In 1802, a trading ship left Boston, England, with the intent of buying furs from the natives of the Pacific coast of North America and selling them in China. In March 1803 it stopped at Nootka Sound, a harbor on the west coast of Vancouver Island. The captain insulted the chief of the local band of Nootka Indians (the politically correct name is now Nuu-chah-nulth), whose name was Maquinna, who had been insulted and robbed by white sailors before. While some sailors were out fishing, a party of Indians boarded the ship and killed everyone but two sailors (those fishing were killed separately), 19-year-old armourer John Jewitt and 40something sailmaker John Thompson, a veteran of the Napoleonic wars. Jewitt was wounded, but Maquinna spared his life; Thompson hid during the attack, and after the Indians found him, Jewitt begged Maquinna to spare Thompson's life by pretending that he was Jewitt's father. The armourer and the sailmaker became slaves of Maquinna for the next 28 months. Jewitt kept a journal in a blank logbook that came from the ship, making ink from berry juice and powdered coal. He made daggers, harpoons, clubs for his master, and rings and bracelets for his son; he learned the Nootka language, observed and recorded Nootka life and customs, participated in a raid on another tribe and acquired four slaves of his own, and even married a young woman from a neighboring tribe, fathering a mestizo child. In July 1805 one of the letters to European ships he sent through the neighboring tribes, in secret from Maquinna, reached its destination; an English ship showed up at Nootka Sound, arrested Maquinna, who boarded it with a letter from Jewitt that told of the massacre, and exchanged him for Jewitt and Thompson. After author Richard Alsop made a book out of Jewitt's journal, Jewitt became a small celebrity; the book was even made into a play staged in Philadelphia; however, he died in obscurity.
Overall, the lives of the Nootka were remarkably healthy, compared to the lives of contemporary Manchester textile workers or Russian peasants (but of course, a square kilometer of land could support many more of the latter than of the former). The Indians ate a lot of fish, fish roe, whale blubber, berries and roots. Their society consisted of Maquinna, who had nine wives and about fifty slaves, male and female (the latter he pimped to the passing white sailors), other chiefs, who were the only ones allowed multiple wives and slaves, and about 500 common warriors with their families. They hunted whales, fought their neighbors (mostly to capture slaves), prayed to a supreme being (there used to be an annual human sacrifice, but Maquinna's father abolished it and substituted a display of indifference to pain instead). There were some arduous rituals performed before a whale hunt and war, a lot of trade between tribes in goods and slaves (many chiefs wanted to buy Jewitt, a skilled armourer, but Maquinna refused to sell him), potlatch ceremonies. The technology of the Nootka was remarkably primitive; they did not have pottery, but instead boiled water by putting hot rocks into a wooden tub; they did not fasten the roofs of their houses to the posts in any way, and in a storm climbed on the roof naked and held the planks with the weight of their bodies, praying for the rain to stop. They adopted some Western technology but not other; Jewitt found it remarkable that, while Maquinna had many firearms, he did not use them while raiding other tribes, but he did like and used the iron harpoon and dagger Jewitt made for him. What is amazing is how much Jewitt adjusted to Nootka life in his 28 months of life among the tribe, which the older Thompson did not; for example, Maquinna once remarked that Thompson did not laugh at the tricks of a Nootka jester - which means that Jewitt did laugh at them! Although Jewitt takes pains to explain that he only got married because Maquinna threatened him with death if he did not, somehow he had enough attraction to his wife to father a child. I would not be surprised if, had a European ship not come for two more years, Jewitt would have become another Gonzalo Guerrero.
One thing I learned from this book is that the Nootka ate a lot of salal, and even preserved it for the winter. I see it growing all over the place, but I've never tried eating it (I didn't even know what this berry is called). Perhaps I should try it next year.