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+Transcribed from the 1908 Chatto &amp; Windus edition by David Price,
+email ccx074@coventry.ac.uk<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+IN THE SOUTH SEAS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+PART 1: THE MARQUESAS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER I - AN ISLAND LANDFALL<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+For nearly ten years my health had been declining; and for some while
+before I set forth upon my voyage, I believed I was come to the afterpiece
+of life, and had only the nurse and undertaker to expect.&nbsp; It was
+suggested that I should try the South Seas; and I was not unwilling
+to visit like a ghost, and be carried like a bale, among scenes that
+had attracted me in youth and health.&nbsp; I chartered accordingly
+Dr. Merrit&rsquo;s schooner yacht, the <i>Casco</i>, seventy-four tons
+register; sailed from San Francisco towards the end of June 1888, visited
+the eastern islands, and was left early the next year at Honolulu.&nbsp;
+Hence, lacking courage to return to my old life of the house and sick-room,
+I set forth to leeward in a trading schooner, the <i>Equator</i>, of
+a little over seventy tons, spent four months among the atolls (low
+coral islands) of the Gilbert group, and reached Samoa towards the close
+of &lsquo;89.&nbsp; By that time gratitude and habit were beginning
+to attach me to the islands; I had gained a competency of strength;
+I had made friends; I had learned new interests; the time of my voyages
+had passed like days in fairyland; and I decided to remain.&nbsp; I
+began to prepare these pages at sea, on a third cruise, in the trading
+steamer <i>Janet Nicoll</i>.&nbsp; If more days are granted me, they
+shall be passed where I have found life most pleasant and man most interesting;
+the axes of my black boys are already clearing the foundations of my
+future house; and I must learn to address readers from the uttermost
+parts of the sea.<br>
+<br>
+That I should thus have reversed the verdict of Lord Tennyson&rsquo;s
+hero is less eccentric than appears.&nbsp; Few men who come to the islands
+leave them; they grow grey where they alighted; the palm shades and
+the trade-wind fans them till they die, perhaps cherishing to the last
+the fancy of a visit home, which is rarely made, more rarely enjoyed,
+and yet more rarely repeated.&nbsp; No part of the world exerts the
+same attractive power upon the visitor, and the task before me is to
+communicate to fireside travellers some sense of its seduction, and
+to describe the life, at sea and ashore, of many hundred thousand persons,
+some of our own blood and language, all our contemporaries, and yet
+as remote in thought and habit as Rob Roy or Barbarossa, the Apostles
+or the Caesars.<br>
+<br>
+The first experience can never be repeated.&nbsp; The first love, the
+first sunrise, the first South Sea island, are memories apart and touched
+a virginity of sense.&nbsp; On the 28th of July 1888 the moon was an
+hour down by four in the morning.&nbsp; In the east a radiating centre
+of brightness told of the day; and beneath, on the skyline, the morning
+bank was already building, black as ink.&nbsp; We have all read of the
+swiftness of the day&rsquo;s coming and departure in low latitudes;
+it is a point on which the scientific and sentimental tourist are at
+one, and has inspired some tasteful poetry.&nbsp; The period certainly
+varies with the season; but here is one case exactly noted.&nbsp; Although
+the dawn was thus preparing by four, the sun was not up till six; and
+it was half-past five before we could distinguish our expected islands
+from the clouds on the horizon.&nbsp; Eight degrees south, and the day
+two hours a-coming.&nbsp; The interval was passed on deck in the silence
+of expectation, the customary thrill of landfall heightened by the strangeness
+of the shores that we were then approaching.&nbsp; Slowly they took
+shape in the attenuating darkness.&nbsp; Ua-huna, piling up to a truncated
+summit, appeared the first upon the starboard bow; almost abeam arose
+our destination, Nuka-hiva, whelmed in cloud; and betwixt and to the
+southward, the first rays of the sun displayed the needles of Ua-pu.&nbsp;
+These pricked about the line of the horizon; like the pinnacles of some
+ornate and monstrous church, they stood there, in the sparkling brightness
+of the morning, the fit signboard of a world of wonders.<br>
+<br>
+Not one soul aboard the <i>Casco</i> had set foot upon the islands,
+or knew, except by accident, one word of any of the island tongues;
+and it was with something perhaps of the same anxious pleasure as thrilled
+the bosom of discoverers that we drew near these problematic shores.&nbsp;
+The land heaved up in peaks and rising vales; it fell in cliffs and
+buttresses; its colour ran through fifty modulations in a scale of pearl
+and rose and olive; and it was crowned above by opalescent clouds.&nbsp;
+The suffusion of vague hues deceived the eye; the shadows of clouds
+were confounded with the articulations of the mountains; and the isle
+and its unsubstantial canopy rose and shimmered before us like a single
+mass.&nbsp; There was no beacon, no smoke of towns to be expected, no
+plying pilot.&nbsp; Somewhere, in that pale phantasmagoria of cliff
+and cloud, our haven lay concealed; and somewhere to the east of it
+- the only sea-mark given - a certain headland, known indifferently
+as Cape Adam and Eve, or Cape Jack and Jane, and distinguished by two
+colossal figures, the gross statuary of nature.&nbsp; These we were
+to find; for these we craned and stared, focused glasses, and wrangled
+over charts; and the sun was overhead and the land close ahead before
+we found them.&nbsp; To a ship approaching, like the <i>Casco</i>, from
+the north, they proved indeed the least conspicuous features of a striking
+coast; the surf flying high above its base; strange, austere, and feathered
+mountains rising behind; and Jack and Jane, or Adam and Eve, impending
+like a pair of warts above the breakers.<br>
+<br>
+Thence we bore away along shore.&nbsp; On our port beam we might hear
+the explosions of the surf; a few birds flew fishing under the prow;
+there was no other sound or mark of life, whether of man or beast, in
+all that quarter of the island.&nbsp; Winged by her own impetus and
+the dying breeze, the <i>Casco</i> skimmed under cliffs, opened out
+a cove, showed us a beach and some green trees, and flitted by again,
+bowing to the swell.&nbsp; The trees, from our distance, might have
+been hazel; the beach might have been in Europe; the mountain forms
+behind modelled in little from the Alps, and the forest which clustered
+on their ramparts a growth no more considerable than our Scottish heath.&nbsp;
+Again the cliff yawned, but now with a deeper entry; and the <i>Casco</i>,
+hauling her wind, began to slide into the bay of Anaho.&nbsp; The cocoa-palm,
+that giraffe of vegetables, so graceful, so ungainly, to the European
+eye so foreign, was to be seen crowding on the beach, and climbing and
+fringing the steep sides of mountains.&nbsp; Rude and bare hills embraced
+the inlet upon either hand; it was enclosed to the landward by a bulk
+of shattered mountains.&nbsp; In every crevice of that barrier the forest
+harboured, roosting and nestling there like birds about a ruin; and
+far above, it greened and roughened the razor edges of the summit.<br>
+<br>
+Under the eastern shore, our schooner, now bereft of any breeze, continued
+to creep in: the smart creature, when once under way, appearing motive
+in herself.&nbsp; From close aboard arose the bleating of young lambs;
+a bird sang in the hillside; the scent of the land and of a hundred
+fruits or flowers flowed forth to meet us; and, presently, a house or
+two appeared, standing high upon the ankles of the hills, and one of
+these surrounded with what seemed a garden.&nbsp; These conspicuous
+habitations, that patch of culture, had we but known it, were a mark
+of the passage of whites; and we might have approached a hundred islands
+and not found their parallel.&nbsp; It was longer ere we spied the native
+village, standing (in the universal fashion) close upon a curve of beach,
+close under a grove of palms; the sea in front growling and whitening
+on a concave arc of reef.&nbsp; For the cocoa-tree and the island man
+are both lovers and neighbours of the surf.&nbsp; &lsquo;The coral waxes,
+the palm grows, but man departs,&rsquo; says the sad Tahitian proverb;
+but they are all three, so long as they endure, co-haunters of the beach.&nbsp;
+The mark of anchorage was a blow-hole in the rocks, near the south-easterly
+corner of the bay.&nbsp; Punctually to our use, the blow-hole spouted;
+the schooner turned upon her heel; the anchor plunged.&nbsp; It was
+a small sound, a great event; my soul went down with these moorings
+whence no windlass may extract nor any diver fish it up; and I, and
+some part of my ship&rsquo;s company, were from that hour the bondslaves
+of the isles of Vivien.<br>
+<br>
+Before yet the anchor plunged a canoe was already paddling from the
+hamlet.&nbsp; It contained two men: one white, one brown and tattooed
+across the face with bands of blue, both in immaculate white European
+clothes: the resident trader, Mr. Regler, and the native chief, Taipi-Kikino.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Captain, is it permitted to come on board?&rsquo; were the first
+words we heard among the islands.&nbsp; Canoe followed canoe till the
+ship swarmed with stalwart, six-foot men in every stage of undress;
+some in a shirt, some in a loin-cloth, one in a handkerchief imperfectly
+adjusted; some, and these the more considerable, tattooed from head
+to foot in awful patterns; some barbarous and knived; one, who sticks
+in my memory as something bestial, squatting on his hams in a canoe,
+sucking an orange and spitting it out again to alternate sides with
+ape-like vivacity - all talking, and we could not understand one word;
+all trying to trade with us who had no thought of trading, or offering
+us island curios at prices palpably absurd.&nbsp; There was no word
+of welcome; no show of civility; no hand extended save that of the chief
+and Mr. Regler.&nbsp; As we still continued to refuse the proffered
+articles, complaint ran high and rude; and one, the jester of the party,
+railed upon our meanness amid jeering laughter.&nbsp; Amongst other
+angry pleasantries - &lsquo;Here is a mighty fine ship,&rsquo; said
+he, &lsquo;to have no money on board!&rsquo;&nbsp; I own I was inspired
+with sensible repugnance; even with alarm.&nbsp; The ship was manifestly
+in their power; we had women on board; I knew nothing of my guests beyond
+the fact that they were cannibals; the Directory (my only guide) was
+full of timid cautions; and as for the trader, whose presence might
+else have reassured me, were not whites in the Pacific the usual instigators
+and accomplices of native outrage?&nbsp; When he reads this confession,
+our kind friend, Mr. Regler, can afford to smile.<br>
+<br>
+Later in the day, as I sat writing up my journal, the cabin was filled
+from end to end with Marquesans: three brown-skinned generations, squatted
+cross-legged upon the floor, and regarding me in silence with embarrassing
+eyes.&nbsp; The eyes of all Polynesians are large, luminous, and melting;
+they are like the eyes of animals and some Italians.&nbsp; A kind of
+despair came over me, to sit there helpless under all these staring
+orbs, and be thus blocked in a corner of my cabin by this speechless
+crowd: and a kind of rage to think they were beyond the reach of articulate
+communication, like furred animals, or folk born deaf, or the dwellers
+of some alien planet.<br>
+<br>
+To cross the Channel is, for a boy of twelve, to change heavens; to
+cross the Atlantic, for a man of twenty-four, is hardly to modify his
+diet.&nbsp; But I was now escaped out of the shadow of the Roman empire,
+under whose toppling monuments we were all cradled, whose laws and letters
+are on every hand of us, constraining and preventing.&nbsp; I was now
+to see what men might be whose fathers had never studied Virgil, had
+never been conquered by Caesar, and never been ruled by the wisdom of
+Gaius or Papinian.&nbsp; By the same step I had journeyed forth out
+of that comfortable zone of kindred languages, where the curse of Babel
+is so easy to be remedied; and my new fellow-creatures sat before me
+dumb like images.&nbsp; Methought, in my travels, all human relation
+was to be excluded; and when I returned home (for in those days I still
+projected my return) I should have but dipped into a picture-book without
+a text.&nbsp; Nay, and I even questioned if my travels should be much
+prolonged; perhaps they were destined to a speedy end; perhaps my subsequent
+friend, Kauanui, whom I remarked there, sitting silent with the rest,
+for a man of some authority, might leap from his hams with an ear-splitting
+signal, the ship be carried at a rush, and the ship&rsquo;s company
+butchered for the table.<br>
+<br>
+There could be nothing more natural than these apprehensions, nor anything
+more groundless.&nbsp; In my experience of the islands, I had never
+again so menacing a reception; were I to meet with such to-day, I should
+be more alarmed and tenfold more surprised.&nbsp; The majority of Polynesians
+are easy folk to get in touch with, frank, fond of notice, greedy of
+the least affection, like amiable, fawning dogs; and even with the Marquesans,
+so recently and so imperfectly redeemed from a blood-boltered barbarism,
+all were to become our intimates, and one, at least, was to mourn sincerely
+our departure.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER II - MAKING FRIENDS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The impediment of tongues was one that I particularly over-estimated.&nbsp;
+The languages of Polynesia are easy to smatter, though hard to speak
+with elegance.&nbsp; And they are extremely similar, so that a person
+who has a tincture of one or two may risk, not without hope, an attempt
+upon the others.<br>
+<br>
+And again, not only is Polynesian easy to smatter, but interpreters
+abound.&nbsp; Missionaries, traders, and broken white folk living on
+the bounty of the natives, are to be found in almost every isle and
+hamlet; and even where these are unserviceable, the natives themselves
+have often scraped up a little English, and in the French zone (though
+far less commonly) a little French-English, or an efficient pidgin,
+what is called to the westward &lsquo;Beach-la-Mar,&rsquo; comes easy
+to the Polynesian; it is now taught, besides, in the schools of Hawaii;
+and from the multiplicity of British ships, and the nearness of the
+States on the one hand and the colonies on the other, it may be called,
+and will almost certainly become, the tongue of the Pacific.&nbsp; I
+will instance a few examples.&nbsp; I met in Majuro a Marshall Island
+boy who spoke excellent English; this he had learned in the German firm
+in Jaluit, yet did not speak one word of German.&nbsp; I heard from
+a gendarme who had taught school in Rapa-iti that while the children
+had the utmost difficulty or reluctance to learn French, they picked
+up English on the wayside, and as if by accident.&nbsp; On one of the
+most out-of-the-way atolls in the Carolines, my friend Mr. Benjamin
+Hird was amazed to find the lads playing cricket on the beach and talking
+English; and it was in English that the crew of the <i>Janet Nicoll</i>,
+a set of black boys from different Melanesian islands, communicated
+with other natives throughout the cruise, transmitted orders, and sometimes
+jested together on the fore-hatch.&nbsp; But what struck me perhaps
+most of all was a word I heard on the verandah of the Tribunal at Noumea.&nbsp;
+A case had just been heard - a trial for infanticide against an ape-like
+native woman; and the audience were smoking cigarettes as they awaited
+the verdict.&nbsp; An anxious, amiable French lady, not far from tears,
+was eager for acquittal, and declared she would engage the prisoner
+to be her children&rsquo;s nurse.&nbsp; The bystanders exclaimed at
+the proposal; the woman was a savage, said they, and spoke no language.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;<i>Mais, vous savez</i>,&rsquo; objected the fair sentimentalist;
+&lsquo;<i>ils apprennent si vite l&rsquo;anglais</i>!&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+But to be able to speak to people is not all.&nbsp; And in the first
+stage of my relations with natives I was helped by two things.&nbsp;
+To begin with, I was the show-man of the <i>Casco</i>.&nbsp; She, her
+fine lines, tall spars, and snowy decks, the crimson fittings of the
+saloon, and the white, the gilt, and the repeating mirrors of the tiny
+cabin, brought us a hundred visitors.&nbsp; The men fathomed out her
+dimensions with their arms, as their fathers fathomed out the ships
+of Cook; the women declared the cabins more lovely than a church; bouncing
+Junos were never weary of sitting in the chairs and contemplating in
+the glass their own bland images; and I have seen one lady strip up
+her dress, and, with cries of wonder and delight, rub herself bare-breeched
+upon the velvet cushions.&nbsp; Biscuit, jam, and syrup was the entertainment;
+and, as in European parlours, the photograph album went the round.&nbsp;
+This sober gallery, their everyday costumes and physiognomies, had become
+transformed, in three weeks&rsquo; sailing, into things wonderful and
+rich and foreign; alien faces, barbaric dresses, they were now beheld
+and fingered, in the swerving cabin, with innocent excitement and surprise.&nbsp;
+Her Majesty was often recognised, and I have seen French subjects kiss
+her photograph; Captain Speedy - in an Abyssinian war-dress, supposed
+to be the uniform of the British army - met with much acceptance; and
+the effigies of Mr. Andrew Lang were admired in the Marquesas.&nbsp;
+There is the place for him to go when he shall be weary of Middlesex
+and Homer.<br>
+<br>
+It was perhaps yet more important that I had enjoyed in my youth some
+knowledge of our Scots folk of the Highlands and the Islands.&nbsp;
+Not much beyond a century has passed since these were in the same convulsive
+and transitionary state as the Marquesans of to-day.&nbsp; In both cases
+an alien authority enforced, the clans disarmed, the chiefs deposed,
+new customs introduced, and chiefly that fashion of regarding money
+as the means and object of existence.&nbsp; The commercial age, in each,
+succeeding at a bound to an age of war abroad and patriarchal communism
+at home.&nbsp; In one the cherished practice of tattooing, in the other
+a cherished costume, proscribed.&nbsp; In each a main luxury cut off:
+beef, driven under cloud of night from Lowland pastures, denied to the
+meat-loving Highlander; long-pig, pirated from the next village, to
+the man-eating Kanaka.&nbsp; The grumbling, the secret ferment, the
+fears and resentments, the alarms and sudden councils of Marquesan chiefs,
+reminded me continually of the days of Lovat and Struan.&nbsp; Hospitality,
+tact, natural fine manners, and a touchy punctilio, are common to both
+races: common to both tongues the trick of dropping medial consonants.&nbsp;
+Here is a table of two widespread Polynesian words:-<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<pre>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</pre><pre><i>House</i></pre><pre>.&nbsp; </pre><pre><i>Love.
