shore, dressed as they were with their

ill-gotten finery in the most fantastic manner, some in women's smocks,

taken from our cargo, others in _Kotsacks_[57] (or cloaks) of blue, red,

or yellow broadcloth, with stockings drawn over their heads, and their

necks hung round with numbers of powder-horns, shot-bags, and

cartouch-boxes, some of them having no less than ten muskets apiece on

their shoulders, and five or six daggers in their girdles. Diverting

indeed was it to see them all squatted upon the beach, holding their

muskets perpendicularly with the butt pressed upon the sand, instead of

against their shoulders, and in this position awaiting the order to

fire.

Maquina, at last, called to them with his trumpet to fire, which they

did in the most awkward and timid manner, with their muskets hard

pressed upon the ground as above-mentioned. At the same moment the

cannon was fired by Thompson, immediately on which they threw themselves

back and began to roll and tumble over the sand as if they had been

shot, when, suddenly springing up, they began a song of triumph, and,

running backward and forward upon the shore, with the wildest

gesticulations, boasted of their exploits, and exhibited as trophies

what they had taken from us. Notwithstanding the unpleasantness of my

situation, and the feelings that this display of our spoils excited, I

could not avoid laughing at the strange appearance of these savages,

their awkward movements, and the singular contrast of their dress and

arms.

When the ceremony was concluded, Maquina invited the strangers to a

feast at his house, consisting of whale-blubber, smoked herring spawn,

and dried fish and train-oil, of which they ate most plentifully. The

feast being over, the trays out of which they ate, and other things,

were immediately removed to make room for the dance, which was to close

the entertainment. This was performed by Maquina's son, the young prince

Sat-sat-sok-sis, whom I have already spoken of, in the following

manner:--

Three of the principal chiefs, drest in their otter-skin mantles, which

they wear only on extraordinary occasions and at festivals, having their

heads covered over with white down and their faces highly painted, came

forward into the middle of the room, each furnished with a bag filled

with white down, which they scattered around in such a manner as to

represent a fall of snow. These were followed by the young prince, who

was dressed in a long piece of yellow cloth, wrapped loosely around him,

and decorated with small bells, with a cap on his head to which was

fastened a curious mask in imitation of a wolf's head, while the rear

was brought up by the king himself in his robe of sea-otter skin, with a

small whistle in his mouth and a rattle in his hand, with which he kept

time to a sort of tune on his whistle. After passing very rapidly in

this order around the house, each of them seated himself, except the

prince, who immediately began his dance, which principally consisted in

springing up into the air in a squat posture, and constantly turning

around on his heels with great swiftness in a very narrow circle.

This dance, with a few intervals of rest, was continued for about two

hours, during which the chiefs kept up a constant drumming with sticks

of about a foot in length on a long hollow plank, which was, though a

very noisy, a most doleful kind of music. This they accompanied with

songs, the king himself acting as chorister, while the women applauded

each feat of activity in the dancer, by repeating the words, _Wocash!

Wocash Tyee!_[58] that is, Good! very good, Prince!

As soon as the dance was finished, Maquina began to give presents to the

strangers, in the name of his son Sat-sat-sok-sis. These were pieces of

European cloth, generally of a fathom in length, muskets, powder, shot,

etc. Whenever he gave them anything, they had a peculiar manner of

snatching it from him with a very stern and surly look, repeating each

time the words, _Wocash Tyee_. This I understood to be their custom, and

was considered as a compliment, which, if omitted, would be supposed as

a mark of disregard for the present. On this occasion Maquina gave away

no less than one hundred muskets, the same number of looking-glasses,

four hundred yards of cloth, and twenty casks of powder, besides other

things.

After receiving these presents, the strangers retired on board their

canoes, for so numerous were they that Maquina would not suffer any but

the chiefs to sleep in the houses; and, in order to prevent the property

from being pillaged by them, he ordered Thompson and myself to keep

guard during the night, armed with cutlasses and pistols.

In this manner tribes of savages from various parts of the coast

continued coming for several days, bringing with them blubber, oil,

herring spawn, dried fish, and clams, for which they received in return

presents of cloth, etc., after which they in general immediately

returned home. I observed that very few, if any, of them, except the

chiefs, had arms, which, I afterwards learned, is the custom with these

people, whenever they come upon a friendly visit or to trade, in order

to show, on their approach, that their intentions are pacific.[59]

FOOTNOTES:

[42] A common mode of expressing joy. During dancing and singing this

goes on continually.

[43] In 1863, when I made a special inquiry, the whole number of adult

males in the Mooachaht tribe (the so-called Nootkans) was one hundred

and fifty.

[44] Ayhuttisahts.

[45] This name is unknown to me.

[46] Nahwittis, or Flatlashekwill, an almost vanished tribe, join the

north end of Vancouver Island (Goletas Channel, Galliano Island, and

west-ward to Cape Scott).

[47] The name of some village, not a tribe.

[48] Ahousahts.

[49] Mooachahts. The "Nootkans" proper of Friendly Cove.

[50] Seshahts, but they are to the south (Alberni Canal) and Barclay

Sound.

[51] Noochahlahts (lat. 49° 47' 20" N.).

[52] Muchlahts, or Quaquina arm.

[53] Ky-yoh-quahts.

[54] This is probably another spelling of the E-cha-chahts.

[55] Hishquayahts (lat. 49° 27' 31" N., long. 126° 25' 27" W.).

[56] Klahoquahts. This and the other tribes mentioned in the text

are no longer tributary to the Mooachahts, and there is no "Wickannish"

tribe. As we have already seen (p. 38), it is the name of an

individual--probably the chief of the Klahoquahts. It is a common name.

The Nettinahts and the Klahoquahts are still renowned in canoe-making.

They chisel them out of the great cedar (_Thuja gigantea_) trees in this

district, for sale to other tribes. But Jewitt, who had no personal

knowledge of the homes of these tribes, makes sad havoc of their names

and the direction from which they came.

[57] _Kootsik_, the "cotsack" of Meares. _Kootsik-poom_ is the pin by

which the Indian blanket cloak is fastened. In Meares's time the people

dressed in kootsiks of sea-otter skin. But even then they were getting

so fond of blankets, that without "woollens" among the barter, trade was

difficult. In fifteen years they learned a better use for sea-otters

worth £20 apiece than to make cloaks of them.

[58] The words were really _Waw-kash_ (a word of salutation) and _Tyee_.

This is in most common use in Nootka Sound. The order of salutation to a

man is _Quaache-is_, to a woman _Chè-is_, and at parting _Klach-she_. A

married woman is _Klootsnah_; a young girl _Hah-quatl-is_; an unmarried

woman (whether old or young) _Hah-quatl_--distinctions which Jewitt does

not make in his brief vocabulary. The Indians have many words to express

varieties of the same action. Thus _pâtt[=e]s_ means to wash. But

_pâtt[=e][=e]_ is to wash all over; _tsont-soomik_, to wash the hands;

_tsocuks_, to wash a pan, etc. _Haouwith_, or _Hawilth_, is the original

word for chief, though _Tyee_ is commonly used.

[59] This is one of the earliest--if not the first--account of these

periodical givings away of property so characteristic of the

North-Western coast Indians, and known to the whites as "Potlatches." An

Indian accumulates blankets and other portable property simply to give

away at such feasts. Then if a poor, he becomes a great man, and even a

kind of minor chief--a Life Peer, as it were. But those who have

received much are expected to return the compliment by also giving a

"potlatch," to which guests come from far and near. I have described one

of these in _The Races of Mankind_ (the first edition of _The Peoples of

the World_), vol. i. pp. 75-90.

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