A General History and Collection of Voyages and Travels, Volume 17 eBook

Robert Kerr (writer)
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 787 pages of information about A General History and Collection of Voyages and Travels, Volume 17.

A General History and Collection of Voyages and Travels, Volume 17 eBook

Robert Kerr (writer)
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 787 pages of information about A General History and Collection of Voyages and Travels, Volume 17.

In the morning we set off again.  The weather proved extremely bad the whole day.  We went down the river at an amazing rate, and just before night they put ashore upon a stony beach.  They hauled the canoe up, and all disappeared in a moment, and I was left quite alone; it rained violently, and was very dark.  I thought it was as well to lay down upon the beach, half side in water, as to get into a swamp under a dropping tree.  In this dismal situation I fell asleep, and awaked three or four hours after in such agonies with the cramp, that I thought I must die upon the spot.  I attempted several times to raise myself upon my legs, but could not.  At last I made shift to get upon my knees, and looking towards the wood, I saw a great fire at some distance from me.  I was a long time crawling to it, and when I reached it, I threw myself almost into it, in hopes of finding some relief from the pain I suffered.  This intrusion gave great offence to the Indians, who immediately got up, kicking and beating me till they drove me to some distance from it; however, I contrived a little after to place myself so as to receive some warmth from it, by which I got rid of the cramp.

In the morning we left this place, and were soon after out of the river.  Being now at sea again, the Indians intended putting ashore at the first convenient place to look for shell-fish, their stock of provisions having been quite exhausted for some time.  At low water we landed upon a spot that seemed to promise well, and here we found plenty of limpets.  Though at this time starving, I did not attempt to eat one, lest I should lose a moment in gathering them, not knowing how soon the Indians might be going again.  I had almost filled my hat when I saw them returning to the canoe.  I made what haste I could to her, for I believe they would have made no conscience of leaving me behind.  I sat down to my oar again, placing my hat close to me, every now and then eating a limpet.  The Indians were employed the same way, when one of them seeing me throw the shells overboard, spoke to the rest in a violent passion, and getting up, fell upon me, and seizing me by an old ragged handkerchief I had about my neck, almost throttled me; whilst another took me by the legs, and was going to throw me overboard if the old woman had not prevented, them.

I was all this time entirely ignorant by what means I had given offence, till I observed that the Indians, after eating the limpets, carefully put the shells in a heap at the bottom, of the canoe.  I then concluded there was some superstition about throwing these shells into the sea, my ignorance of which had very nearly cost me my life.  I was resolved to eat no more limpets till we landed, which we did some time after upon an island.  I then took notice that the Indians brought all their shells ashore, and laid them above high-water mark.  Here, as I was going to eat a large bunch of berries I had gathered from a tree, for they looked very tempting, one of the Indians snatched them out of my hand and threw them away, making me to understand that they were poisonous.  Thus, in all probability, did these people now save my life, who, a few hours before, were going to take it from me for throwing away a shell.

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