+
+</i></pre><pre>Tahitian&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; FARE&nbsp; &nbsp; AROHA
+
+New Zealand&nbsp; WHARE
+
+Samoan&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; FALE&nbsp; &nbsp; TALOFA
+
+Manihiki&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; FALE&nbsp; &nbsp; ALOHA
+
+Hawaiian&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; HALE&nbsp; &nbsp; ALOHA
+
+Marquesan&nbsp; &nbsp; HA&rsquo;E&nbsp; &nbsp; KAOHA
+
+
+</pre><p>The elision of medial consonants, so marked in these Marquesan
+instances, is no less common both in Gaelic and the Lowland Scots.&nbsp;
+Stranger still, that prevalent Polynesian sound, the so-called catch,
+written with an apostrophe, and often or always the gravestone of a
+perished consonant, is to be heard in Scotland to this day.&nbsp; When
+a Scot pronounces water, better, or bottle - <i>wa&rsquo;er, be&rsquo;er</i>,
+or <i>bo&rsquo;le</i> - the sound is precisely that of the catch; and
+I think we may go beyond, and say, that if such a population could be
+isolated, and this mispronunciation should become the rule, it might
+prove the first stage of transition from <i>t</i> to <i>k</i>, which
+is the disease of Polynesian languages.&nbsp; The tendency of the Marquesans,
+however, is to urge against consonants, or at least on the very common
+letter <i>l</i>, a war of mere extermination.&nbsp; A hiatus is agreeable
+to any Polynesian ear; the ear even of the stranger soon grows used
+to these barbaric voids; but only in the Marquesan will you find such
+names as <i>Haaii</i> and <i>Paaaeua</i>, when each individual vowel
+must be separately uttered.<br>
+<br>
+These points of similarity between a South Sea people and some of my
+own folk at home ran much in my head in the islands; and not only inclined
+me to view my fresh acquaintances with favour, but continually modified
+my judgment.&nbsp; A polite Englishman comes to-day to the Marquesans
+and is amazed to find the men tattooed; polite Italians came not long
+ago to England and found our fathers stained with woad; and when I paid
+the return visit as a little boy, I was highly diverted with the backwardness
+of Italy: so insecure, so much a matter of the day and hour, is the
+pre-eminence of race.&nbsp; It was so that I hit upon a means of communication
+which I recommend to travellers.&nbsp; When I desired any detail of
+savage custom, or of superstitious belief, I cast back in the story
+of my fathers, and fished for what I wanted with some trait of equal
+barbarism: Michael Scott, Lord Derwentwater&rsquo;s head, the second-sight,
+the Water Kelpie, - each of these I have found to be a killing bait;
+the black bull&rsquo;s head of Stirling procured me the legend of <i>Rahero</i>;
+and what I knew of the Cluny Macphersons, or the Appin Stewarts, enabled
+me to learn, and helped me to understand, about the <i>Tevas</i> of
+Tahiti.&nbsp; The native was no longer ashamed, his sense of kinship
+grew warmer, and his lips were opened.&nbsp; It is this sense of kinship
+that the traveller must rouse and share; or he had better content himself
+with travels from the blue bed to the brown.&nbsp; And the presence
+of one Cockney titterer will cause a whole party to walk in clouds of
+darkness.<br>
+<br>
+The hamlet of Anaho stands on a margin of flat land between the west
+of the beach and the spring of the impending mountains.&nbsp; A grove
+of palms, perpetually ruffling its green fans, carpets it (as for a
+triumph) with fallen branches, and shades it like an arbour.&nbsp; A
+road runs from end to end of the covert among beds of flowers, the milliner&rsquo;s
+shop of the community; and here and there, in the grateful twilight,
+in an air filled with a diversity of scents, and still within hearing
+of the surf upon the reef, the native houses stand in scattered neighbourhood.&nbsp;
+The same word, as we have seen, represents in many tongues of Polynesia,
+with scarce a shade of difference, the abode of man.&nbsp; But although
+the word be the same, the structure itself continually varies; and the
+Marquesan, among the most backward and barbarous of islanders, is yet
+the most commodiously lodged.&nbsp; The grass huts of Hawaii, the birdcage
+houses of Tahiti, or the open shed, with the crazy Venetian blinds,
+of the polite Samoan - none of these can be compared with the Marquesan
+<i>paepae-hae</i>, or dwelling platform.&nbsp; The paepae is an oblong
+terrace built without cement or black volcanic stone, from twenty to
+fifty feet in length, raised from four to eight feet from the earth,
+and accessible by a broad stair.&nbsp; Along the back of this, and coming
+to about half its width, runs the open front of the house, like a covered
+gallery: the interior sometimes neat and almost elegant in its bareness,
+the sleeping space divided off by an endlong coaming, some bright raiment
+perhaps hanging from a nail, and a lamp and one of White&rsquo;s sewing-machines
+the only marks of civilization.&nbsp; On the outside, at one end of
+the terrace, burns the cooking-fire under a shed; at the other there
+is perhaps a pen for pigs; the remainder is the evening lounge and <i>al
+fresco</i> banquet-hall of the inhabitants.&nbsp; To some houses water
+is brought down the mountains in bamboo pipes, perforated for the sake
+of sweetness.&nbsp; With the Highland comparison in my mind, I was struck
+to remember the sluttish mounds of turf and stone in which I have sat
+and been entertained in the Hebrides and the North Islands.&nbsp; Two
+things, I suppose, explain the contrast.&nbsp; In Scotland wood is rare,
+and with materials so rude as turf and stone the very hope of neatness
+is excluded.&nbsp; And in Scotland it is cold.&nbsp; Shelter and a hearth
+are needs so pressing that a man looks not beyond; he is out all day
+after a bare bellyful, and at night when he saith, &lsquo;Aha, it is
+warm!&rsquo; he has not appetite for more.&nbsp; Or if for something
+else, then something higher; a fine school of poetry and song arose
+in these rough shelters, and an air like &lsquo;<i>Lochaber no more</i>&rsquo;
+is an evidence of refinement more convincing, as well as more imperishable,
+than a palace.<br>
+<br>
+To one such dwelling platform a considerable troop of relatives and
+dependants resort.&nbsp; In the hour of the dusk, when the fire blazes,
+and the scent of the cooked breadfruit fills the air, and perhaps the
+lamp glints already between the pillars and the house, you shall behold
+them silently assemble to this meal, men, women, and children; and the
+dogs and pigs frisk together up the terrace stairway, switching rival
+tails.&nbsp; The strangers from the ship were soon equally welcome:
+welcome to dip their fingers in the wooden dish, to drink cocoanuts,
+to share the circulating pipe, and to hear and hold high debate about
+the misdeeds of the French, the Panama Canal, or the geographical position
+of San Francisco and New Yo&rsquo;ko.&nbsp; In a Highland hamlet, quite
+out of reach of any tourist, I have met the same plain and dignified
+hospitality.<br>
+<br>
+I have mentioned two facts - the distasteful behaviour of our earliest
+visitors, and the case of the lady who rubbed herself upon the cushions
+- which would give a very false opinion of Marquesan manners.&nbsp;
+The great majority of Polynesians are excellently mannered; but the
+Marquesan stands apart, annoying and attractive, wild, shy, and refined.&nbsp;
+If you make him a present he affects to forget it, and it must be offered
+him again at his going: a pretty formality I have found nowhere else.&nbsp;
+A hint will get rid of any one or any number; they are so fiercely proud
+and modest; while many of the more lovable but blunter islanders crowd
+upon a stranger, and can be no more driven off than flies.&nbsp; A slight
+or an insult the Marquesan seems never to forget.&nbsp; I was one day
+talking by the wayside with my friend Hoka, when I perceived his eyes
+suddenly to flash and his stature to swell.&nbsp; A white horseman was
+coming down the mountain, and as he passed, and while he paused to exchange
+salutations with myself, Hoka was still staring and ruffling like a
+gamecock.&nbsp; It was a Corsican who had years before called him <i>cochon
+sauvage - co&ccedil;on chauvage</i>, as Hoka mispronounced it.&nbsp;
+With people so nice and so touchy, it was scarce to be supposed that
+our company of greenhorns should not blunder into offences.&nbsp; Hoka,
+on one of his visits, fell suddenly in a brooding silence, and presently
+after left the ship with cold formality.&nbsp; When he took me back
+into favour, he adroitly and pointedly explained the nature of my offence:
+I had asked him to sell cocoa-nuts; and in Hoka&rsquo;s view articles
+of food were things that a gentleman should give, not sell; or at least
+that he should not sell to any friend.&nbsp; On another occasion I gave
+my boat&rsquo;s crew a luncheon of chocolate and biscuits.&nbsp; I had
+sinned, I could never learn how, against some point of observance; and
+though I was drily thanked, my offerings were left upon the beach.&nbsp;
+But our worst mistake was a slight we put on Toma, Hoka&rsquo;s adoptive
+father, and in his own eyes the rightful chief of Anaho.&nbsp; In the
+first place, we did not call upon him, as perhaps we should, in his
+fine new European house, the only one in the hamlet.&nbsp; In the second,
+when we came ashore upon a visit to his rival, Taipi-Kikino, it was
+Toma whom we saw standing at the head of the beach, a magnificent figure
+of a man, magnificently tattooed; and it was of Toma that we asked our
+question: &lsquo;Where is the chief?&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;What chief?&rsquo;
+cried Toma, and turned his back on the blasphemers.&nbsp; Nor did he
+forgive us.&nbsp; Hoka came and went with us daily; but, alone I believe
+of all the countryside, neither Toma nor his wife set foot on board
+the <i>Casco</i>.&nbsp; The temptation resisted it is hard for a European
+to compute.&nbsp; The flying city of Laputa moored for a fortnight in
+St. James&rsquo;s Park affords but a pale figure of the <i>Casco</i>
+anchored before Anaho; for the Londoner has still his change of pleasures,
+but the Marquesan passes to his grave through an unbroken uniformity
+of days.<br>
+<br>
+On the afternoon before it was intended we should sail, a valedictory
+party came on board: nine of our particular friends equipped with gifts
+and dressed as for a festival.&nbsp; Hoka, the chief dancer and singer,
+the greatest dandy of Anaho, and one of the handsomest young fellows
+in the world-sullen, showy, dramatic, light as a feather and strong
+as an ox - it would have been hard, on that occasion, to recognise,
+as he sat there stooped and silent, his face heavy and grey.&nbsp; It
+was strange to see the lad so much affected; stranger still to recognise
+in his last gift one of the curios we had refused on the first day,
+and to know our friend, so gaily dressed, so plainly moved at our departure,
+for one of the half-naked crew that had besieged and insulted us on
+our arrival: strangest of all, perhaps, to find, in that carved handle
+of a fan, the last of those curiosities of the first day which had now
+all been given to us by their possessors - their chief merchandise,
+for which they had sought to ransom us as long as we were strangers,
+which they pressed on us for nothing as soon as we were friends.&nbsp;
+The last visit was not long protracted.&nbsp; One after another they
+shook hands and got down into their canoe; when Hoka turned his back
+immediately upon the ship, so that we saw his face no more.&nbsp; Taipi,
+on the other hand, remained standing and facing us with gracious valedictory
+gestures; and when Captain Otis dipped the ensign, the whole party saluted
+with their hats.&nbsp; This was the farewell; the episode of our visit
+to Anaho was held concluded; and though the <i>Casco</i> remained nearly
+forty hours at her moorings, not one returned on board, and I am inclined
+to think they avoided appearing on the beach.&nbsp; This reserve and
+dignity is the finest trait of the Marquesan.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER III - THE MAROON<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Of the beauties of Anaho books might be written.&nbsp; I remember waking
+about three, to find the air temperate and scented.&nbsp; The long swell
+brimmed into the bay, and seemed to fill it full and then subside.&nbsp;
+Gently, deeply, and silently the <i>Casco</i> rolled; only at times
+a block piped like a bird.&nbsp; Oceanward, the heaven was bright with
+stars and the sea with their reflections.&nbsp; If I looked to that
+side, I might have sung with the Hawaiian poet:<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<i>Ua maomao ka lani, ua kahaea luna,<br>
+Ua pipi ka maka o ka hoku.<br>
+</i>(The heavens were fair, they stretched above,<br>
+Many were the eyes of the stars.)<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+And then I turned shoreward, and high squalls were overhead; the mountains
+loomed up black; and I could have fancied I had slipped ten thousand
+miles away and was anchored in a Highland loch; that when the day came,
+it would show pine, and heather, and green fern, and roofs of turf sending
+up the smoke of peats; and the alien speech that should next greet my
+ears must be Gaelic, not Kanaka.<br>
+<br>
+And day, when it came, brought other sights and thoughts.&nbsp; I have
+watched the morning break in many quarters of the world; it has been
+certainly one of the chief joys of my existence, and the dawn that I
+saw with most emotion shone upon the bay of Anaho.&nbsp; The mountains
+abruptly overhang the port with every variety of surface and of inclination,
+lawn, and cliff, and forest.&nbsp; Not one of these but wore its proper
+tint of saffron, of sulphur, of the clove, and of the rose.&nbsp; The
+lustre was like that of satin; on the lighter hues there seemed to float
+an efflorescence; a solemn bloom appeared on the more dark.&nbsp; The
+light itself was the ordinary light of morning, colourless and clean;
+and on this ground of jewels, pencilled out the least detail of drawing.&nbsp;
+Meanwhile, around the hamlet, under the palms, where the blue shadow
+lingered, the red coals of cocoa husk and the light trails of smoke
+betrayed the awakening business of the day; along the beach men and
+women, lads and lasses, were returning from the bath in bright raiment,
+red and blue and green, such as we delighted to see in the coloured
+little pictures of our childhood; and presently the sun had cleared
+the eastern hill, and the glow of the day was over all.<br>
+<br>
+The glow continued and increased, the business, from the main part,
+ceased before it had begun.&nbsp; Twice in the day there was a certain
+stir of shepherding along the seaward hills.&nbsp; At times a canoe
+went out to fish.&nbsp; At times a woman or two languidly filled a basket
+in the cotton patch.&nbsp; At times a pipe would sound out of the shadow
+of a house, ringing the changes on its three notes, with an effect like
+<i>Que le</i> <i>jour me dure</i>, repeated endlessly.&nbsp; Or at times,
+across a corner of the bay, two natives might communicate in the Marquesan
+manner with conventional whistlings.&nbsp; All else was sleep and silence.&nbsp;
+The surf broke and shone around the shores; a species of black crane
+fished in the broken water; the black pigs were continually galloping
+by on some affair; but the people might never have awaked, or they might
+all be dead.<br>
+<br>
+My favourite haunt was opposite the hamlet, where was a landing in a
+cove under a lianaed cliff.&nbsp; The beach was lined with palms and
+a tree called the purao, something between the fig and mulberry in growth,
+and bearing a flower like a great yellow poppy with a maroon heart.&nbsp;
+In places rocks encroached upon the sand; the beach would be all submerged;
+and the surf would bubble warmly as high as to my knees, and play with
+cocoa-nut husks as our more homely ocean plays with wreck and wrack
+and bottles.&nbsp; As the reflux drew down, marvels of colour and design
+streamed between my feet; which I would grasp at, miss, or seize: now
+to find them what they promised, shells to grace a cabinet or be set
+in gold upon a lady&rsquo;s finger; now to catch only <i>maya</i> of
+coloured sand, pounded fragments and pebbles, that, as soon as they
+were dry, became as dull and homely as the flints upon a garden path.&nbsp;
+I have toiled at this childish pleasure for hours in the strong sun,
+conscious of my incurable ignorance; but too keenly pleased to be ashamed.&nbsp;
+Meanwhile, the blackbird (or his tropical understudy) would be fluting
+in the thickets overhead.<br>
+<br>
+A little further, in the turn of the bay, a streamlet trickled in the
+bottom of a den, thence spilling down a stair of rock into the sea.&nbsp;
+The draught of air drew down under the foliage in the very bottom of
+the den, which was a perfect arbour for coolness.&nbsp; In front it
+stood open on the blue bay and the <i>Casco</i> lying there under her
+awning and her cheerful colours.&nbsp; Overhead was a thatch of puraos,
+and over these again palms brandished their bright fans, as I have seen
+a conjurer make himself a halo out of naked swords.&nbsp; For in this
+spot, over a neck of low land at the foot of the mountains, the trade-wind
+streams into Anaho Bay in a flood of almost constant volume and velocity,
+and of a heavenly coolness.<br>
+<br>
+It chanced one day that I was ashore in the cove, with Mrs. Stevenson
+and the ship&rsquo;s cook.&nbsp; Except for the <i>Casco</i> lying outside,
+and a crane or two, and the ever-busy wind and sea, the face of the
+world was of a prehistoric emptiness; life appeared to stand stock-still,
+and the sense of isolation was profound and refreshing.&nbsp; On a sudden,
+the trade-wind, coming in a gust over the isthmus, struck and scattered
+the fans of the palms above the den; and, behold! in two of the tops
+there sat a native, motionless as an idol and watching us, you would
+have said, without a wink.&nbsp; The next moment the tree closed, and
+the glimpse was gone.&nbsp; This discovery of human presences latent
+overhead in a place where we had supposed ourselves alone, the immobility
+of our tree-top spies, and the thought that perhaps at all hours we
+were similarly supervised, struck us with a chill.&nbsp; Talk languished
+on the beach.&nbsp; As for the cook (whose conscience was not clear),
+he never afterwards set foot on shore, and twice, when the <i>Casco</i>
+appeared to be driving on the rocks, it was amusing to observe that
+man&rsquo;s alacrity; death, he was persuaded, awaiting him upon the
+beach.&nbsp; It was more than a year later, in the Gilberts, that the
+explanation dawned upon myself.&nbsp; The natives were drawing palm-tree
+wine, a thing forbidden by law; and when the wind thus suddenly revealed
+them, they were doubtless more troubled than ourselves.<br>
+<br>
+At the top of the den there dwelt an old, melancholy, grizzled man of
+the name of Tari (Charlie) Coffin.&nbsp; He was a native of Oahu, in
+the Sandwich Islands; and had gone to sea in his youth in the American
+whalers; a circumstance to which he owed his name, his English, his
+down-east twang, and the misfortune of his innocent life.&nbsp; For
+one captain, sailing out of New Bedford, carried him to Nuka-hiva and
+marooned him there among the cannibals.&nbsp; The motive for this act
+was inconceivably small; poor Tari&rsquo;s wages, which were thus economised,
+would scarce have shook the credit of the New Bedford owners.&nbsp;
+And the act itself was simply murder.&nbsp; Tari&rsquo;s life must have
+hung in the beginning by a hair.&nbsp; In the grief and terror of that
+time, it is not unlikely he went mad, an infirmity to which he was still
+liable; or perhaps a child may have taken a fancy to him and ordained
+him to be spared.&nbsp; He escaped at least alive, married in the island,
+and when I knew him was a widower with a married son and a granddaughter.&nbsp;
+But the thought of Oahu haunted him; its praise was for ever on his
+lips; he beheld it, looking back, as a place of ceaseless feasting,
+song, and dance; and in his dreams I daresay he revisits it with joy.&nbsp;
+I wonder what he would think if he could be carried there indeed, and
+see the modern town of Honolulu brisk with traffic, and the palace with
+its guards, and the great hotel, and Mr. Berger&rsquo;s band with their
+uniforms and outlandish instruments; or what he would think to see the
+brown faces grown so few and the white so many; and his father&rsquo;s
+land sold, for planting sugar, and his father&rsquo;s house quite perished,
+or perhaps the last of them struck leprous and immured between the surf
+and the cliffs on Molokai?&nbsp; So simply, even in South Sea Islands,
+and so sadly, the changes come.<br>
+<br>
+Tari was poor, and poorly lodged.&nbsp; His house was a wooden frame,
+run up by Europeans; it was indeed his official residence, for Tari
+was the shepherd of the promontory sheep.&nbsp; I can give a perfect
+inventory of its contents: three kegs, a tin biscuit-box, an iron saucepan,
