CHAPTER IX.

_How we landed at Champoton._

From this point we sailed in the same direction we had taken under

Cordoba, and arrived after eight days' sail off the coast of Champoton,

the place where the Indians had so ill used us, as has been related in

the proper place. The sea being very shallow in these parts we dropt our

anchor at about three miles distance from the shore, and immediately

landed in all our boats with half of our men, as near to the village as

possible. The inhabitants and other Indians in the neighbourhood

gathered themselves together as they had the time before, when they

killed fifty-six of our men and wounded all the rest of us. From their

bearing and proud demeanour we could easily perceive that they had not

forgotten their victory. They were all well armed according to their

fashion, with bows, lances, shields, and broadswords, which they wield

with both hands. Added to all this they had slings, cotton cuirasses,

drums and trumpets, while most of them had their faces painted black and

white. They had arranged themselves along the sea shore in order to fall

upon us as soon as we landed. But, as our previous loss had taught us

prudence, we took with us this time some falconets, and otherwise well

armed ourselves with crossbows and matchlocks.

When we were near enough they let fly such a shower of arrows and lances

that the half of our men were speedily wounded. As soon, however, as we

got on shore, we quickly gave them an evil return with our matchlocks

and sabres. Nothing daunted by this they each selected their man, whom

they particularly aimed at with their arrows, but we had taken the

precaution to put on cotton cuirasses. They continued to combat with us

for some time, until the arrival of another of our long boats, when we

drove them back to the wells near the village. In this conflict we lost

Juan de Quitera and many other soldiers. Our commander, Juan de

Grijalva, got three arrow wounds and lost two of his teeth, and above

sixty of our men were wounded. Immediately upon our putting the enemy to

flight, we entered the village, dressed our wounds, and buried the dead.

Not a single person had remained behind in the village, and even those

whom we had driven back to the wells had merely staid there a sufficient

time to carry off their property. In this skirmish we made three

prisoners, one of whom was a person of rank. Our commander set them at

liberty, desiring them to go and call the cazique of the district. He

also presented them with green glass beads and small bells to distribute

among the inhabitants, in order to gain their friendship. We treated the

three prisoners upon the whole with every kindness, and gave them glass

corals to encourage them and gain their good faith. They left us indeed,

but took good care not to return; we thought it possible, however, that

Julianillo and Melchorejo had misrepresented our commission to them. We

staid four days in this place, and I shall never forget it on account of

the immense sized locusts which we saw here. It was a stony spot on

which the battle took place, and these creatures, while it lasted, kept

continually flying in our faces; and as at the same moment we were

greeted by a shower of arrows from the enemy, we also mistook these

locusts for arrows. But, as soon as we had discovered our mistake, we

deceived ourselves in another more direful way, for we now mistook

arrows for locusts, and discontinued to shield ourselves against them.

In this way we mistook locusts and arrows to our great sorrow, were

severely wounded in consequence, and otherwise found ourselves in a very

awkward predicament.

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