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Bloody Point and the Two Captives

Draft: this translation has not yet been checked against the original by a separate review.

Written
events of late July and early August 1577; printed 1578
Place
Frobisher's "strait" (Frobisher Bay), Meta Incognita
Language
English
Kind of source
travel account
Reading time
5 minutes
Difficulty
Challenging
Intensity
High

Arctic coastsFirst contact in the AmericasVoyages and sea travel

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The edited translation, in simplified modern English. Bracketed words were added for clarity; [...] marks a cut. Tap a note number to read the note.

But they quickly spotted our company, launched one great and another small boat, being about 16 or 18 persons, and, very narrowly escaping, put themselves to sea. Our soldiers then fired their calivers1 and followed them. They thought that if the noise were heard by our boats at sea, our men there would make what speed they might to that place. And so indeed our men who were in the boats crossed upon them in the mouth of the sound, so that they were stopped from getting sea room, where it would have been impossible for us to overtake them by rowing. They forced them to put themselves ashore upon a point of land within the sound, which, because of the slaughter there, was afterward named the Bloody Point.2 Our men followed them there so quickly that they had little time left them to make any escape.

But as soon as they landed, each of them broke his oar, thinking by that means to prevent us from carrying away their boats for want of oars. And, desperately turning back upon our men, they resisted them manfully in their landing, as long as their arrows and darts lasted. After gathering up the arrows which our men shot at them, yes, and plucking our arrows out of their bodies, they fought afresh, and maintained their cause until both weapons and life utterly failed them. And when they found they were mortally wounded, being ignorant of what mercy means, with deadly fury they threw themselves headlong off the rocks into the sea, lest perhaps their enemies should receive glory or prey from their dead bodies. For they supposed us likely to be cannibals, or eaters of man's flesh.3 In this fight one of our men was dangerously hurt in the belly with one of their arrows, and of them five or six were slain.

The rest escaped by flight among the rocks, except two women. One of them was old and ugly, and our men thought she was a devil or some witch, and therefore let her go. The other was young, and burdened with a nursing child at her back. Hiding herself behind the rocks, she was spotted by one of our men, who, supposing she was a man, shot through the hair of her head and pierced the child's arm. At this she cried out, and was taken. Our surgeon, meaning to heal her child's arm, put salves on it. But she, not being used to such surgery, plucked the salves away, and by continual licking with her own tongue, not much unlike our dogs, healed up the child's arm.

[...] Having now got a woman captive for the comfort of our man,4 we brought them both together. Every man silently wanted to see the manner of their meeting and greeting, which was more worth seeing than can well be expressed in writing. At their first meeting, they looked at each other very intently for a good while, without speech or word uttered. Their color and expression changed greatly, as though the grief and scorn of their captivity had taken away the use of their tongues and speech. At first the woman very suddenly turned away, as though she scorned or did not notice the man, and began to sing, as though her mind were on something else. But when they were brought together again, the man broke the silence first, and with a stern and steady face began to tell a long, solemn tale to the woman. She listened well, and did not interrupt him at all till he had finished. And afterward, having grown more familiar by talking, they were drawn together, so that (I think) the one would hardly have lived without the comfort of the other.

[...] On Monday, August 6, the lieutenant, with all the soldiers, to better guard the miners and the other things ashore, pitched their tents on the Countess's Island5 and fortified the place for their defense as well as they could. They were forty persons in all. While they were all at work, they saw on the top of a hill across from them a number of the country people waving a flag and calling out loudly to them. They were of the same company that had lately fought our men on that shore. They had come to complain of their recent losses, and to plead (as it seemed) for the return of the woman and child whom our men had taken and brought away in the recent fight. So the general took the savage captive with him and set the woman where they could best see her, in the highest place on the island, and went over to talk with them. At the first meeting with his friends, this captive burst into tears, so that he could not speak a word for a long while. But after a while, overcoming his emotion, he talked at length with his companions, and gave them in friendship such toys and trifles as we had given him. By this we noted that they are very kind to one another, and greatly sorrowful for the loss of their friends. [...]

Notes

  1. Light firearms, a kind of musket. back
  2. The English named the place for the fight. It lay in a sound on the south side of the bay, which they called Yorke's Sound after Gilbert Yorke, captain of the Michael. back
  3. Best's guess at the Inuit's reasons. He could not ask them. back
  4. A man the English had seized earlier on this voyage. All three captives were taken to England, where they died about a month after arriving. back
  5. The Countess of Warwick's Island, where the English dug for ore. The lieutenant was Best himself. back