+several cocoa-shell cups, a lantern, and three bottles, probably containing
+oil; while the clothes of the family and a few mats were thrown across
+the open rafters.&nbsp; Upon my first meeting with this exile he had
+conceived for me one of the baseless island friendships, had given me
+nuts to drink, and carried me up the den &lsquo;to see my house&rsquo;
+- the only entertainment that he had to offer.&nbsp; He liked the &lsquo;Amelican,&rsquo;
+he said, and the &lsquo;Inglisman,&rsquo; but the &lsquo;Flessman&rsquo;
+was his abhorrence; and he was careful to explain that if he had thought
+us &lsquo;Fless,&rsquo; we should have had none of his nuts, and never
+a sight of his house.&nbsp; His distaste for the French I can partly
+understand, but not at all his toleration of the Anglo-Saxon.&nbsp;
+The next day he brought me a pig, and some days later one of our party
+going ashore found him in act to bring a second.&nbsp; We were still
+strange to the islands; we were pained by the poor man&rsquo;s generosity,
+which he could ill afford, and, by a natural enough but quite unpardonable
+blunder, we refused the pig.&nbsp; Had Tari been a Marquesan we should
+have seen him no more; being what he was, the most mild, long-suffering,
+melancholy man, he took a revenge a hundred times more painful.&nbsp;
+Scarce had the canoe with the nine villagers put off from their farewell
+before the <i>Casco</i> was boarded from the other side.&nbsp; It was
+Tari; coming thus late because he had no canoe of his own, and had found
+it hard to borrow one; coming thus solitary (as indeed we always saw
+him), because he was a stranger in the land, and the dreariest of company.&nbsp;
+The rest of my family basely fled from the encounter.&nbsp; I must receive
+our injured friend alone; and the interview must have lasted hard upon
+an hour, for he was loath to tear himself away.&nbsp; &lsquo;You go
+&rsquo;way.&nbsp; I see you no more - no, sir!&rsquo; he lamented; and
+then looking about him with rueful admiration, &lsquo;This goodee ship
+- no, sir! - goodee ship!&rsquo; he would exclaim: the &lsquo;no, sir,&rsquo;
+thrown out sharply through the nose upon a rising inflection, an echo
+from New Bedford and the fallacious whaler.&nbsp; From these expressions
+of grief and praise, he would return continually to the case of the
+rejected pig.&nbsp; &lsquo;I like give present all &lsquo;e same you,&rsquo;
+he complained; &lsquo;only got pig: you no take him!&rsquo;&nbsp; He
+was a poor man; he had no choice of gifts; he had only a pig, he repeated;
+and I had refused it.&nbsp; I have rarely been more wretched than to
+see him sitting there, so old, so grey, so poor, so hardly fortuned,
+of so rueful a countenance, and to appreciate, with growing keenness,
+the affront which I had so innocently dealt him; but it was one of those
+cases in which speech is vain.<br>
+<br>
+Tari&rsquo;s son was smiling and inert; his daughter-in-law, a girl
+of sixteen, pretty, gentle, and grave, more intelligent than most Anaho
+women, and with a fair share of French; his grandchild, a mite of a
+creature at the breast.&nbsp; I went up the den one day when Tari was
+from home, and found the son making a cotton sack, and madame suckling
+mademoiselle.&nbsp; When I had sat down with them on the floor, the
+girl began to question me about England; which I tried to describe,
+piling the pan and the cocoa shells one upon another to represent the
+houses, and explaining, as best I was able, and by word and gesture,
+the over-population, the hunger, and the perpetual toil.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Pas</i>
+<i>de cocotiers? pas do popoi</i>?&rsquo; she asked.&nbsp; I told her
+it was too cold, and went through an elaborate performance, shutting
+out draughts, and crouching over an imaginary fire, to make sure she
+understood.&nbsp; But she understood right well; remarked it must be
+bad for the health, and sat a while gravely reflecting on that picture
+of unwonted sorrows.&nbsp; I am sure it roused her pity, for it struck
+in her another thought always uppermost in the Marquesan bosom; and
+she began with a smiling sadness, and looking on me out of melancholy
+eyes, to lament the decease of her own people.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Ici pas
+de</i> <i>Kanaques</i>,&rsquo; said she; and taking the baby from her
+breast, she held it out to me with both her hands.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Tenez</i>
+- a little baby like this; then dead.&nbsp; All the Kanaques die.&nbsp;
+Then no more.&rsquo;&nbsp; The smile, and this instancing by the girl-mother
+of her own tiny flesh and blood, affected me strangely; they spoke of
+so tranquil a despair.&nbsp; Meanwhile the husband smilingly made his
+sack; and the unconscious babe struggled to reach a pot of raspberry
+jam, friendship&rsquo;s offering, which I had just brought up the den;
+and in a perspective of centuries I saw their case as ours, death coming
+in like a tide, and the day already numbered when there should be no
+more Beretani, and no more of any race whatever, and (what oddly touched
+me) no more literary works and no more readers.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER IV - DEATH<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The thought of death, I have said, is uppermost in the mind of the Marquesan.&nbsp;
+It would be strange if it were otherwise.&nbsp; The race is perhaps
+the handsomest extant.&nbsp; Six feet is about the middle height of
+males; they are strongly muscled, free from fat, swift in action, graceful
+in repose; and the women, though fatter and duller, are still comely
+animals.&nbsp; To judge by the eye, there is no race more viable; and
+yet death reaps them with both hands.&nbsp; When Bishop Dordillon first
+came to Tai-o-hae, he reckoned the inhabitants at many thousands; he
+was but newly dead, and in the same bay Stanislao Moanatini counted
+on his fingers eight residual natives.&nbsp; Or take the valley of Hapaa,
+known to readers of Herman Melville under the grotesque misspelling
+of Hapar.&nbsp; There are but two writers who have touched the South
+Seas with any genius, both Americans: Melville and Charles Warren Stoddard;
+and at the christening of the first and greatest, some influential fairy
+must have been neglected: &lsquo;He shall be able to see,&rsquo; &lsquo;He
+shall be able to tell,&rsquo; &lsquo;He shall be able to charm,&rsquo;
+said the friendly godmothers; &lsquo;But he shall not be able to hear,&rsquo;
+exclaimed the last.&nbsp; The tribe of Hapaa is said to have numbered
+some four hundred, when the small-pox came and reduced them by one-fourth.&nbsp;
+Six months later a woman developed tubercular consumption; the disease
+spread like a fire about the valley, and in less than a year two survivors,
+a man and a woman, fled from that new-created solitude.&nbsp; A similar
+Adam and Eve may some day wither among new races, the tragic residue
+of Britain.&nbsp; When I first heard this story the date staggered me;
+but I am now inclined to think it possible.&nbsp; Early in the year
+of my visit, for example, or late the year before, a first case of phthisis
+appeared in a household of seventeen persons, and by the month of August,
+when the tale was told me, one soul survived, and that was a boy who
+had been absent at his schooling.&nbsp; And depopulation works both
+ways, the doors of death being set wide open, and the door of birth
+almost closed.&nbsp; Thus, in the half-year ending July 1888 there were
+twelve deaths and but one birth in the district of the Hatiheu.&nbsp;
+Seven or eight more deaths were to be looked for in the ordinary course;
+and M. Aussel, the observant gendarme, knew of but one likely birth.&nbsp;
+At this rate it is no matter of surprise if the population in that part
+should have declined in forty years from six thousand to less than four
+hundred; which are, once more on the authority of M. Aussel, the estimated
+figures.&nbsp; And the rate of decline must have even accelerated towards
+the end.<br>
+<br>
+A good way to appreciate the depopulation is to go by land from Anaho
+to Hatiheu on the adjacent bay.&nbsp; The road is good travelling, but
+cruelly steep.&nbsp; We seemed scarce to have passed the deserted house
+which stands highest in Anaho before we were looking dizzily down upon
+its roof; the <i>Casco</i> well out in the bay, and rolling for a wager,
+shrank visibly; and presently through the gap of Tari&rsquo;s isthmus,
+Ua-huna was seen to hang cloudlike on the horizon.&nbsp; Over the summit,
+where the wind blew really chill, and whistled in the reed-like grass,
+and tossed the grassy fell of the pandanus, we stepped suddenly, as
+through a door, into the next vale and bay of Hatiheu.&nbsp; A bowl
+of mountains encloses it upon three sides.&nbsp; On the fourth this
+rampart has been bombarded into ruins, runs down to seaward in imminent
+and shattered crags, and presents the one practicable breach of the
+blue bay.&nbsp; The interior of this vessel is crowded with lovely and
+valuable trees, - orange, breadfruit, mummy-apple, cocoa, the island
+chestnut, and for weeds, the pine and the banana.&nbsp; Four perennial
+streams water and keep it green; and along the dell, first of one, then
+of another, of these, the road, for a considerable distance, descends
+into this fortunate valley.&nbsp; The song of the waters and the familiar
+disarray of boulders gave us a strong sense of home, which the exotic
+foliage, the daft-like growth of the pandanus, the buttressed trunk
+of the banyan, the black pigs galloping in the bush, and the architecture
+of the native houses dissipated ere it could be enjoyed.<br>
+<br>
+The houses on the Hatiheu side begin high up; higher yet, the more melancholy
+spectacle of empty paepaes.&nbsp; When a native habitation is deserted,
+the superstructure - pandanus thatch, wattle, unstable tropical timber
+- speedily rots, and is speedily scattered by the wind.&nbsp; Only the
+stones of the terrace endure; nor can any ruin, cairn, or standing stone,
+or vitrified fort present a more stern appearance of antiquity.&nbsp;
+We must have passed from six to eight of these now houseless platforms.&nbsp;
+On the main road of the island, where it crosses the valley of Taipi,
+Mr. Osbourne tells me they are to be reckoned by the dozen; and as the
+roads have been made long posterior to their erection, perhaps to their
+desertion, and must simply be regarded as lines drawn at random through
+the bush, the forest on either hand must be equally filled with these
+survivals: the gravestones of whole families.&nbsp; Such ruins are tapu
+in the strictest sense; no native must approach them; they have become
+outposts of the kingdom of the grave.&nbsp; It might appear a natural
+and pious custom in the hundreds who are left, the rearguard of perished
+thousands, that their feet should leave untrod these hearthstones of
+their fathers.&nbsp; I believe, in fact, the custom rests on different
+and more grim conceptions.&nbsp; But the house, the grave, and even
+the body of the dead, have been always particularly honoured by Marquesans.&nbsp;
+Until recently the corpse was sometimes kept in the family and daily
+oiled and sunned, until, by gradual and revolting stages, it dried into
+a kind of mummy.&nbsp; Offerings are still laid upon the grave.&nbsp;
+In Traitor&rsquo;s Bay, Mr. Osbourne saw a man buy a looking-glass to
+lay upon his son&rsquo;s.&nbsp; And the sentiment against the desecration
+of tombs, thoughtlessly ruffled in the laying down of the new roads,
+is a chief ingredient in the native hatred for the French.<br>
+<br>
+The Marquesan beholds with dismay the approaching extinction of his
+race.&nbsp; The thought of death sits down with him to meat, and rises
+with him from his bed; he lives and breathes under a shadow of mortality
+awful to support; and he is so inured to the apprehension that he greets
+the reality with relief.&nbsp; He does not even seek to support a disappointment;
+at an affront, at a breach of one of his fleeting and communistic love-affairs,
+he seeks an instant refuge in the grave.&nbsp; Hanging is now the fashion.&nbsp;
+I heard of three who had hanged themselves in the west end of Hiva-oa
+during the first half of 1888; but though this be a common form of suicide
+in other parts of the South Seas, I cannot think it will continue popular
+in the Marquesas.&nbsp; Far more suitable to Marquesan sentiment is
+the old form of poisoning with the fruit of the eva, which offers to
+the native suicide a cruel but deliberate death, and gives time for
+those decencies of the last hour, to which he attaches such remarkable
+importance.&nbsp; The coffin can thus be at hand, the pigs killed, the
+cry of the mourners sounding already through the house; and then it
+is, and not before, that the Marquesan is conscious of achievement,
+his life all rounded in, his robes (like Caesar&rsquo;s) adjusted for
+the final act.&nbsp; Praise not any man till he is dead, said the ancients;
+envy not any man till you hear the mourners, might be the Marquesan
+parody.&nbsp; The coffin, though of late introduction, strangely engages
+their attention.&nbsp; It is to the mature Marquesan what a watch is
+to the European schoolboy.&nbsp; For ten years Queen Vaekehu had dunned
+the fathers; at last, but the other day, they let her have her will,
+gave her her coffin, and the woman&rsquo;s soul is at rest.&nbsp; I
+was told a droll instance of the force of this preoccupation.&nbsp;
+The Polynesians are subject to a disease seemingly rather of the will
+than of the body.&nbsp; I was told the Tahitians have a word for it,
+<i>erimatua</i>, but cannot find it in my dictionary.&nbsp; A gendarme,
+M. Nouveau, has seen men beginning to succumb to this insubstantial
+malady, has routed them from their houses, turned them on to do their
+trick upon the roads, and in two days has seen them cured.&nbsp; But
+this other remedy is more original: a Marquesan, dying of this discouragement
+- perhaps I should rather say this acquiescence - has been known, at
+the fulfilment of his crowning wish, on the mere sight of that desired
+hermitage, his coffin - to revive, recover, shake off the hand of death,
+and be restored for years to his occupations - carving tikis (idols),
+let us say, or braiding old men&rsquo;s beards.&nbsp; From all this
+it may be conceived how easily they meet death when it approaches naturally.&nbsp;
+I heard one example, grim and picturesque.&nbsp; In the time of the
+small-pox in Hapaa, an old man was seized with the disease; he had no
+thought of recovery; had his grave dug by a wayside, and lived in it
+for near a fortnight, eating, drinking, and smoking with the passers-by,
+talking mostly of his end, and equally unconcerned for himself and careless
+of the friends whom he infected.<br>
+<br>
+This proneness to suicide, and loose seat in life, is not peculiar to
+the Marquesan.&nbsp; What is peculiar is the widespread depression and
+acceptance of the national end.&nbsp; Pleasures are neglected, the dance
+languishes, the songs are forgotten.&nbsp; It is true that some, and
+perhaps too many, of them are proscribed; but many remain, if there
+were spirit to support or to revive them.&nbsp; At the last feast of
+the Bastille, Stanislao Moanatini shed tears when he beheld the inanimate
+performance of the dancers.&nbsp; When the people sang for us in Anaho,
+they must apologise for the smallness of their repertory.&nbsp; They
+were only young folk present, they said, and it was only the old that
+knew the songs.&nbsp; The whole body of Marquesan poetry and music was
+being suffered to die out with a single dispirited generation.&nbsp;
+The full import is apparent only to one acquainted with other Polynesian
+races; who knows how the Samoan coins a fresh song for every trifling
+incident, or who has heard (on Penrhyn, for instance) a band of little
+stripling maids from eight to twelve keep up their minstrelsy for hours
+upon a stretch, one song following another without pause.&nbsp; In like
+manner, the Marquesan, never industrious, begins now to cease altogether
+from production.&nbsp; The exports of the group decline out of all proportion
+even with the death-rate of the islanders.&nbsp; &lsquo;The coral waxes,
+the palm grows, and man departs,&rsquo; says the Marquesan; and he folds
+his hands.&nbsp; And surely this is nature.&nbsp; Fond as it may appear,
+we labour and refrain, not for the rewards of any single life, but with
+a timid eye upon the lives and memories of our successors; and where
+no one is to succeed, of his own family, or his own tongue, I doubt
+whether Rothschilds would make money or Cato practise virtue.&nbsp;
+It is natural, also, that a temporary stimulus should sometimes rouse
+the Marquesan from his lethargy.&nbsp; Over all the landward shore of
+Anaho cotton runs like a wild weed; man or woman, whoever comes to pick
+it, may earn a dollar in the day; yet when we arrived, the trader&rsquo;s
+store-house was entirely empty; and before we left it was near full.&nbsp;
+So long as the circus was there, so long as the <i>Casco</i> was yet
+anchored in the bay, it behoved every one to make his visit; and to
+this end every woman must have a new dress, and every man a shirt and
+trousers.&nbsp; Never before, in Mr. Regler&rsquo;s experience, had
+they displayed so much activity.<br>
+<br>
+In their despondency there is an element of dread.&nbsp; The fear of
+ghosts and of the dark is very deeply written in the mind of the Polynesian;
+not least of the Marquesan.&nbsp; Poor Taipi, the chief of Anaho, was
+condemned to ride to Hatiheu on a moonless night.&nbsp; He borrowed
+a lantern, sat a long while nerving himself for the adventure, and when
+he at last departed, wrung the <i>Cascos</i> by the hand as for a final
+separation.&nbsp; Certain presences, called Vehinehae, frequent and
+make terrible the nocturnal roadside; I was told by one they were like
+so much mist, and as the traveller walked into them dispersed and dissipated;
+another described them as being shaped like men and having eyes like
+cats; from none could I obtain the smallest clearness as to what they
+did, or wherefore they were dreaded.&nbsp; We may be sure at least they
+represent the dead; for the dead, in the minds of the islanders, are
+all-pervasive.&nbsp; &lsquo;When a native says that he is a man,&rsquo;
+writes Dr. Codrington, &lsquo;he means that he is a man and not a ghost;
+not that he is a man and not a beast.&nbsp; The intelligent agents of
+this world are to his mind the men who are alive, and the ghosts the
+men who are dead.&rsquo;&nbsp; Dr. Codrington speaks of Melanesia; from
+what I have learned his words are equally true of the Polynesian.&nbsp;
+And yet more.&nbsp; Among cannibal Polynesians a dreadful suspicion
+rests generally on the dead; and the Marquesans, the greatest cannibals
+of all, are scarce likely to be free from similar beliefs.&nbsp; I hazard
+the guess that the Vehinehae are the hungry spirits of the dead, continuing
+their life&rsquo;s business of the cannibal ambuscade, and lying everywhere
+unseen, and eager to devour the living.&nbsp; Another superstition I
+picked up through the troubled medium of Tari Coffin&rsquo;s English.&nbsp;
+The dead, he told me, came and danced by night around the paepae of
+their former family; the family were thereupon overcome by some emotion
+(but whether of pious sorrow or of fear I could not gather), and must
+&lsquo;make a feast,&rsquo; of which fish, pig, and popoi were indispensable
+ingredients.&nbsp; So far this is clear enough.&nbsp; But here Tari
+went on to instance the new house of Toma and the house-warming feast
+which was just then in preparation as instances in point.&nbsp; Dare
+we indeed string them together, and add the case of the deserted ruin,
+as though the dead continually besieged the paepaes of the living: were
+kept at arm&rsquo;s-length, even from the first foundation, only by
+propitiatory feasts, and, so soon as the fire of life went out upon
+the hearth, swarmed back into possession of their ancient seat?<br>
+<br>
+I speak by guess of these Marquesan superstitions.&nbsp; On the cannibal
+ghost I shall return elsewhere with certainty.&nbsp; And it is enough,
+for the present purpose, to remark that the men of the Marquesas, from
+whatever reason, fear and shrink from the presence of ghosts.&nbsp;
+Conceive how this must tell upon the nerves in islands where the number
+of the dead already so far exceeds that of the living, and the dead
+multiply and the living dwindle at so swift a rate.&nbsp; Conceive how
+the remnant huddles about the embers of the fire of life; even as old
+Red Indians, deserted on the march and in the snow, the kindly tribe
+all gone, the last flame expiring, and the night around populous with
+wolves.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER V - DEPOPULATION<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Over the whole extent of the South Seas, from one tropic to another,
+we find traces of a bygone state of over-population, when the resources
+of even a tropical soil were taxed, and even the improvident Polynesian
+trembled for the future.&nbsp; We may accept some of the ideas of Mr.
