The Arizona champion., 1891-04-25
ONE AGAINST A HUNDRED.
An Adventure in the South
 Pacific Ocean.
sAvAGEs WHO FousaT WITH SPADES
Heroic Defense of Ship Attacked by
 Horde of 0annibals.

this town, sailed from Woods Holl as third officer in the ship Awashonks, Capt Collins, on four years cruise Id the South Pacific ocean. This voyage was one of most intense excitement and hairhreadth adventure, and, while Capt. Jones is of quiet and unassuming character and not fond. of putting his glory before the world, yet your core spondent obtained story full of interest and one that is not known to have been published. although in years past 1t was theme of much discussion.
 The vessel had crew of about thirty | Ave men, including captain, first, second and third officers. and made the voyage around Cape Horn without incident. She cruised about the South seas, and when eighteen months out had 900 barrels of fine oil in her hold.
 Closing in with group of islands just north of the equator, Capt. Collins de- cided to make trade with the natives The ship was hove to, with most of her sails set. in small bay where the calm water reflected the strip of white sand, green palms and tropical plants that skirted it's margin as well as the purple hills of the interior.
 A number of native dugouts put out to the ship and made fast to her chains, and the savages clambered over the ves- sells rail At favorable signal fierce yell burst from their dusky throats, caus- | ing the ears of those who heard 1t to tremble and their hearts to quail. In less time than it takes to write 1t the ships decks were full of natives. and the unarmed crew made for the rigging, jib- booms and forecastle, in fact anywhere to escape the bloodthirsty islanders.
 The fight that ensued was desperate and indiscrbninate melee. The natives had been 50 sure of surprise that they had formed no plan of attack, depending entirely on their overwhelming numbers. At the first rush Capt. Collins and the second mate were engaged in R hand-to- hand conflict with some of the savages who had availed themselves of the ships cutting in spades, and the poor men were immediately hacked to pieces Thomas Clifford. of Falmouth, seaman, made a bolt for tho forecastle, and received a ! hlow from spade. He carries the scar acyoss his forehead to this day. and 1t Is a most unpleasant reminder of that bloody massacre.
 Capt Jones, then a youth of about 20, found himself surrounded by number of infuriat,d natives. each struggling for a whack at him with the keen edged spades He managed to parry tho blows, Jumping into the vessels hold and crawled among the tiers of oil casks into the cabin Hero he found the steward and two seamen on the floor, covered with wounds. inflicted by the murderous spades. The rest of the ships company were either aloft or cooped up in the | sorecastle. In one corner of the cabin was the magazine containing the muskets and ammunition. Seizing the muskets, Capt. Jones gave them to the wounded men to load. while he set about rescuing the Awashonks.
 The natives were scattered over the deck stealing what they could get their hands on. They piucked up the ring bolts from the decks and rails and tugged at them when two tons strain would not have pulled them out. They pricd at bolts and straps, picked at nail heads, wrenched down kettles and stove pipes and threw them Into the canoes. The chief. an Ill visaged rascal, was at the wheel endeavoring to beach the ves- sel, but he was not up in navigation. First he put the wheel down. and the sails not filling he put the wheel up. Slowly the Awashonks headed off and gathered headway toward the beach. ! An Indian who lived in Mashpee, some ten miles from here, cut the braces and the sails were taken aback. A shower of arrows and heathenish maledictions were hurled at him as he sought shelter In the tops. The vessel lost headway, i but the chief continued his experiment without the rudder.
 The cabin. where Capt. Jones had taken refuge, was lighted by two win dows in tho stern and largo skylight overhead. When the enemy peered into these apertures a well directed bullet sent them away in hot haste. For over an hour this skirmish between desper- i ate man and hundred murderers con- ! tinued. AS fast as the wounded men ] could load tho muskets Capt. Jones | would put their contents where they did the most good, and the islanders began to have wholesome fears of the windows and set about deyising sone better method of attack.
 | Looking up through the skylight dur ing the quiet that followed Capt. Jones saw the chief at the wheel in his frantic endcayors to beach the vessel Taking careful aim O. his brood, naked chest, he pulled tho trigger. The bullet passed through the deck. and having spent its force, rolled along the piahking to to chiefs very feet ess ..s
 The savage left the helm, inspected the bullet l,ole. and then laid piece of board l over the rl!iutered plank; he then re- turned to tils wheel as unconcerned as could be. Another bullet from the mus ket pierced his heart and the lifeless form 1 rolled into tine scuppers.
 At the death of their chieftain the isl- ! anders fed panic stricken to tho shore, and inc Awashonks was Iaboriously put to sen. Sha soon fell in with merchant man. Cant. Proctor, and was brought I into Woods Uoll by portion Of the
 Capt. Jones was offered a masters berth hv the owners of the whaler he had so brayely defended, and up to 1884 he fol. lowed the sea in that capacity. Three of inc crew. now live in this vicinity, and two of them bear scars that tell tale of sore wounds received in the frny,-Fal-