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Naked and Starving on the Gulf Coast

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

Written
printed 1542 (events of November 1528)
Place
Malhado (“Isle of Misfortune”)
Language
Spanish
Kind of source
narrative
Reading time
5 minutes
Difficulty
Moderate
Intensity
Medium

Voyages and sea travelFirst contact in the AmericasFood, farming and hungerSouthern Plains and prairie farmers

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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.

[...] [The next morning the Indians came] as they had promised. They brought us a great deal of fish and some roots that they eat, which are like nuts, some bigger and some smaller. Most of them are dug from under the water, with great labor. In the evening they came back and brought us more fish and more of the same roots. They had their wives and children come to see us. So they went home rich with the little bells and beads we gave them.1 On other days they came back to visit us, bringing the same things as before.

We saw that we had been given fish and roots and water and the other things we asked for. So we decided to put to sea again and go on our way. We dug the boat out of the sand where it was buried. We all had to strip and work very hard to get it into the water. We were in such a state that much lighter tasks were enough to wear us out. Once we were aboard, two crossbow shots2 out to sea, such a wave struck us that it soaked us all. Since we were naked and the cold was very great, the oars fell from our hands. With the next wave the sea gave us, the boat turned over. The veedor3 and two others held on to it to save themselves. But it turned out the opposite way, for the boat dragged them under and they drowned.

The coast is very rough. With one roll the sea threw all the rest of us onto the shore of the same island, tangled in the waves and half drowned. No one was missing but the three the boat had dragged under. Those of us who escaped were as naked as the day we were born, and we had lost everything we had with us. All of it was worth little, but at that time it meant a great deal. It was November then, and the cold was bitter. We were so thin that our bones could be counted with no trouble, and we looked like the very image of death.

[...] It pleased our Lord that, as we searched among the embers of the fire we had made there, we found some live coals. With them we built big fires. And so we prayed to our Lord for mercy and the forgiveness of our sins, weeping many tears. Each of us felt pity not only for himself but for all the others, whom he saw in the same state. At sunset the Indians, thinking we had not left, came back to look for us and to bring us food. But when they saw us in such a different state from before, and so strange to look at, they were so frightened that they drew back. I went out to them and called them, and they came, very frightened. I made them understand by signs that one of our boats had sunk and three of us had drowned. There in front of them they saw two of our dead themselves, and the rest of us were going the same way.

When the Indians saw the disaster that had come upon us, and the disaster we were in, with so much misfortune and misery, they sat down among us. They felt such great sorrow and pity at seeing us in that state that they all began to weep loudly, and so sincerely that they could be heard far away. This went on for more than half an hour. These men seemed to us so lacking in reason and so rough, like brutes. Truly, to see them grieve so much for us made my anguish, and that of others in our company, grow all the greater, and we felt our misfortune all the more.

When the weeping had died down, I asked the Christians whether they agreed that I should ask these Indians to take us to their houses. Some of them had been in New Spain.4 They answered that we should not even speak of it, because if the Indians took us to their houses, they would sacrifice us to their idols. But since there was no other way out, and any other path led to a nearer and surer death, I paid no attention to what they said. Instead I asked the Indians to take us to their houses. They showed that they were very glad to do it, and told us to wait a little, and they would do what we wished. Then thirty of them loaded themselves with firewood and went off to their houses, which were far from there. We stayed with the others until nearly nightfall, when they took hold of us and hurried us along to their houses. The cold was bitter, and they feared that someone might die or faint on the way. So they had four or five very large fires built at intervals along the path, and at each one they warmed us. As soon as they saw that we had gained a little strength and warmth, they rushed us on to the next one. They went so fast that our feet hardly touched the ground. In this way we reached their houses, where we found they had built a house for us, with many fires in it. About an hour after we arrived, they began to dance and hold a great celebration, which lasted all night. For us, though, there was no pleasure, no celebration, and no sleep, as we waited for the moment they would sacrifice us. In the morning they gave us fish and roots again and treated us so well that we felt a little safer and lost some of our fear of being sacrificed.

Notes

  1. Glass beads and small bells were the usual trade goods Spanish expeditions carried to give away. back
  2. A crossbow shot was a common Spanish measure of short distance, perhaps 200 to 300 yards. back
  3. Alonso Enríquez, the expedition’s veedor (royal inspector). back
  4. New Spain, the Spanish name for Mexico. Some of the men had served there and had heard of, or seen, the human sacrifices of the Mexica. back