+Darwin&rsquo;s theory of coral islands, and suppose a rise of the sea,
+or the subsidence of some former continental area, to have driven into
+the tops of the mountains multitudes of refugees.&nbsp; Or we may suppose,
+more soberly, a people of sea-rovers, emigrants from a crowded country,
+to strike upon and settle island after island, and as time went on to
+multiply exceedingly in their new seats.&nbsp; In either case the end
+must be the same; soon or late it must grow apparent that the crew are
+too numerous, and that famine is at hand.&nbsp; The Polynesians met
+this emergent danger with various expedients of activity and prevention.&nbsp;
+A way was found to preserve breadfruit by packing it in artificial pits;
+pits forty feet in depth and of proportionate bore are still to be seen,
+I am told, in the Marquesas; and yet even these were insufficient for
+the teeming people, and the annals of the past are gloomy with famine
+and cannibalism.&nbsp; Among the Hawaiians - a hardier people, in a
+more exacting climate - agriculture was carried far; the land was irrigated
+with canals; and the fish-ponds of Molokai prove the number and diligence
+of the old inhabitants.&nbsp; Meanwhile, over all the island world,
+abortion and infanticide prevailed.&nbsp; On coral atolls, where the
+danger was most plainly obvious, these were enforced by law and sanctioned
+by punishment.&nbsp; On Vaitupu, in the Ellices, only two children were
+allowed to a couple; on Nukufetau, but one.&nbsp; On the latter the
+punishment was by fine; and it is related that the fine was sometimes
+paid, and the child spared.<br>
+<br>
+This is characteristic.&nbsp; For no people in the world are so fond
+or so long-suffering with children - children make the mirth and the
+adornment of their homes, serving them for playthings and for picture-galleries.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Happy is the man that has his quiver full of them.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+The stray bastard is contended for by rival families; and the natural
+and the adopted children play and grow up together undistinguished.&nbsp;
+The spoiling, and I may almost say the deification, of the child, is
+nowhere carried so far as in the eastern islands; and furthest, according
+to my opportunities of observation, in the Paumotu group, the so-called
+Low or Dangerous Archipelago.&nbsp; I have seen a Paumotuan native turn
+from me with embarrassment and disaffection because I suggested that
+a brat would be the better for a beating.&nbsp; It is a daily matter
+in some eastern islands to see a child strike or even stone its mother,
+and the mother, so far from punishing, scarce ventures to resist.&nbsp;
+In some, when his child was born, a chief was superseded and resigned
+his name; as though, like a drone, he had then fulfilled the occasion
+of his being.&nbsp; And in some the lightest words of children had the
+weight of oracles.&nbsp; Only the other day, in the Marquesas, if a
+child conceived a distaste to any stranger, I am assured the stranger
+would be slain.&nbsp; And I shall have to tell in another place an instance
+of the opposite: how a child in Manihiki having taken a fancy to myself,
+her adoptive parents at once accepted the situation and loaded me with
+gifts.<br>
+<br>
+With such sentiments the necessity for child-destruction would not fail
+to clash, and I believe we find the trace of divided feeling in the
+Tahitian brotherhood of Oro.&nbsp; At a certain date a new god was added
+to the Society-Island Olympus, or an old one refurbished and made popular.&nbsp;
+Oro was his name, and he may be compared with the Bacchus of the ancients.&nbsp;
+His zealots sailed from bay to bay, and from island to island; they
+were everywhere received with feasting; wore fine clothes; sang, danced,
+acted; gave exhibitions of dexterity and strength; and were the artists,
+the acrobats, the bards, and the harlots of the group.&nbsp; Their life
+was public and epicurean; their initiation a mystery; and the highest
+in the land aspired to join the brotherhood.&nbsp; If a couple stood
+next in line to a high-chieftaincy, they were suffered, on grounds of
+policy, to spare one child; all other children, who had a father or
+a mother in the company of Oro, stood condemned from the moment of conception.&nbsp;
+A freemasonry, an agnostic sect, a company of artists, its members all
+under oath to spread unchastity, and all forbidden to leave offspring
+- I do not know how it may appear to others, but to me the design seems
+obvious.&nbsp; Famine menacing the islands, and the needful remedy repulsive,
+it was recommended to the native mind by these trappings of mystery,
+pleasure, and parade.&nbsp; This is the more probable, and the secret,
+serious purpose of the institution appears the more plainly, if it be
+true that, after a certain period of life, the obligation of the votary
+was changed; at first, bound to be profligate: afterwards, expected
+to be chaste.<br>
+<br>
+Here, then, we have one side of the case.&nbsp; Man-eating among kindly
+men, child-murder among child-lovers, industry in a race the most idle,
+invention in a race the least progressive, this grim, pagan salvation-army
+of the brotherhood of Oro, the report of early voyagers, the widespread
+vestiges of former habitation, and the universal tradition of the islands,
+all point to the same fact of former crowding and alarm.&nbsp; And to-day
+we are face to face with the reverse.&nbsp; To-day in the Marquesas,
+in the Eight Islands of Hawaii, in Mangareva, in Easter Island, we find
+the same race perishing like flies.&nbsp; Why this change?&nbsp; Or,
+grant that the coming of the whites, the change of habits, and the introduction
+of new maladies and vices, fully explain the depopulation, why is that
+depopulation not universal?&nbsp; The population of Tahiti, after a
+period of alarming decrease, has again become stationary.&nbsp; I hear
+of a similar result among some Maori tribes; in many of the Paumotus
+a slight increase is to be observed; and the Samoans are to-day as healthy
+and at least as fruitful as before the change.&nbsp; Grant that the
+Tahitians, the Maoris, and the Paumotuans have become inured to the
+new conditions; and what are we to make of the Samoans, who have never
+suffered?<br>
+<br>
+Those who are acquainted only with a single group are apt to be ready
+with solutions.&nbsp; Thus I have heard the mortality of the Maoris
+attributed to their change of residence - from fortified hill-tops to
+the low, marshy vicinity of their plantations.&nbsp; How plausible!&nbsp;
+And yet the Marquesans are dying out in the same houses where their
+fathers multiplied.&nbsp; Or take opium.&nbsp; The Marquesas and Hawaii
+are the two groups the most infected with this vice; the population
+of the one is the most civilised, that of the other by far the most
+barbarous, of Polynesians; and they are two of those that perish the
+most rapidly.&nbsp; Here is a strong case against opium.&nbsp; But let
+us take unchastity, and we shall find the Marquesas and Hawaii figuring
+again upon another count.&nbsp; Thus, Samoans are the most chaste of
+Polynesians, and they are to this day entirely fertile; Marquesans are
+the most debauched: we have seen how they are perishing; Hawaiians are
+notoriously lax, and they begin to be dotted among deserts.&nbsp; So
+here is a case stronger still against unchastity; and here also we have
+a correction to apply.&nbsp; Whatever the virtues of the Tahitian, neither
+friend nor enemy dares call him chaste; and yet he seems to have outlived
+the time of danger.&nbsp; One last example: syphilis has been plausibly
+credited with much of the sterility.&nbsp; But the Samoans are, by all
+accounts, as fruitful as at first; by some accounts more so; and it
+is not seriously to be argued that the Samoans have escaped syphilis.<br>
+<br>
+These examples show how dangerous it is to reason from any particular
+cause, or even from many in a single group.&nbsp; I have in my eye an
+able and amiable pamphlet by the Rev. S. E. Bishop: &lsquo;Why are the
+Hawaiians Dying Out?&rsquo;&nbsp; Any one interested in the subject
+ought to read this tract, which contains real information; and yet Mr.
+Bishop&rsquo;s views would have been changed by an acquaintance with
+other groups.&nbsp; Samoa is, for the moment, the main and the most
+instructive exception to the rule.&nbsp; The people are the most chaste
+and one of the most temperate of island peoples.&nbsp; They have never
+been tried and depressed with any grave pestilence.&nbsp; Their clothing
+has scarce been tampered with; at the simple and becoming tabard of
+the girls, Tartuffe, in many another island, would have cried out; for
+the cool, healthy, and modest lava-lava or kilt, Tartuffe has managed
+in many another island to substitute stifling and inconvenient trousers.&nbsp;
+Lastly, and perhaps chiefly, so far from their amusements having been
+curtailed, I think they have been, upon the whole, extended.&nbsp; The
+Polynesian falls easily into despondency: bereavement, disappointment,
+the fear of novel visitations, the decay or proscription of ancient
+pleasures, easily incline him to be sad; and sadness detaches him from
+life.&nbsp; The melancholy of the Hawaiian and the emptiness of his
+new life are striking; and the remark is yet more apposite to the Marquesas.&nbsp;
+In Samoa, on the other hand, perpetual song and dance, perpetual games,
+journeys, and pleasures, make an animated and a smiling picture of the
+island life.&nbsp; And the Samoans are to-day the gayest and the best
+entertained inhabitants of our planet.&nbsp; The importance of this
+can scarcely be exaggerated.&nbsp; In a climate and upon a soil where
+a livelihood can be had for the stooping, entertainment is a prime necessity.&nbsp;
+It is otherwise with us, where life presents us with a daily problem,
+and there is a serious interest, and some of the heat of conflict, in
+the mere continuing to be.&nbsp; So, in certain atolls, where there
+is no great gaiety, but man must bestir himself with some vigour for
+his daily bread, public health and the population are maintained; but
+in the lotos islands, with the decay of pleasures, life itself decays.&nbsp;
+It is from this point of view that we may instance, among other causes
+of depression, the decay of war.&nbsp; We have been so long used in
+Europe to that dreary business of war on the great scale, trailing epidemics
+and leaving pestilential corpses in its train, that we have almost forgotten
+its original, the most healthful, if not the most humane, of all field
+sports - hedge-warfare.&nbsp; From this, as well as from the rest of
+his amusements and interests, the islander, upon a hundred islands,
+has been recently cut off.&nbsp; And to this, as well as to so many
+others, the Samoan still makes good a special title.<br>
+<br>
+Upon the whole, the problem seems to me to stand thus:- Where there
+have been fewest changes, important or unimportant, salutary or hurtful,
+there the race survives.&nbsp; Where there have been most, important
+or unimportant, salutary or hurtful, there it perishes.&nbsp; Each change,
+however small, augments the sum of new conditions to which the race
+has to become inured.&nbsp; There may seem, <i>a priori</i>, no comparison
+between the change from &lsquo;sour toddy&rsquo; to bad gin, and that
+from the island kilt to a pair of European trousers.&nbsp; Yet I am
+far from persuaded that the one is any more hurtful than the other;
+and the unaccustomed race will sometimes die of pin-pricks.&nbsp; We
+are here face to face with one of the difficulties of the missionary.&nbsp;
+In Polynesian islands he easily obtains pre-eminent authority; the king
+becomes his <i>mairedupalais</i>; he can proscribe, he can command;
+and the temptation is ever towards too much.&nbsp; Thus (by all accounts)
+the Catholics in Mangareva, and thus (to my own knowledge) the Protestants
+in Hawaii, have rendered life in a more or less degree unliveable to
+their converts.&nbsp; And the mild, uncomplaining creatures (like children
+in a prison) yawn and await death.&nbsp; It is easy to blame the missionary.&nbsp;
+But it is his business to make changes.&nbsp; It is surely his business,
+for example, to prevent war; and yet I have instanced war itself as
+one of the elements of health.&nbsp; On the other hand, it were, perhaps,
+easy for the missionary to proceed more gently, and to regard every
+change as an affair of weight.&nbsp; I take the average missionary;
+I am sure I do him no more than justice when I suppose that he would
+hesitate to bombard a village, even in order to convert an archipelago.&nbsp;
+Experience begins to show us (at least in Polynesian islands) that change
+of habit is bloodier than a bombardment.<br>
+<br>
+There is one point, ere I have done, where I may go to meet criticism.&nbsp;
+I have said nothing of faulty hygiene, bathing during fevers, mistaken
+treatment of children, native doctoring, or abortion - all causes frequently
+adduced.&nbsp; And I have said nothing of them because they are conditions
+common to both epochs, and even more efficient in the past than in the
+present.&nbsp; Was it not the same with unchastity, it may be asked?&nbsp;
+Was not the Polynesian always unchaste?&nbsp; Doubtless he was so always:
+doubtless he is more so since the coming of his remarkably chaste visitors
+from Europe.&nbsp; Take the Hawaiian account of Cook: I have no doubt
+it is entirely fair.&nbsp; Take Krusenstern&rsquo;s candid, almost innocent,
+description of a Russian man-of-war at the Marquesas; consider the disgraceful
+history of missions in Hawaii itself, where (in the war of lust) the
+American missionaries were once shelled by an English adventurer, and
+once raided and mishandled by the crew of an American warship; add the
+practice of whaling fleets to call at the Marquesas, and carry off a
+complement of women for the cruise; consider, besides, how the whites
+were at first regarded in the light of demi-gods, as appears plainly
+in the reception of Cook upon Hawaii; and again, in the story of the
+discovery of Tutuila, when the really decent women of Samoa prostituted
+themselves in public to the French; and bear in mind how it was the
+custom of the adventurers, and we may almost say the business of the
+missionaries, to deride and infract even the most salutary tapus.&nbsp;
+Here we see every engine of dissolution directed at once against a virtue
+never and nowhere very strong or popular; and the result, even in the
+most degraded islands, has been further degradation.&nbsp; Mr. Lawes,
+the missionary of Savage Island, told me the standard of female chastity
+had declined there since the coming of the whites.&nbsp; In heathen
+time, if a girl gave birth to a bastard, her father or brother would
+dash the infant down the cliffs; and to-day the scandal would be small.&nbsp;
+Or take the Marquesas.&nbsp; Stanislao Moanatini told me that in his
+own recollection, the young were strictly guarded; they were not suffered
+so much as to look upon one another in the street, but passed (so my
+informant put it) like dogs; and the other day the whole school-children
+of Nuka-hiva and Ua-pu escaped in a body to the woods, and lived there
+for a fortnight in promiscuous liberty.&nbsp; Readers of travels may
+perhaps exclaim at my authority, and declare themselves better informed.&nbsp;
+I should prefer the statement of an intelligent native like Stanislao
+(even if it stood alone, which it is far from doing) to the report of
+the most honest traveller.&nbsp; A ship of war comes to a haven, anchors,
+lands a party, receives and returns a visit, and the captain writes
+a chapter on the manners of the island.&nbsp; It is not considered what
+class is mostly seen.&nbsp; Yet we should not be pleased if a Lascar
+foremast hand were to judge England by the ladies who parade Ratcliffe
+Highway, and the gentlemen who share with them their hire.&nbsp; Stanislao&rsquo;s
+opinion of a decay of virtue even in these unvirtuous islands has been
+supported to me by others; his very example, the progress of dissolution
+amongst the young, is adduced by Mr. Bishop in Hawaii.&nbsp; And so
+far as Marquesans are concerned, we might have hazarded a guess of some
+decline in manners.&nbsp; I do not think that any race could ever have
+prospered or multiplied with such as now obtain; I am sure they would
+have been never at the pains to count paternal kinship.&nbsp; It is
+not possible to give details; suffice it that their manners appear to
+be imitated from the dreams of ignorant and vicious children, and their
+debauches persevered in until energy, reason, and almost life itself
+are in abeyance.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VI - CHIEFS AND TAPUS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+We used to admire exceedingly the bland and gallant manners of the chief
+called Taipi-Kikino.&nbsp; An elegant guest at table, skilled in the
+use of knife and fork, a brave figure when he shouldered a gun and started
+for the woods after wild chickens, always serviceable, always ingratiating
+and gay, I would sometimes wonder where he found his cheerfulness.&nbsp;
+He had enough to sober him, I thought, in his official budget.&nbsp;
+His expenses - for he was always seen attired in virgin white - must
+have by far exceeded his income of six dollars in the year, or say two
+shillings a month.&nbsp; And he was himself a man of no substance; his
+house the poorest in the village.&nbsp; It was currently supposed that
+his elder brother, Kauanui, must have helped him out.&nbsp; But how
+comes it that the elder brother should succeed to the family estate,
+and be a wealthy commoner, and the younger be a poor man, and yet rule
+as chief in Anaho?&nbsp; That the one should be wealthy, and the other
+almost indigent is probably to be explained by some adoption; for comparatively
+few children are brought up in the house or succeed to the estates of
+their natural begetters.&nbsp; That the one should be chief instead
+of the other must be explained (in a very Irish fashion) on the ground
+that neither of them is a chief at all.<br>
+<br>
+Since the return and the wars of the French, many chiefs have been deposed,
+and many so-called chiefs appointed.&nbsp; We have seen, in the same
+house, one such upstart drinking in the company of two such extruded
+island Bourbons, men, whose word a few years ago was life and death,
+now sunk to be peasants like their neighbours.&nbsp; So when the French
