the action, was publicly flogged, as a warning to others.
On the 28th, the natives entertained our people with a boxing match; and such athletic exercises, in which they were much inferior to the Friendly Islanders, were repeated at other times. Captain Cook, on his part, entertained them with a display of fire-works; at which they were greatly astonished.
On thursday, Jan. 28th, died William Watman, an old gunner, long attached to the Captain, whom he had served in all his voyages. He had gone into Greenwich hospital with his beloved Captain, and quitted it with him, to follow his fortunes; and was now cut off by a paralytic stroke, only a few days before him. At the King's desire, he was buried at the morai; Kaoo and the other priests attended in silence, while the funeral service was reading; when the grave was filling up, they threw in a dead pig, with some cocoa-nuts and plantains; and for three nights following, they attended at the grave, sacrificing hogs, and chanting hymns and prayers, which continued till day-break.
The ships being in great want of fuel, the Captain, through Mr. King, sought to purchase the wooden rails of the morai; which the priests readily granted, without stipulating for any return. The sailors, in removing the wood, carried off the whole semicircle of images; which Captain Cook observing, mentioned to Kaoo, who shewed no indignation at the sacrilege, but simply desired that the central image should be restored.
As the resources of the country were beginning to be drained, by the vast supplies required for the
