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be informed when he should again bring presents, and what arti 
cles he should bring: he inquired if I would still be his friend 
and reminded me that I was Temaa Typee, the chief of the vailey 
of Shoueme, and that his name was Tavee. I gave him assur¬ 
ances of my friendship, requested him to return and allay the fears 
of the women, who, he informed me, were in the utmost terror, 
apprehensive of an attack from me. The chiefs of the Happahs 
invited me to return to their valley, assuring me that an abundance 
of every thing was already provied for us, and the girls, who had 
assembled in great numbers dressed out in their best attire wel- 
corned our return with smiles, and notwithstanding our wet and 
dirty situation (for it had been raining the greater part of the day) 
convinced us by their looks and gestures that they were disposed 
to give us the most friendly reception. 
Gattanewa met me on the side of the hill as I was ascending: 
the old man’s heart was full, he could not speak; he placed both 
my hands on his head, rested his forehead on my knees, and after 
a short pause, raising himself, placed his hands on my breast, ex¬ 
claimed, Gattanewa! and then on his own said, Apotee, to remind 
me we had exchanged names. 
When I had reached the summit of the mountain, I stopped 
to contemplate that valley which, in the morning, we had viewed 
in all its beauty, the scene of abundance and happines—a long line 
of smoaking ruins now marked our traces from one end to the 
other; the opposite hills were covered with the unhappy fugitives, 
and the whole presented a scene of desolation and horror. Un¬ 
happy and heroic people! the victims of your own courage and 
mistaken pride, while the instruments of your own fate, shed the 
fears of pity over your misfortunes, thousands of your country¬ 
men (nay, brethren of the same family) triumphed in your distres¬ 
ses! 
I shall not fatigue myself or the reader by a longer account 
of this expedition; we spent the night with the Happahs, wh© 
supplied us most abundantly, and next morning, at daylight, start¬ 
ed for Madison’s Ville, where we arrived about eight o’clock, after 
an absence of three nights and two days, during which time wc 
marched upwards of sixty miles, by paths which had never before 
been trodden but by the natives. Several of my stoutest men were 
for a long time laid up by sickness occasioned by their excessive 