+overthrew hereditary tyrants, dubbed the commons of the Marquesas freeborn
+citizens of the republic, and endowed them with a vote for a <i>conseiller-g&eacute;n&eacute;ral</i>
+at Tahiti, they probably conceived themselves upon the path to popularity;
+and so far from that, they were revolting public sentiment.&nbsp; The
+deposition of the chiefs was perhaps sometimes needful; the appointment
+of others may have been needful also; it was at least a delicate business.&nbsp;
+The Government of George II. exiled many Highland magnates.&nbsp; It
+never occurred to them to manufacture substitutes; and if the French
+have been more bold, we have yet to see with what success.<br>
+<br>
+Our chief at Anaho was always called, he always called himself, Taipi-Kikino;
+and yet that was not his name, but only the wand of his false position.&nbsp;
+As soon as he was appointed chief, his name - which signified, if I
+remember exactly, <i>Prince born among</i> <i>flowers</i> - fell in
+abeyance, and he was dubbed instead by the expressive byword, Taipi-Kikino
+- <i>Highwater man-of-no-account</i> - or, Englishing more boldly, <i>Beggar</i>
+<i>on horseback</i> - a witty and a wicked cut.&nbsp; A nickname in
+Polynesia destroys almost the memory of the original name.&nbsp; To-day,
+if we were Polynesians, Gladstone would be no more heard of.&nbsp; We
+should speak of and address our Nestor as the Grand Old Man, and it
+is so that himself would sign his correspondence.&nbsp; Not the prevalence,
+then, but the significancy of the nickname is to be noted here.&nbsp;
+The new authority began with small prestige.&nbsp; Taipi has now been
+some time in office; from all I saw he seemed a person very fit.&nbsp;
+He is not the least unpopular, and yet his power is nothing.&nbsp; He
+is a chief to the French, and goes to breakfast with the Resident; but
+for any practical end of chieftaincy a rag doll were equally efficient.<br>
+<br>
+We had been but three days in Anaho when we received the visit of the
+chief of Hatiheu, a man of weight and fame, late leader of a war upon
+the French, late prisoner in Tahiti, and the last eater of long-pig
+in Nuka-hiva.&nbsp; Not many years have elapsed since he was seen striding
+on the beach of Anaho, a dead man&rsquo;s arm across his shoulder.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;So does Kooamua to his enemies!&rsquo; he roared to the passers-by,
+and took a bite from the raw flesh.&nbsp; And now behold this gentleman,
+very wisely replaced in office by the French, paying us a morning visit
+in European clothes.&nbsp; He was the man of the most character we had
+yet seen: his manners genial and decisive, his person tall, his face
+rugged, astute, formidable, and with a certain similarity to Mr. Gladstone&rsquo;s
+- only for the brownness of the skin, and the high-chief&rsquo;s tattooing,
+all one side and much of the other being of an even blue.&nbsp; Further
+acquaintance increased our opinion of his sense.&nbsp; He viewed the
+<i>Casco</i> in a manner then quite new to us, examining her lines and
+the running of the gear; to a piece of knitting on which one of the
+party was engaged, he must have devoted ten minutes&rsquo; patient study;
+nor did he desist before he had divined the principles; and he was interested
+even to excitement by a type-writer, which he learned to work.&nbsp;
+When he departed he carried away with him a list of his family, with
+his own name printed by his own hand at the bottom.&nbsp; I should add
+that he was plainly much of a humorist, and not a little of a humbug.&nbsp;
+He told us, for instance, that he was a person of exact sobriety; such
+being the obligation of his high estate: the commons might be sots,
+but the chief could not stoop so low.&nbsp; And not many days after
+he was to be observed in a state of smiling and lop-sided imbecility,
+the <i>Casco</i> ribbon upside down on his dishonoured hat.<br>
+<br>
+But his business that morning in Anaho is what concerns us here.&nbsp;
+The devil-fish, it seems, were growing scarce upon the reef; it was
+judged fit to interpose what we should call a close season; for that
+end, in Polynesia, a tapu (vulgarly spelt &lsquo;taboo&rsquo;) has to
+be declared, and who was to declare it?&nbsp; Taipi might; he ought;
+it was a chief part of his duty; but would any one regard the inhibition
+of a Beggar on Horse-back?&nbsp; He might plant palm branches: it did
+not in the least follow that the spot was sacred.&nbsp; He might recite
+the spell: it was shrewdly supposed the spirits would not hearken.&nbsp;
+And so the old, legitimate cannibal must ride over the mountains to
+do it for him; and the respectable official in white clothes could but
+look on and envy.&nbsp; At about the same time, though in a different
+manner, Kooamua established a forest law.&nbsp; It was observed the
+cocoa-palms were suffering, for the plucking of green nuts impoverishes
+and at last endangers the tree.&nbsp; Now Kooamua could tapu the reef,
+which was public property, but he could not tapu other people&rsquo;s
+palms; and the expedient adopted was interesting.&nbsp; He tapu&rsquo;d
+his own trees, and his example was imitated over all Hatiheu and Anaho.&nbsp;
+I fear Taipi might have tapu&rsquo;d all that he possessed and found
+none to follow him.&nbsp; So much for the esteem in which the dignity
+of an appointed chief is held by others; a single circumstance will
+show what he thinks of it himself.&nbsp; I never met one, but he took
+an early opportunity to explain his situation.&nbsp; True, he was only
+an appointed chief when I beheld him; but somewhere else, perhaps upon
+some other isle, he was a chieftain by descent: upon which ground, he
+asked me (so to say it) to excuse his mushroom honours.<br>
+<br>
+It will be observed with surprise that both these tapus are for thoroughly
+sensible ends.&nbsp; With surprise, I say, because the nature of that
+institution is much misunderstood in Europe.&nbsp; It is taken usually
+in the sense of a meaningless or wanton prohibition, such as that which
+to-day prevents women in some countries from smoking, or yesterday prevented
+any one in Scotland from taking a walk on Sunday.&nbsp; The error is
+no less natural than it is unjust.&nbsp; The Polynesians have not been
+trained in the bracing, practical thought of ancient Rome; with them
+the idea of law has not been disengaged from that of morals or propriety;
+so that tapu has to cover the whole field, and implies indifferently
+that an act is criminal, immoral, against sound public policy, unbecoming
+or (as we say) &lsquo;not in good form.&rsquo;&nbsp; Many tapus were
+in consequence absurd enough, such as those which deleted words out
+of the language, and particularly those which related to women.&nbsp;
+Tapu encircled women upon all hands.&nbsp; Many things were forbidden
+to men; to women we may say that few were permitted.&nbsp; They must
+not sit on the paepae; they must not go up to it by the stair; they
+must not eat pork; they must not approach a boat; they must not cook
+at a fire which any male had kindled.&nbsp; The other day, after the
+roads were made, it was observed the women plunged along margin through
+the bush, and when they came to a bridge waded through the water: roads
+and bridges were the work of men&rsquo;s hands, and tapu for the foot
+of women.&nbsp; Even a man&rsquo;s saddle, if the man be native, is
+a thing no self-respecting lady dares to use.&nbsp; Thus on the Anaho
+side of the island, only two white men, Mr. Regler and the gendarme,
+M. Aussel, possess saddles; and when a woman has a journey to make she
+must borrow from one or other.&nbsp; It will be noticed that these prohibitions
+tend, most of them, to an increased reserve between the sexes.&nbsp;
+Regard for female chastity is the usual excuse for these disabilities
+that men delight to lay upon their wives and mothers.&nbsp; Here the
+regard is absent; and behold the women still bound hand and foot with
+meaningless proprieties!&nbsp; The women themselves, who are survivors
+of the old regimen, admit that in those days life was not worth living.&nbsp;
+And yet even then there were exceptions.&nbsp; There were female chiefs
+and (I am assured) priestesses besides; nice customs curtseyed to great
+dames, and in the most sacred enclosure of a High Place, Father Sim&eacute;on
+Delmar was shown a stone, and told it was the throne of some well-descended
+lady.&nbsp; How exactly parallel is this with European practice, when
+princesses were suffered to penetrate the strictest cloister, and women
+could rule over a land in which they were denied the control of their
+own children.<br>
+<br>
+But the tapu is more often the instrument of wise and needful restrictions.&nbsp;
+We have seen it as the organ of paternal government.&nbsp; It serves
+besides to enforce, in the rare case of some one wishing to enforce
+them, rights of private property.&nbsp; Thus a man, weary of the coming
+and going of Marquesan visitors, tapus his door; and to this day you
+may see the palm-branch signal, even as our great-grandfathers saw the
+peeled wand before a Highland inn.&nbsp; Or take another case.&nbsp;
+Anaho is known as &lsquo;the country without popoi.&rsquo;&nbsp; The
+word popoi serves in different islands to indicate the main food of
+the people: thus, in Hawaii, it implies a preparation of taro; in the
+Marquesas, of breadfruit.&nbsp; And a Marquesan does not readily conceive
+life possible without his favourite diet.&nbsp; A few years ago a drought
+killed the breadfruit trees and the bananas in the district of Anaho;
+and from this calamity, and the open-handed customs of the island, a
+singular state of things arose.&nbsp; Well-watered Hatiheu had escaped
+the drought; every householder of Anaho accordingly crossed the pass,
+chose some one in Hatiheu, &lsquo;gave him his name&rsquo; - an onerous
+gift, but one not to be rejected - and from this improvised relative
+proceeded to draw his supplies, for all the world as though he had paid
+for them.&nbsp; Hence a continued traffic on the road.&nbsp; Some stalwart
+fellow, in a loin-cloth, and glistening with sweat, may be seen at all
+hours of the day, a stick across his bare shoulders, tripping nervously
+under a double burthen of green fruits.&nbsp; And on the far side of
+the gap a dozen stone posts on the wayside in the shadow of a grove
+mark the breathing-space of the popoi-carriers.&nbsp; A little back
+from the beach, and not half a mile from Anaho, I was the more amazed
+to find a cluster of well-doing breadfruits heavy with their harvest.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Why do you not take these?&rsquo; I asked.&nbsp; &lsquo;Tapu,&rsquo;
+said Hoka; and I thought to myself (after the manner of dull travellers)
+what children and fools these people were to toil over the mountain
+and despoil innocent neighbours when the staff of life was thus growing
+at their door.&nbsp; I was the more in error.&nbsp; In the general destruction
+these surviving trees were enough only for the family of the proprietor,
+and by the simple expedient of declaring a tapu he enforced his right.<br>
+<br>
+The sanction of the tapu is superstitious; and the punishment of infraction
+either a wasting or a deadly sickness.&nbsp; A slow disease follows
+on the eating of tapu fish, and can only be cured with the bones of
+the same fish burned with the due mysteries.&nbsp; The cocoa-nut and
+breadfruit tapu works more swiftly.&nbsp; Suppose you have eaten tapu
+fruit at the evening meal, at night your sleep will be uneasy; in the
+morning, swelling and a dark discoloration will have attacked your neck,
+whence they spread upward to the face; and in two days, unless the cure
+be interjected, you must die.&nbsp; This cure is prepared from the rubbed
+leaves of the tree from which the patient stole; so that he cannot be
+saved without confessing to the Tahuku the person whom he wronged.&nbsp;
+In the experience of my informant, almost no tapu had been put in use,
+except the two described: he had thus no opportunity to learn the nature
+and operation of the others; and, as the art of making them was jealously
+guarded amongst the old men, he believed the mystery would soon die
+out.&nbsp; I should add that he was no Marquesan, but a Chinaman, a
+resident in the group from boyhood, and a reverent believer in the spells
+which he described.&nbsp; White men, amongst whom Ah Fu included himself,
+were exempt; but he had a tale of a Tahitian woman, who had come to
+the Marquesas, eaten tapu fish, and, although uninformed of her offence
+and danger, had been afflicted and cured exactly like a native.<br>
+<br>
+Doubtless the belief is strong; doubtless, with this weakly and fanciful
+race, it is in many cases strong enough to kill; it should be strong
+indeed in those who tapu their trees secretly, so that they may detect
+a depredator by his sickness.&nbsp; Or, perhaps, we should understand
+the idea of the hidden tapu otherwise, as a politic device to spread
+uneasiness and extort confessions: so that, when a man is ailing, he
+shall ransack his brain for any possible offence, and send at once for
+any proprietor whose rights he has invaded.&nbsp; &lsquo;Had you hidden
+a tapu?&rsquo; we may conceive him asking; and I cannot imagine the
+proprietor gainsaying it; and this is perhaps the strangest feature
+of the system - that it should be regarded from without with such a
+mental and implicit awe, and, when examined from within, should present
+so many apparent evidences of design.<br>
+<br>
+We read in Dr. Campbell&rsquo;s <i>Poenamo</i> of a New Zealand girl,
+who was foolishly told that she had eaten a tapu yam, and who instantly
+sickened, and died in the two days of simple terror.&nbsp; The period
+is the same as in the Marquesas; doubtless the symptoms were so too.&nbsp;
+How singular to consider that a superstition of such sway is possibly
+a manufactured article; and that, even if it were not originally invented,
+its details have plainly been arranged by the authorities of some Polynesian
+Scotland Yard.&nbsp; Fitly enough, the belief is to-day - and was probably
+always - far from universal.&nbsp; Hell at home is a strong deterrent
+with some; a passing thought with others; with others, again, a theme
+of public mockery, not always well assured; and so in the Marquesas
+with the tapu.&nbsp; Mr. Regler has seen the two extremes of scepticism
+and implicit fear.&nbsp; In the tapu grove he found one fellow stealing
+breadfruit, cheerful and impudent as a street arab; and it was only
+on a menace of exposure that he showed himself the least discountenanced.&nbsp;
+The other case was opposed in every point.&nbsp; Mr. Regler asked a
+native to accompany him upon a voyage; the man went gladly enough, but
+suddenly perceiving a dead tapu fish in the bottom of the boat, leaped
+back with a scream; nor could the promise of a dollar prevail upon him
+to advance.<br>
+<br>
+The Marquesan, it will be observed, adheres to the old idea of the local
+circumscription of beliefs and duties.&nbsp; Not only are the whites
+exempt from consequences; but their transgressions seem to be viewed
+without horror.&nbsp; It was Mr. Regler who had killed the fish; yet
+the devout native was not shocked at Mr. Regler - only refused to join
+him in his boat.&nbsp; A white is a white: the servant (so to speak)
+of other and more liberal gods; and not to be blamed if he profit by
+his liberty.&nbsp; The Jews were perhaps the first to interrupt this
+ancient comity of faiths; and the Jewish virus is still strong in Christianity.&nbsp;
+All the world must respect our tapus, or we gnash our teeth.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VII - HATIHEU<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The bays of Anaho and Hatiheu are divided at their roots by the knife-edge
+of a single hill - the pass so often mentioned; but this isthmus expands
+to the seaward in a considerable peninsula: very bare and grassy; haunted
+by sheep and, at night and morning, by the piercing cries of the shepherds;
+wandered over by a few wild goats; and on its sea-front indented with
+long, clamorous caves, and faced with cliffs of the colour and ruinous
+outline of an old peat-stack.&nbsp; In one of these echoing and sunless
+gullies we saw, clustered like sea-birds on a splashing ledge, shrill
+as sea-birds in their salutation to the passing boat, a group of fisherwomen,
+stripped to their gaudy under-clothes.&nbsp; (The clash of the surf
+and the thin female voices echo in my memory.)&nbsp; We had that day
+a native crew and steersman, Kauanui; it was our first experience of
+Polynesian seamanship, which consists in hugging every point of land.&nbsp;
+There is no thought in this of saving time, for they will pull a long
+way in to skirt a point that is embayed.&nbsp; It seems that, as they
+can never get their houses near enough the surf upon the one side, so
+they can never get their boats near enough upon the other.&nbsp; The
+practice in bold water is not so dangerous as it looks - the reflex
+from the rocks sending the boat off.&nbsp; Near beaches with a heavy
+run of sea, I continue to think it very hazardous, and find the composure
+of the natives annoying to behold.&nbsp; We took unmingled pleasure,
+on the way out, to see so near at hand the beach and the wonderful colours
+of the surf.&nbsp; On the way back, when the sea had risen and was running
+strong against us, the fineness of the steersman&rsquo;s aim grew more
+embarrassing.&nbsp; As we came abreast of the sea-front, where the surf
+broke highest, Kauanui embraced the occasion to light his pipe, which
+then made the circuit of the boat - each man taking a whiff or two,
+and, ere he passed it on, filling his lungs and cheeks with smoke.&nbsp;
+Their faces were all puffed out like apples as we came abreast of the
+cliff foot, and the bursting surge fell back into the boat in showers.&nbsp;
+At the next point &lsquo;cocanetti&rsquo; was the word, and the stroke
+borrowed my knife, and desisted from his labours to open nuts.&nbsp;
+These untimely indulgences may be compared to the tot of grog served
+out before a ship goes into action.<br>
+<br>
+My purpose in this visit led me first to the boys&rsquo; school, for
+Hatiheu is the university of the north islands.&nbsp; The hum of the
+lesson came out to meet us.&nbsp; Close by the door, where the draught
+blew coolest, sat the lay brother; around him, in a packed half-circle,
+some sixty high-coloured faces set with staring eyes; and in the background
+of the barn-like room benches were to be seen, and blackboards with
