MORE INDIANS.


When I went in the whale-ship, I saw another tribe of Indians, that
were very different from those I told you of before. They knew more
than those Indians. They used bows and arrows; and you would have been
pleased to see how they would hit a mark a great way off, with their
arrows.

One of them, who had a name so long that I will not try to speak it,
used to come every day to our ship, when we were lying near the shore.
He liked pieces of glass, and nails and tin, and things of that kind,
quite as well as the other Indians I told you of. He had seen white
men before, so he was not at all afraid of us. I suppose that almost
all the white men he had seen before used rum and tobacco. He asked
all our sailors for these two things, and kept asking every day. I am
sorry to say that some of the men gave him some rum once in a while,
and one day he drank so much that he got drunk. Poor man! He was not
so much to blame, I think, as the bad sailors that gave him the rum.
What do you think about it?

This man would dive in the water further than anybody I ever saw
before or since. Some of the sailors used to throw pieces of tin into
very deep water, and tell him he might have them if he would dive and
bring them up. He was so fond of such things, that he would always
gladly dive to get them.

I once saw him dive for an old worn-out knife. The water was very deep
where it was thrown. It was so deep that none of us thought he would