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named Antonio Gomal, who were living on 
the island, planned with the natives to capture 
the ship and massacre the crew. This was 
successfully accomplished, but it is satisfactory 
to know that Mr. Gomal at least did not enjoy 
his victory, for the ship’s cooper, seizing a 
harpoon, sent it through the “ Portingal’s ” body 
and pinned him to the deck-house. Then, a 
few years later, a band of thirteen convicts living 
on Pleasant Island—an isolated spot in o deg. 
25 min. S., 167 deg. 5 min. E.—and aided by 
two hundred natives, cut-off a ship whose name 
was never ascertained, and murdered every soul 
on board. This ship was well armed, and her 
crew of fifty men made a determined resistance. 
She was then plundered and burnt, and in 
the hilarious festivities that ensued on shore to 
celebrate her capture, two of the white men, 
Goad and D’Arcy, got drunk and shot a chief 
who claimed more than was considered a fair 
share of the booty. In an instant a general fight 
ensued, five of the whites were slaughtered by 
the chief’s retinue, and the remaining eight, 
with their native wives, were compelled to leave 
the island. They were never heard of again, 
although the boat in which they left was 