+sums on them in chalk.&nbsp; The brother rose to greet us, sensibly
+humble.&nbsp; Thirty years he had been there, he said, and fingered
+his white locks as a bashful child pulls out his pinafore. <i>&lsquo;Et
+point de r&eacute;sultats, monsieur, presque pas de r&eacute;sultats</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+He pointed to the scholars: &lsquo;You see, sir, all the youth of Nuka-hiva
+and Ua-pu.&nbsp; Between the ages of six and fifteen this is all that
+remains; and it is but a few years since we had a hundred and twenty
+from Nuka-hiva alone.&nbsp; <i>Oui, monsieur, cela se d&eacute;p&eacute;rit</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+Prayers, and reading and writing, prayers again and arithmetic, and
+more prayers to conclude: such appeared to be the dreary nature of the
+course.&nbsp; For arithmetic all island people have a natural taste.&nbsp;
+In Hawaii they make good progress in mathematics.&nbsp; In one of the
+villages on Majuro, and generally in the Marshall group, the whole population
+sit about the trader when he is weighing copra, and each on his own
+slate takes down the figures and computes the total.&nbsp; The trader,
+finding them so apt, introduced fractions, for which they had been taught
+no rule.&nbsp; At first they were quite gravelled but ultimately, by
+sheer hard thinking, reasoned out the result, and came one after another
+to assure the trader he was right.&nbsp; Not many people in Europe could
+have done the like.&nbsp; The course at Hatiheu is therefore less dispiriting
+to Polynesians than a stranger might have guessed; and yet how bald
+it is at best!&nbsp; I asked the brother if he did not tell them stories,
+and he stared at me; if he did not teach them history, and he said,
+&lsquo;O yes, they had a little Scripture history - from the New Testament&rsquo;;
+and repeated his lamentations over the lack of results.&nbsp; I had
+not the heart to put more questions; I could but say it must be very
+discouraging, and resist the impulse to add that it seemed also very
+natural.&nbsp; He looked up - &lsquo;My days are far spent,&rsquo; he
+said; &lsquo;heaven awaits me.&rsquo;&nbsp; May that heaven forgive
+me, but I was angry with the old man and his simple consolation.&nbsp;
+For think of his opportunity!&nbsp; The youth, from six to fifteen,
+are taken from their homes by Government, centralised at Hatiheu, where
+they are supported by a weekly tax of food; and, with the exception
+of one month in every year, surrendered wholly to the direction of the
+priests.&nbsp; Since the escapade already mentioned the holiday occurs
+at a different period for the girls and for the boys; so that a Marquesan
+brother and sister meet again, after their education is complete, a
+pair of strangers.&nbsp; It is a harsh law, and highly unpopular; but
+what a power it places in the hands of the instructors, and how languidly
+and dully is that power employed by the mission!&nbsp; Too much concern
+to make the natives pious, a design in which they all confess defeat,
+is, I suppose, the explanation of their miserable system.&nbsp; But
+they might see in the girls&rsquo; school at Tai-o-hae, under the brisk,
+housewifely sisters, a different picture of efficiency, and a scene
+of neatness, airiness, and spirited and mirthful occupation that should
+shame them into cheerier methods.&nbsp; The sisters themselves lament
+their failure.&nbsp; They complain the annual holiday undoes the whole
+year&rsquo;s work; they complain particularly of the heartless indifference
+of the girls.&nbsp; Out of so many pretty and apparently affectionate
+pupils whom they have taught and reared, only two have ever returned
+to pay a visit of remembrance to their teachers.&nbsp; These, indeed,
+come regularly, but the rest, so soon as their school-days are over,
+disappear into the woods like captive insects.&nbsp; It is hard to imagine
+anything more discouraging; and yet I do not believe these ladies need
+despair.&nbsp; For a certain interval they keep the girls alive and
+innocently busy; and if it be at all possible to save the race, this
+would be the means.&nbsp; No such praise can be given to the boys&rsquo;
+school at Hatiheu.&nbsp; The day is numbered already for them all; alike
+for the teacher and the scholars death is girt; he is afoot upon the
+march; and in the frequent interval they sit and yawn.&nbsp; But in
+life there seems a thread of purpose through the least significant;
+the drowsiest endeavour is not lost, and even the school at Hatiheu
+may be more useful than it seems.<br>
+<br>
+Hatiheu is a place of some pretensions.&nbsp; The end of the bay towards
+Anaho may be called the civil compound, for it boasts the house of Kooamua,
+and close on the beach, under a great tree, that of the gendarme, M.
+Armand Aussel, with his garden, his pictures, his books, and his excellent
+table, to which strangers are made welcome.&nbsp; No more singular contrast
+is possible than between the gendarmerie and the priesthood, who are
+besides in smouldering opposition and full of mutual complaints.&nbsp;
+A priest&rsquo;s kitchen in the eastern islands is a depressing spot
+to see; and many, or most of them, make no attempt to keep a garden,
+sparsely subsisting on their rations.&nbsp; But you will never dine
+with a gendarme without smacking your lips; and M. Aussel&rsquo;s home-made
+sausage and the salad from his garden are unforgotten delicacies.&nbsp;
+Pierre Loti may like to know that he is M. Aussel&rsquo;s favourite
+author, and that his books are read in the fit scenery of Hatiheu bay.<br>
+<br>
+The other end is all religious.&nbsp; It is here that an overhanging
+and tip-tilted horn, a good sea-mark for Hatiheu, bursts naked from
+the verdure of the climbing forest, and breaks down shoreward in steep
+taluses and cliffs.&nbsp; From the edge of one of the highest, perhaps
+seven hundred or a thousand feet above the beach, a Virgin looks insignificantly
+down, like a poor lost doll, forgotten there by a giant child.&nbsp;
+This laborious symbol of the Catholics is always strange to Protestants;
+we conceive with wonder that men should think it worth while to toil
+so many days, and clamber so much about the face of precipices, for
+an end that makes us smile; and yet I believe it was the wise Bishop
+Dordillon who chose the place, and I know that those who had a hand
+in the enterprise look back with pride upon its vanquished dangers.&nbsp;
+The boys&rsquo; school is a recent importation; it was at first in Tai-o-hae,
+beside the girls&rsquo;; and it was only of late, after their joint
+escapade, that the width of the island was interposed between the sexes.&nbsp;
+But Hatiheu must have been a place of missionary importance from before.&nbsp;
+About midway of the beach no less than three churches stand grouped
+in a patch of bananas, intermingled with some pine-apples.&nbsp; Two
+are of wood: the original church, now in disuse; and a second that,
+for some mysterious reason, has never been used.&nbsp; The new church
+is of stone, with twin towers, walls flangeing into buttresses, and
+sculptured front.&nbsp; The design itself is good, simple, and shapely;
+but the character is all in the detail, where the architect has bloomed
+into the sculptor.&nbsp; It is impossible to tell in words of the angels
+(although they are more like winged archbishops) that stand guard upon
+the door, of the cherubs in the corners, of the scapegoat gargoyles,
+or the quaint and spirited relief, where St. Michael (the artist&rsquo;s
+patron) makes short work of a protesting Lucifer.&nbsp; We were never
+weary of viewing the imagery, so innocent, sometimes so funny, and yet
+in the best sense - in the sense of inventive gusto and expression -
+so artistic.&nbsp; I know not whether it was more strange to find a
+building of such merit in a corner of a barbarous isle, or to see a
+building so antique still bright with novelty.&nbsp; The architect,
+a French lay brother, still alive and well, and meditating fresh foundations,
+must have surely drawn his descent from a master-builder in the age
+of the cathedrals; and it was in looking on the church of Hatiheu that
+I seemed to perceive the secret charm of mediaeval sculpture; that combination
+of the childish courage of the amateur, attempting all things, like
+the schoolboy on his slate, with the manly perseverance of the artist
+who does not know when he is conquered.<br>
+<br>
+I had always afterwards a strong wish to meet the architect, Brother
+Michel; and one day, when I was talking with the Resident in Tai-o-hae
+(the chief port of the island), there were shown in to us an old, worn,
+purblind, ascetic-looking priest, and a lay brother, a type of all that
+is most sound in France, with a broad, clever, honest, humorous countenance,
+an eye very large and bright, and a strong and healthy body inclining
+to obesity.&nbsp; But that his blouse was black and his face shaven
+clean, you might pick such a man to-day, toiling cheerfully in his own
+patch of vines, from half a dozen provinces of France; and yet he had
+always for me a haunting resemblance to an old kind friend of my boyhood,
+whom I name in case any of my readers should share with me that memory
+- Dr. Paul, of the West Kirk.&nbsp; Almost at the first word I was sure
+it was my architect, and in a moment we were deep in a discussion of
+Hatiheu church.&nbsp; Brother Michel spoke always of his labours with
+a twinkle of humour, underlying which it was possible to spy a serious
+pride, and the change from one to another was often very human and diverting.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;<i>Et vos gargouilles</i> <i>moyen-&acirc;ge</i>,&rsquo; cried
+I; &lsquo;<i>comme elles sont originates</i>!&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>N&rsquo;est</i>-<i>ce
+pas?&nbsp; Elles sont bien dr&ocirc;les</i>!&rsquo; he said, smiling
+broadly; and the next moment, with a sudden gravity: &lsquo;<i>Cependant
+il y en a une qui a une patte de cass&eacute;</i>; <i>il faut que je
+voie</i> <i>cela</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; I asked if he had any model - a point
+we much discussed.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Non</i>,&rsquo; said he simply; &lsquo;<i>c&rsquo;est
+une &eacute;glise id&eacute;ale</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; The relievo was his
+favourite performance, and very justly so.&nbsp; The angels at the door,
+he owned, he would like to destroy and replace.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Ils
+n&rsquo;ont pas de vie, ils</i> <i>manquent de vie.&nbsp; Vous devriez
+voir mon &eacute;glise &agrave; la Dominique; j&rsquo;ai l&agrave; une
+Vierge qui est vraiment gentille</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;Ah,&rsquo;
+I cried, &lsquo;they told me you had said you would never build another
+church, and I wrote in my journal I could not believe it.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+&lsquo;<i>Oui, j&rsquo;aimerais bien en fairs une autre</i>,&rsquo;
+he confessed, and smiled at the confession.&nbsp; An artist will understand
+how much I was attracted by this conversation.&nbsp; There is no bond
+so near as a community in that unaffected interest and slightly shame-faced
+pride which mark the intelligent man enamoured of an art.&nbsp; He sees
+the limitations of his aim, the defects of his practice; he smiles to
+be so employed upon the shores of death, yet sees in his own devotion
+something worthy.&nbsp; Artists, if they had the same sense of humour
+with the Augurs, would smile like them on meeting, but the smile would
+not be scornful.<br>
+<br>
+I had occasion to see much of this excellent man.&nbsp; He sailed with
+us from Tai-o-hae to Hiva-oa, a dead beat of ninety miles against a
+heavy sea.&nbsp; It was what is called a good passage, and a feather
+in the <i>Casco&rsquo;s</i> cap; but among the most miserable forty
+hours that any one of us had ever passed.&nbsp; We were swung and tossed
+together all that time like shot in a stage thunder-box.&nbsp; The mate
+was thrown down and had his head cut open; the captain was sick on deck;
+the cook sick in the galley.&nbsp; Of all our party only two sat down
+to dinner.&nbsp; I was one.&nbsp; I own that I felt wretchedly; and
+I can only say of the other, who professed to feel quite well, that
+she fled at an early moment from the table.&nbsp; It was in these circumstances
+that we skirted the windward shore of that indescribable island of Ua-pu;
+viewing with dizzy eyes the coves, the capes, the breakers, the climbing
+forests, and the inaccessible stone needles that surmount the mountains.&nbsp;
+The place persists, in a dark corner of our memories, like a piece of
+the scenery of nightmares.&nbsp; The end of this distressful passage,
+where we were to land our passengers, was in a similar vein of roughness.&nbsp;
+The surf ran high on the beach at Taahauku; the boat broached-to and
+capsized; and all hands were submerged.&nbsp; Only the brother himself,
+who was well used to the experience, skipped ashore, by some miracle
+of agility, with scarce a sprinkling.&nbsp; Thenceforward, during our
+stay at Hiva-oa, he was our cicerone and patron; introducing us, taking
+us excursions, serving us in every way, and making himself daily more
+beloved.<br>
+<br>
+Michel Blanc had been a carpenter by trade; had made money and retired,
+supposing his active days quite over; and it was only when he found
+idleness dangerous that he placed his capital and acquirements at the
+service of the mission.&nbsp; He became their carpenter, mason, architect,
+and engineer; added sculpture to his accomplishments, and was famous
+for his skill in gardening.&nbsp; He wore an enviable air of having
+found a port from life&rsquo;s contentions and lying there strongly
+anchored; went about his business with a jolly simplicity; complained
+of no lack of results - perhaps shyly thinking his own statuary result
+enough; and was altogether a pattern of the missionary layman.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VIII - THE PORT OF ENTRY<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The port - the mart, the civil and religious capital of these rude islands
+- is called Tai-o-hae, and lies strung along the beach of a precipitous
+green bay in Nuka-hiva.&nbsp; It was midwinter when we came thither,
+and the weather was sultry, boisterous, and inconstant.&nbsp; Now the
+wind blew squally from the land down gaps of splintered precipice; now,
+between the sentinel islets of the entry, it came in gusts from seaward.&nbsp;
+Heavy and dark clouds impended on the summits; the rain roared and ceased;
+the scuppers of the mountain gushed; and the next day we would see the
+sides of the amphitheatre bearded with white falls.&nbsp; Along the
+beach the town shows a thin file of houses, mostly white, and all ensconced
+in the foliage of an avenue of green puraos; a pier gives access from
+the sea across the belt of breakers; to the eastward there stands, on
+a projecting bushy hill, the old fort which is now the calaboose, or
+prison; eastward still, alone in a garden, the Residency flies the colours
+of France.&nbsp; Just off Calaboose Hill, the tiny Government schooner
+rides almost permanently at anchor, marks eight bells in the morning
+(there or thereabout) with the unfurling of her flag, and salutes the
+setting sun with the report of a musket.<br>
+<br>
+Here dwell together, and share the comforts of a club (which may be
+enumerated as a billiard-board, absinthe, a map of the world on Mercator&rsquo;s
+projection, and one of the most agreeable verandahs in the tropics),
+a handful of whites of varying nationality, mostly French officials,
+German and Scottish merchant clerks, and the agents of the opium monopoly.&nbsp;
+There are besides three tavern-keepers, the shrewd Scot who runs the
+cotton gin-mill, two white ladies, and a sprinkling of people &lsquo;on
+the beach&rsquo; - a South Sea expression for which there is no exact
+equivalent.&nbsp; It is a pleasant society, and a hospitable.&nbsp;
+But one man, who was often to be seen seated on the logs at the pier-head,
+merits a word for the singularity of his history and appearance.&nbsp;
+Long ago, it seems, he fell in love with a native lady, a High Chiefess
+in Ua-pu.&nbsp; She, on being approached, declared she could never marry
+a man who was untattooed; it looked so naked; whereupon, with some greatness
+of soul, our hero put himself in the hands of the Tahukus, and, with
+still greater, persevered until the process was complete.&nbsp; He had
+certainly to bear a great expense, for the Tahuku will not work without
+reward; and certainly exquisite pain.&nbsp; Kooamua, high chief as he
+was, and one of the old school, was only part tattooed; he could not,
+he told us with lively pantomime, endure the torture to an end.&nbsp;
+Our enamoured countryman was more resolved; he was tattooed from head
+to foot in the most approved methods of the art; and at last presented
+himself before his mistress a new man.&nbsp; The fickle fair one could
+never behold him from that day except with laughter.&nbsp; For my part,
+I could never see the man without a kind of admiration; of him it might
+be said, if ever of any, that he had loved not wisely, but too well.<br>
+<br>
+The Residency stands by itself, Calaboose Hill screening it from the
+fringe of town along the further bay.&nbsp; The house is commodious,
+with wide verandahs; all day it stands open, back and front, and the
+trade blows copiously over its bare floors.&nbsp; On a week-day the
+garden offers a scene of most untropical animation, half a dozen convicts
+toiling there cheerfully with spade and barrow, and touching hats and
+smiling to the visitor like old attached family servants.&nbsp; On Sunday
+these are gone, and nothing to be seen but dogs of all ranks and sizes
+peacefully slumbering in the shady grounds; for the dogs of Tai-o-hae
+are very courtly-minded, and make the seat of Government their promenade
+and place of siesta.&nbsp; In front and beyond, a strip of green down
+loses itself in a low wood of many species of acacia; and deep in the
+wood a ruinous wall encloses the cemetery of the Europeans.&nbsp; English
+and Scottish sleep there, and Scandinavians, and French <i>ma&icirc;tres
+de manoeuvres</i> and <i>ma&icirc;tres ouvriers</i>: mingling alien
+dust.&nbsp; Back in the woods, perhaps, the blackbird, or (as they call
+him there) the island nightingale, will be singing home strains; and
+the ceaseless requiem of the surf hangs on the ear.&nbsp; I have never
