Guacanagari was the cacique.

His town was yonder! They pointed to a misty headland beyond St.Thomas's bay.
The Indian from the great canoe came aboard, a handsome fellow, and he brought presents not like any we had seen.

There was a width of cotton embroidered thick with bits of gleaming shell and bone, but what was most welcome was a huge wooden mask with eyes and tongue of gold.

Fray Ignatio crossed himself.

"The devil they worship,--poor lost sheep!" The third gift was a considerable piece of that mixed and imperfect gold which afterwards we called guanin.