He said to them, “by signs as best he could,” that since he was thus wounded, they were to invite the Admiral to come to visit him.  As they were going away, he gave each of them a golden jewel, as each “appeared to him to deserve it.”  “This gold,” says Dr. Chanca, “is made in very delicate sheets, like our gold leaf, because they use it for making masks and to plate upon bitumen.  They also wear it on the head and for earrings and nose-rings, and therefore they beat it very thin as they only wear it for its beauty and not for its value.”

The Admiral decided to go to the cacique on the next day.  He was visited early in the day by his brother, who hurried on the visit.

The Admiral went on shore and all the best people (gente de pro) with him, “handsomely dressed, as would be suitable in a capital city.”  They carried presents with them, as they had already received gold from him.

“When we arrived, we found him lying in his bed, according to their custom, hanging in the air, the bed being made of cotton like a net.  He did not rise, but from the bed made a semblance of courtesy, as best he knew how.  He showed much feeling, with tears in his eyes, at the death of the Christians, and began to talk of it, showing, as best he could, how some died of sickness, and how others had gone to Canoaboa to seek for the gold mine, and that they had been killed there, and how the others had been killed in their town.”

He presented to the Admiral some gold and precious stones.  One of the accounts says that there were eight hundred beads of a stone called ciba, one hundred of gold, a golden coronet, and three small calabashes filled with gold dust.  Columbus, in return, made him a present.

“I and a navy surgeon were there,” says Dr. Chanca.  “The Admiral now said that we were learned in the infirmities of men, and asked if he would show us the wound.  He replied that it pleased him to do so.  I said that it would be necessary, if he could, for him to go out of the house, since with the multitudes of people it was dark, and we could not see well.  He did it immediately, as I believe, more from timidity than from choice.  The surgeon came to him and began to take off the bandage.  Then he said to the Admiral that the injury was caused by ciba, that is, by a stone.  When it was unbandaged we managed to examine it.  It is certain that he was no more injured in that leg than in the other, although he pretended that it was very painful.”

The Spaniards did not know what to believe.  But it seemed certain that an attack of some enemy upon these Indians had taken place, and the Admiral determined to continue upon good terms with them.  Nor did he change this policy toward Guacanagari.  How far that chief had tried to prevent the massacre will never be known.  The detail of the story was never fully drawn from the natives.  The Spaniards had been cruel and licentious in their dealing with the Indians.  They had quarrelled among themselves, and the indignant natives, in revenge, had destroyed them all.