+seen a resting-place more quiet; but it was a long thought how far these
+sleepers had all travelled, and from what diverse homes they had set
+forth, to lie here in the end together.<br>
+<br>
+On the summit of its promontory hill, the calaboose stands all day with
+doors and window-shutters open to the trade.&nbsp; On my first visit
+a dog was the only guardian visible.&nbsp; He, indeed, rose with an
+attitude so menacing that I was glad to lay hands on an old barrel-hoop;
+and I think the weapon must have been familiar, for the champion instantly
+retreated, and as I wandered round the court and through the building,
+I could see him, with a couple of companions, humbly dodging me about
+the corners.&nbsp; The prisoners&rsquo; dormitory was a spacious, airy
+room, devoid of any furniture; its whitewashed walls covered with inscriptions
+in Marquesan and rude drawings: one of the pier, not badly done; one
+of a murder; several of French soldiers in uniform.&nbsp; There was
+one legend in French: &lsquo;<i>Je n&rsquo;est</i>&rsquo; (sic) &lsquo;<i>pas
+le sou</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; From this noontide quietude it must not be
+supposed the prison was untenanted; the calaboose at Tai-o-hae does
+a good business.&nbsp; But some of its occupants were gardening at the
+Residency, and the rest were probably at work upon the streets, as free
+as our scavengers at home, although not so industrious.&nbsp; On the
+approach of evening they would be called in like children from play;
+and the harbour-master (who is also the jailer) would go through the
+form of locking them up until six the next morning.&nbsp; Should a prisoner
+have any call in town, whether of pleasure or affairs, he has but to
+unhook the window-shutters; and if he is back again, and the shutter
+decently replaced, by the hour of call on the morrow, he may have met
+the harbour-master in the avenue, and there will be no complaint, far
+less any punishment.&nbsp; But this is not all.&nbsp; The charming French
+Resident, M. Delaruelle, carried me one day to the calaboose on an official
+visit.&nbsp; In the green court, a very ragged gentleman, his legs deformed
+with the island elephantiasis, saluted us smiling.&nbsp; &lsquo;One
+of our political prisoners - an insurgent from Raiatea,&rsquo; said
+the Resident; and then to the jailer: &lsquo;I thought I had ordered
+him a new pair of trousers.&rsquo;&nbsp; Meanwhile no other convict
+was to be seen - &lsquo;<i>Eh bien</i>,&rsquo; said the Resident<i>,
+&lsquo;o&ugrave; sont vos prisonniers</i>?&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Monsieur
+le R&eacute;sident</i>,&rsquo; replied the jailer, saluting with soldierly
+formality, <i>&lsquo;comme c&rsquo;est jour de f&ecirc;te, je les ai
+laiss&eacute; aller &agrave; la chasse</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; They were all
+upon the mountains hunting goats!&nbsp; Presently we came to the quarters
+of the women, likewise deserted - &lsquo;<i>O&ugrave;</i> <i>sont vos
+bonnes femmes</i>?&rsquo; asked the Resident; and the jailer cheerfully
+responded: &lsquo;<i>Je crois, Monsieur le R&eacute;sident, qu&rsquo;elles
+sont all&eacute;es quelquepart faire une visite</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; It
+had been the design of M. Delaruelle, who was much in love with the
+whimsicalities of his small realm, to elicit something comical; but
+not even he expected anything so perfect as the last.&nbsp; To complete
+the picture of convict life in Tai-o-hae, it remains to be added that
+these criminals draw a salary as regularly as the President of the Republic.&nbsp;
+Ten sous a day is their hire.&nbsp; Thus they have money, food, shelter,
+clothing, and, I was about to write, their liberty.&nbsp; The French
+are certainly a good-natured people, and make easy masters.&nbsp; They
+are besides inclined to view the Marquesans with an eye of humorous
+indulgence.&nbsp; &lsquo;They are dying, poor devils!&rsquo; said M.
+Delaruelle: &lsquo;the main thing is to let them die in peace.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+And it was not only well said, but I believe expressed the general thought.&nbsp;
+Yet there is another element to be considered; for these convicts are
+not merely useful, they are almost essential to the French existence.&nbsp;
+With a people incurably idle, dispirited by what can only be called
+endemic pestilence, and inflamed with ill-feeling against their new
+masters, crime and convict labour are a godsend to the Government.<br>
+<br>
+Theft is practically the sole crime.&nbsp; Originally petty pilferers,
+the men of Tai-o-hae now begin to force locks and attack strong-boxes.&nbsp;
+Hundreds of dollars have been taken at a time; though, with that redeeming
+moderation so common in Polynesian theft, the Marquesan burglar will
+always take a part and leave a part, sharing (so to speak) with the
+proprietor.&nbsp; If it be Chilian coin - the island currency - he will
+escape; if the sum is in gold, French silver, or bank-notes, the police
+wait until the money begins to come in circulation, and then easily
+pick out their man.&nbsp; And now comes the shameful part.&nbsp; In
+plain English, the prisoner is tortured until he confesses and (if that
+be possible) restores the money.&nbsp; To keep him alone, day and night,
+in the black hole, is to inflict on the Marquesan torture inexpressible.&nbsp;
+Even his robberies are carried on in the plain daylight, under the open
+sky, with the stimulus of enterprise, and the countenance of an accomplice;
+his terror of the dark is still insurmountable; conceive, then, what
+he endures in his solitary dungeon; conceive how he longs to confess,
+become a full-fledged convict, and be allowed to sleep beside his comrades.&nbsp;
+While we were in Tai-o-hae a thief was under prevention.&nbsp; He had
+entered a house about eight in the morning, forced a trunk, and stolen
+eleven hundred francs; and now, under the horrors of darkness, solitude,
+and a bedevilled cannibal imagination, he was reluctantly confessing
+and giving up his spoil.&nbsp; From one cache, which he had already
+pointed out, three hundred francs had been recovered, and it was expected
+that he would presently disgorge the rest.&nbsp; This would be ugly
+enough if it were all; but I am bound to say, because it is a matter
+the French should set at rest, that worse is continually hinted.&nbsp;
+I heard that one man was kept six days with his arms bound backward
+round a barrel; and it is the universal report that every gendarme in
+the South Seas is equipped with something in the nature of a thumbscrew.&nbsp;
+I do not know this.&nbsp; I never had the face to ask any of the gendarmes
+- pleasant, intelligent, and kindly fellows - with whom I have been
+intimate, and whose hospitality I have enjoyed; and perhaps the tale
+reposes (as I hope it does) on a misconstruction of that ingenious cat&rsquo;s-cradle
+with which the French agent of police so readily secures a prisoner.&nbsp;
+But whether physical or moral, torture is certainly employed; and by
+a barbarous injustice, the state of accusation (in which a man may very
+well be innocently placed) is positively painful; the state of conviction
+(in which all are supposed guilty) is comparatively free, and positively
+pleasant.&nbsp; Perhaps worse still, - not only the accused, but sometimes
+his wife, his mistress, or his friend, is subjected to the same hardships.&nbsp;
+I was admiring, in the tapu system, the ingenuity of native methods
+of detection; there is not much to admire in those of the French, and
+to lock up a timid child in a dark room, and, if he proved obstinate,
+lock up his sister in the next, is neither novel nor humane.<br>
+<br>
+The main occasion of these thefts is the new vice of opium-eating.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Here nobody ever works, and all eat opium,&rsquo; said a gendarme;
+and Ah Fu knew a woman who ate a dollar&rsquo;s worth in a day.&nbsp;
+The successful thief will give a handful of money to each of his friends,
+a dress to a woman, pass an evening in one of the taverns of Tai-o-hae,
+during which he treats all comers, produce a big lump of opium, and
+retire to the bush to eat and sleep it off.&nbsp; A trader, who did
+not sell opium, confessed to me that he was at his wit&rsquo;s end.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;I do not sell it, but others do,&rsquo; said he.&nbsp; &lsquo;The
+natives only work to buy it; if they walk over to me to sell their cotton,
+they have just to walk over to some one else to buy their opium with
+my money.&nbsp; And why should they be at the bother of two walks?&nbsp;
+There is no use talking,&rsquo; he added - &lsquo;opium is the currency
+of this country.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+The man under prevention during my stay at Tai-o-hae lost patience while
+the Chinese opium-seller was being examined in his presence.&nbsp; &lsquo;Of
+course he sold me opium!&rsquo; he broke out; &lsquo;all the Chinese
+here sell opium.&nbsp; It was only to buy opium that I stole; it is
+only to buy opium that anybody steals.&nbsp; And what you ought to do
+is to let no opium come here, and no Chinamen.&rsquo;&nbsp; This is
+precisely what is done in Samoa by a native Government; but the French
+have bound their own hands, and for forty thousand francs sold native
+subjects to crime and death.&nbsp; This horrid traffic may be said to
+have sprung up by accident.&nbsp; It was Captain Hart who had the misfortune
+to be the means of beginning it, at a time when his plantations flourished
+in the Marquesas, and he found a difficulty in keeping Chinese coolies.&nbsp;
+To-day the plantations are practically deserted and the Chinese gone;
+but in the meanwhile the natives have learned the vice, the patent brings
+in a round sum, and the needy Government at Papeete shut their eyes
+and open their pockets.&nbsp; Of course, the patentee is supposed to
+sell to Chinamen alone; equally of course, no one could afford to pay
+forty thousand francs for the privilege of supplying a scattered handful
+of Chinese; and every one knows the truth, and all are ashamed of it.&nbsp;
+French officials shake their heads when opium is mentioned; and the
+agents of the farmer blush for their employment.&nbsp; Those that live
+in glass houses should not throw stones; as a subject of the British
+crown, I am an unwilling shareholder in the largest opium business under
+heaven.&nbsp; But the British case is highly complicated; it implies
+the livelihood of millions; and must be reformed, when it can be reformed
+at all, with prudence.&nbsp; This French business, on the other hand,
+is a nostrum and a mere excrescence.&nbsp; No native industry was to
+be encouraged: the poison is solemnly imported.&nbsp; No native habit
+was to be considered: the vice has been gratuitously introduced.&nbsp;
+And no creature profits, save the Government at Papeete - the not very
+enviable gentlemen who pay them, and the Chinese underlings who do the
+dirty work.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER IX - THE HOUSE OF TEMOANA<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The history of the Marquesas is, of late years, much confused by the
+coming and going of the French.&nbsp; At least twice they have seized
+the archipelago, at least once deserted it; and in the meanwhile the
+natives pursued almost without interruption their desultory cannibal
+wars.&nbsp; Through these events and changing dynasties, a single considerable
+figure may be seen to move: that of the high chief, a king, Temoana.&nbsp;
+Odds and ends of his history came to my ears: how he was at first a
+convert to the Protestant mission; how he was kidnapped or exiled from
+his native land, served as cook aboard a whaler, and was shown, for
+small charge, in English seaports; how he returned at last to the Marquesas,
+fell under the strong and benign influence of the late bishop, extended
+his influence in the group, was for a while joint ruler with the prelate,
+and died at last the chief supporter of Catholicism and the French.&nbsp;
+His widow remains in receipt of two pounds a month from the French Government.&nbsp;
+Queen she is usually called, but in the official almanac she figures
+as &lsquo;<i>Madame Vaekehu, Grande Chefesse</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; His son
+(natural or adoptive, I know not which), Stanislao Moanatini, chief
+of Akaui, serves in Tai-o-hae as a kind of Minister of Public Works;
+and the daughter of Stanislao is High Chiefess of the southern island
+of Tauata.&nbsp; These, then, are the greatest folk of the archipelago;
+we thought them also the most estimable.&nbsp; This is the rule in Polynesia,
+with few exceptions; the higher the family, the better the man - better
+in sense, better in manners, and usually taller and stronger in body.&nbsp;
+A stranger advances blindfold.&nbsp; He scrapes acquaintance as he can.&nbsp;
+Save the tattoo in the Marquesas, nothing indicates the difference of
+rank; and yet almost invariably we found, after we had made them, that
+our friends were persons of station.&nbsp; I have said &lsquo;usually
+taller and stronger.&rsquo;&nbsp; I might have been more absolute, -
+over all Polynesia, and a part of Micronesia, the rule holds good; the
+great ones of the isle, and even of the village, are greater of bone
+and muscle, and often heavier of flesh, than any commoner.&nbsp; The
+usual explanation - that the high-born child is more industriously shampooed,
+is probably the true one.&nbsp; In New Caledonia, at least, where the
+difference does not exist, has never been remarked, the practice of
+shampooing seems to be itself unknown.&nbsp; Doctors would be well employed
+in a study of the point.<br>
+<br>
+Vaekehu lives at the other end of the town from the Residency, beyond
+the buildings of the mission.&nbsp; Her house is on the European plan:
+a table in the midst of the chief room; photographs and religious pictures
+on the wall.&nbsp; It commands to either hand a charming vista: through
+the front door, a peep of green lawn, scurrying pigs, the pendent fans
+of the coco-palm and splendour of the bursting surf: through the back,
+mounting forest glades and coronals of precipice.&nbsp; Here, in the
+strong thorough-draught, Her Majesty received us in a simple gown of
+print, and with no mark of royalty but the exquisite finish of her tattooed
+mittens, the elaboration of her manners, and the gentle falsetto in
+which all the highly refined among Marquesan ladies (and Vaekehu above
+all others) delight to sing their language.&nbsp; An adopted daughter
+interpreted, while we gave the news, and rehearsed by name our friends
+of Anaho.&nbsp; As we talked, we could see, through the landward door,
+another lady of the household at her toilet under the green trees; who
+presently, when her hair was arranged, and her hat wreathed with flowers,
+appeared upon the back verandah with gracious salutations.<br>
+<br>
+Vaekehu is very deaf; &lsquo;<i>merci</i>&rsquo; is her only word of
+French; and I do not know that she seemed clever.&nbsp; An exquisite,
+kind refinement, with a shade of quietism, gathered perhaps from the
+nuns, was what chiefly struck us.&nbsp; Or rather, upon that first occasion,
+we were conscious of a sense as of district-visiting on our part, and
+reduced evangelical gentility on the part of our hostess.&nbsp; The
+other impression followed after she was more at ease, and came with
+Stanislao and his little girl to dine on board the <i>Casco</i>.&nbsp;
+She had dressed for the occasion: wore white, which very well became
+her strong brown face; and sat among us, eating or smoking her cigarette,
+quite cut off from all society, or only now and then included through
+the intermediary of her son.&nbsp; It was a position that might have
+been ridiculous, and she made it ornamental; making believe to hear
+and to be entertained; her face, whenever she met our eyes, lighting
+with the smile of good society; her contributions to the talk, when
+she made any, and that was seldom, always complimentary and pleasing.&nbsp;
+No attention was paid to the child, for instance, but what she remarked
+and thanked us for.&nbsp; Her parting with each, when she came to leave,
+was gracious and pretty, as had been every step of her behaviour.&nbsp;
+When Mrs. Stevenson held out her hand to say good-bye, Vaekehu took
+it, held it, and a moment smiled upon her; dropped it, and then, as
+upon a kindly after-thought, and with a sort of warmth of condescension,
+held out both hands and kissed my wife upon both cheeks.&nbsp; Given
+the same relation of years and of rank, the thing would have been so
+done on the boards of the <i>Com&eacute;die Fran&ccedil;aise</i>; just
+so might Madame Brohan have warmed and condescended to Madame Broisat
+in the <i>Marquis de Villemer</i>.&nbsp; It was my part to accompany
+our guests ashore: when I kissed the little girl good-bye at the pier
+steps, Vaekehu gave a cry of gratification, reached down her hand into
+the boat, took mine, and pressed it with that flattering softness which
+seems the coquetry of the old lady in every quarter of the earth.&nbsp;
+The next moment she had taken Stanislao&rsquo;s arm, and they moved
+off along the pier in the moonlight, leaving me bewildered.&nbsp; This
+was a queen of cannibals; she was tattooed from hand to foot, and perhaps
+the greatest masterpiece of that art now extant, so that a while ago,
+before she was grown prim, her leg was one of the sights of Tai-o-hae;
+she had been passed from chief to chief; she had been fought for and
+taken in war; perhaps, being so great a lady, she had sat on the high
+place, and throned it there, alone of her sex, while the drums were
+going twenty strong and the priests carried up the blood-stained baskets
+of long-pig.&nbsp; And now behold her, out of that past of violence
+and sickening feasts, step forth, in her age, a quiet, smooth, elaborate
+old lady, such as you might find at home (mittened also, but not often
+so well-mannered) in a score of country houses.&nbsp; Only Vaekehu&rsquo;s
+mittens were of dye, not of silk; and they had been paid for, not in
+money, but the cooked flesh of men.&nbsp; It came in my mind with a
+clap, what she could think of it herself, and whether at heart, perhaps,
+she might not regret and aspire after the barbarous and stirring past.&nbsp;
+But when I asked Stanislao - &lsquo;Ah!&rsquo; said he, &lsquo;she is
+content; she is religious, she passes all her days with the sisters.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Stanislao (Stanislaos, with the final consonant evaded after the Polynesian
+habit) was sent by Bishop Dordillon to South America, and there educated
+by the fathers.&nbsp; His French is fluent, his talk sensible and spirited,
+and in his capacity of ganger-in-chief, he is of excellent service to
+the French.&nbsp; With the prestige of his name and family, and with
+the stick when needful, he keeps the natives working and the roads passable.&nbsp;
+Without Stanislao and the convicts, I am in doubt what would become
+of the present regimen in Nuka-hiva; whether the highways might not
+be suffered to close up, the pier to wash away, and the Residency to
+fall piecemeal about the ears of impotent officials.&nbsp; And yet though
+the hereditary favourer, and one of the chief props of French authority,
+he has always an eye upon the past.&nbsp; He showed me where the old
+public place had stood, still to be traced by random piles of stone;
+told me how great and fine it was, and surrounded on all sides by populous
+houses, whence, at the beating of the drums, the folk crowded to make
+holiday.&nbsp; The drum-beat of the Polynesian has a strange and gloomy
+stimulation for the nerves of all.&nbsp; White persons feel it - at
+these precipitate sounds their hearts beat faster; and, according to
+old residents, its effect on the natives was extreme.&nbsp; Bishop Dordillon
+might entreat; Temoana himself command and threaten; at the note of
+the drum wild instincts triumphed.&nbsp; And now it might beat upon
+these ruins, and who should assemble?&nbsp; The houses are down, the
+people dead, their lineage extinct; and the sweepings and fugitives
+of distant bays and islands encamp upon their graves.&nbsp; The decline
+of the dance Stanislao especially laments.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Chaque pays
+a ses coutumes</i>,&rsquo; said he; but in the report of any gendarme,
+perhaps corruptly eager to increase the number of <i>d&eacute;lits</i>
+and the instruments of his own power, custom after custom is placed
+on the expurgatorial index.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Tenez, une</i> <i>danse
+qui n&rsquo;est pas permise</i>,&rsquo; said Stanislao: &lsquo;<i>je
+ne sais</i> <i>pas pourquoi, elle est tr&egrave;s jolie, elle va comme
+&ccedil;a</i>,&rsquo; and sticking his umbrella upright in the road,
+he sketched the steps and gestures.&nbsp; All his criticisms of the
+present, all his regrets for the past, struck me as temperate and sensible.&nbsp;
+The short term of office of the Resident he thought the chief defect
+of the administration; that officer having scarce begun to be efficient
+ere he was recalled.&nbsp; I thought I gathered, too, that he regarded
+with some fear the coming change from a naval to a civil governor.&nbsp;
+I am sure at least that I regard it so myself; for the civil servants
+of France have never appeared to any foreigner as at all the flower
+of their country, while her naval officers may challenge competition
+with the world.&nbsp; In all his talk, Stanislao was particular to speak
+of his own country as a land of savages; and when he stated an opinion
+of his own, it was with some apologetic preface, alleging that he was
+&lsquo;a savage who had travelled.&rsquo;&nbsp; There was a deal, in
+this elaborate modesty, of honest pride.&nbsp; Yet there was something
+in the precaution that saddened me; and I could not but fear he was
+only forestalling a taunt that he had heard too often.<br>
+<br>
+I recall with interest two interviews with Stanislao.&nbsp; The first
+was a certain afternoon of tropic rain, which we passed together in
+the verandah of the club; talking at times with heightened voices as
+the showers redoubled overhead, passing at times into the billiard-room,
+to consult, in the dim, cloudy daylight, that map of the world which
+forms its chief adornment.&nbsp; He was naturally ignorant of English
+history, so that I had much of news to communicate.&nbsp; The story
+of Gordon I told him in full, and many episodes of the Indian Mutiny,
+Lucknow, the second battle of Cawn-pore, the relief of Arrah, the death
+of poor Spottis-woode, and Sir Hugh Rose&rsquo;s hotspur, midland campaign.&nbsp;
+He was intent to hear; his brown face, strongly marked with small-pox,
+kindled and changed with each vicissitude.&nbsp; His eyes glowed with
+the reflected light of battle; his questions were many and intelligent,
+and it was chiefly these that sent us so often to the map.&nbsp; But
+it is of our parting that I keep the strongest sense.&nbsp; We were
+to sail on the morrow, and the night had fallen, dark, gusty, and rainy,
+when we stumbled up the hill to bid farewell to Stanislao.&nbsp; He
+had already loaded us with gifts; but more were waiting.&nbsp; We sat
+about the table over cigars and green cocoa-nuts; claps of wind blew
+through the house and extinguished the lamp, which was always instantly
+relighted with a single match; and these recurrent intervals of darkness
+were felt as a relief.&nbsp; For there was something painful and embarrassing
+in the kindness of that separation.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Ah, vous devriez
+rester ici, mon</i> <i>cher ami</i>!&rsquo; cried Stanislao.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Vous
+&ecirc;tes les gens qu&rsquo;il faut pour les Kanaques; vous &ecirc;tes
+doux, vous et votre famille</i>; <i>vous seriez ob&eacute;is dans toutes
+les &icirc;les</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; We had been civil; not always that,
+my conscience told me, and never anything beyond; and all this to-do
+is a measure, not of our considerateness, but of the want of it in others.&nbsp;
+The rest of the evening, on to Vaekehu&rsquo;s and back as far as to
+the pier, Stanislao walked with my arm and sheltered me with his umbrella;
+and after the boat had put off, we could still distinguish, in the murky
+darkness, his gestures of farewell.&nbsp; His words, if there were any,
+were drowned by the rain and the loud surf.<br>
+<br>
+I have mentioned presents, a vexed question in the South Seas; and one
+which well illustrates the common, ignorant habit of regarding races
+in a lump.&nbsp; In many quarters the Polynesian gives only to receive.&nbsp;
+I have visited islands where the population mobbed me for all the world
+like dogs after the waggon of cat&rsquo;s-meat; and where the frequent
+proposition, &lsquo;You my pleni (friend),&rsquo; or (with more of pathos)
+&lsquo;You all &lsquo;e same my father,&rsquo; must be received with
+hearty laughter and a shout.&nbsp; And perhaps everywhere, among the
+greedy and rapacious, a gift is regarded as a sprat to catch a whale.&nbsp;
+It is the habit to give gifts and to receive returns, and such characters,
+complying with the custom, will look to it nearly that they do not lose.&nbsp;
+But for persons of a different stamp the statement must be reversed.&nbsp;
+The shabby Polynesian is anxious till he has received the return gift;
+the generous is uneasy until he has made it.&nbsp; The first is disappointed
+if you have not given more than he; the second is miserable if he thinks
+he has given less than you.&nbsp; This is my experience; if it clash
+with that of others, I pity their fortune, and praise mine: the circumstances
+cannot change what I have seen, nor lessen what I have received.&nbsp;
+And indeed I find that those who oppose me often argue from a ground
+of singular presumptions; comparing Polynesians with an ideal person,
+compact of generosity and gratitude, whom I never had the pleasure of
+encountering; and forgetting that what is almost poverty to us is wealth
+almost unthinkable to them.&nbsp; I will give one instance: I chanced
+to speak with consideration of these gifts of Stanislao&rsquo;s with
+a certain clever man, a great hater and contemner of Kanakas.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Well! what were they?&rsquo; he cried.&nbsp; &lsquo;A pack of
+old men&rsquo;s beards.&nbsp; Trash!&rsquo;&nbsp; And the same gentleman,
+some half an hour later, being upon a different train of thought, dwelt
+at length on the esteem in which the Marquesans held that sort of property,
+how they preferred it to all others except land, and what fancy prices
+it would fetch.&nbsp; Using his own figures, I computed that, in this
+commodity alone, the gifts of Vaekehu and Stanislao represented between
+two and three hundred dollars; and the queen&rsquo;s official salary
+is of two hundred and forty in the year.<br>
+<br>
+But generosity on the one hand, and conspicuous meanness on the other,
+are in the South Seas, as at home, the exception.&nbsp; It is neither
+with any hope of gain, nor with any lively wish to please, that the
+ordinary Polynesian chooses and presents his gifts.&nbsp; A plain social
+duty lies before him, which he performs correctly, but without the least
+enthusiasm.&nbsp; And we shall best understand his attitude of mind,
+if we examine our own to the cognate absurdity of marriage presents.&nbsp;
+There we give without any special thought of a return; yet if the circumstance
+arise, and the return be withheld, we shall judge ourselves insulted.&nbsp;
+We give them usually without affection, and almost never with a genuine
+desire to please; and our gift is rather a mark of our own status than
+a measure of our love to the recipients.&nbsp; So in a great measure
+and with the common run of the Polynesians; their gifts are formal;
+they imply no more than social recognition; and they are made and reciprocated,
+as we pay and return our morning visits.&nbsp; And the practice of marking
+and measuring events and sentiments by presents is universal in the
+island world.&nbsp; A gift plays with them the part of stamp and seal;
+and has entered profoundly into the mind of islanders.&nbsp; Peace and
+war, marriage, adoption and naturalisation, are celebrated or declared
+by the acceptance or the refusal of gifts; and it is as natural for
+the islander to bring a gift as for us to carry a card-case.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER X - A PORTRAIT AND A STORY<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+I have had occasion several times to name the late bishop, Father Dordillon,
+&lsquo;Monseigneur,&rsquo; as he is still almost universally called,
+Vicar-Apostolic of the Marquesas and Bishop of Cambysopolis <i>in partibus</i>.&nbsp;
+Everywhere in the islands, among all classes and races, this fine, old,
+kindly, cheerful fellow is remembered with affection and respect.&nbsp;
+His influence with the natives was paramount.&nbsp; They reckoned him
+the highest of men - higher than an admiral; brought him their money
+to keep; took his advice upon their purchases; nor would they plant
+trees upon their own land till they had the approval of the father of
+the islands.&nbsp; During the time of the French exodus he singly represented
+Europe, living in the Residency, and ruling by the hand of Temoana.&nbsp;
+The first roads were made under his auspices and by his persuasion.&nbsp;
+The old road between Hatiheu and Anaho was got under way from either
+side on the ground that it would be pleasant for an evening promenade,
+and brought to completion by working on the rivalry of the two villages.&nbsp;
+The priest would boast in Hatiheu of the progress made in Anaho, and
+he would tell the folk of Anaho, &lsquo;If you don&rsquo;t take care,
+your neighbours will be over the hill before you are at the top.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+It could not be so done to-day; it could then; death, opium, and depopulation
+had not gone so far; and the people of Hatiheu, I was told, still vied
+with each other in fine attire, and used to go out by families, in the
+cool of the evening, boat-sailing and racing in the bay.&nbsp; There
+seems some truth at least in the common view, that this joint reign
+of Temoana and the bishop was the last and brief golden age of the Marquesas.&nbsp;
+But the civil power returned, the mission was packed out of the Residency
+at twenty-four hours&rsquo; notice, new methods supervened, and the
+golden age (whatever it quite was) came to an end.&nbsp; It is the strongest
+proof of Father Dordillon&rsquo;s prestige that it survived, seemingly
+without loss, this hasty deposition.<br>
+<br>
+His method with the natives was extremely mild.&nbsp; Among these barbarous
+children he still played the part of the smiling father; and he was
+careful to observe, in all indifferent matters, the Marquesan etiquette.&nbsp;
+Thus, in the singular system of artificial kinship, the bishop had been
+adopted by Vaekehu as a grandson; Miss Fisher, of Hatiheu, as a daughter.&nbsp;
+From that day, Monseigneur never addressed the young lady except as
+his mother, and closed his letters with the formalities of a dutiful
+son.&nbsp; With Europeans he could be strict, even to the extent of
+harshness.&nbsp; He made no distinction against heretics, with whom
+he was on friendly terms; but the rules of his own Church he would see
+observed; and once at least he had a white man clapped in jail for the
+desecration of a saint&rsquo;s day.&nbsp; But even this rigour, so intolerable
+to laymen, so irritating to Protestants, could not shake his popularity.&nbsp;
+We shall best conceive him by examples nearer home; we may all have
+known some divine of the old school in Scotland, a literal Sabbatarian,
+a stickler for the letter of the law, who was yet in private modest,
+innocent, genial and mirthful.&nbsp; Much such a man, it seems, was
+Father Dordillon.&nbsp; And his popularity bore a test yet stronger.&nbsp;
+He had the name, and probably deserved it, of a shrewd man in business
+and one that made the mission pay.&nbsp; Nothing so much stirs up resentment
+as the inmixture in commerce of religious bodies; but even rival traders
+spoke well of Monseigneur.<br>
+<br>
+His character is best portrayed in the story of the days of his decline.&nbsp;
+A time came when, from the failure of sight, he must desist from his
+literary labours: his Marquesan hymns, grammars, and dictionaries; his
+scientific papers, lives of saints, and devotional poetry.&nbsp; He
+cast about for a new interest: pitched on gardening, and was to be seen
+all day, with spade and water-pot, in his childlike eagerness, actually
+running between the borders.&nbsp; Another step of decay, and he must
+leave his garden also.&nbsp; Instantly a new occupation was devised,
+and he sat in the mission cutting paper flowers and wreaths.&nbsp; His
+diocese was not great enough for his activity; the churches of the Marquesas
+were papered with his handiwork, and still he must be making more.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Ah,&rsquo; said he, smiling, &lsquo;when I am dead what a fine
+time you will have clearing out my trash!&rsquo;&nbsp; He had been dead
+about six months; but I was pleased to see some of his trophies still
+exposed, and looked upon them with a smile: the tribute (if I have read
+his cheerful character aright) which he would have preferred to any
+useless tears.&nbsp; Disease continued progressively to disable him;
+he who had clambered so stalwartly over the rude rocks of the Marquesas,
+bringing peace to warfaring clans, was for some time carried in a chair
+between the mission and the church, and at last confined to bed, impotent
+with dropsy, and tormented with bed-sores and sciatica.&nbsp; Here he
+lay two months without complaint; and on the 11th January 1888, in the
+seventy-ninth year of his life, and the thirty-fourth of his labours
+in the Marquesas, passed away.<br>
+<br>
+Those who have a taste for hearing missions, Protestant or Catholic,
+decried, must seek their pleasure elsewhere than in my pages.&nbsp;
+Whether Catholic or Protestant, with all their gross blots, with all
+their deficiency of candour, of humour, and of common sense, the missionaries
+are the best and the most useful whites in the Pacific.&nbsp; This is
+a subject which will follow us throughout; but there is one part of
+it that may conveniently be treated here.&nbsp; The married and the
+celibate missionary, each has his particular advantage and defect.&nbsp;
+The married missionary, taking him at the best, may offer to the native
+what he is much in want of - a higher picture of domestic life; but
+the woman at his elbow tends to keep him in touch with Europe and out
+of touch with Polynesia, and to perpetuate, and even to ingrain, parochial
+decencies far best forgotten.&nbsp; The mind of the female missionary
+tends, for instance, to be continually busied about dress.&nbsp; She
+can be taught with extreme difficulty to think any costume decent but
+that to which she grew accustomed on Clapham Common; and to gratify
+this prejudice, the native is put to useless expense, his mind is tainted
+with the morbidities of Europe, and his health is set in danger.&nbsp;
+The celibate missionary, on the other hand, and whether at best or worst,
+falls readily into native ways of life; to which he adds too commonly
+what is either a mark of celibate man at large, or an inheritance from
+mediaeval saints - I mean slovenly habits and an unclean person.&nbsp;
+There are, of course, degrees in this; and the sister (of course, and
+all honour to her) is as fresh as a lady at a ball.&nbsp; For the diet
+there is nothing to be said - it must amaze and shock the Polynesian
+- but for the adoption of native habits there is much.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Chaque
+pays a ses coutumes</i>,&rsquo; said Stanislao; these it is the missionary&rsquo;s
+delicate task to modify; and the more he can do so from within, and
+from a native standpoint, the better he will do his work; and here I
+think the Catholics have sometimes the advantage; in the Vicariate of
+Dordillon, I am sure they had it.&nbsp; I have heard the bishop blamed
+for his indulgence to the natives, and above all because he did not
+rage with sufficient energy against cannibalism.&nbsp; It was a part
+of his policy to live among the natives like an elder brother; to follow
+where he could; to lead where it was necessary; never to drive; and
+to encourage the growth of new habits, instead of violently rooting
+up the old.&nbsp; And it might be better, in the long-run, if this policy
+were always followed.<br>
+<br>
+It might be supposed that native missionaries would prove more indulgent,
+but the reverse is found to be the case.&nbsp; The new broom sweeps
+clean; and the white missionary of to-day is often embarrassed by the
+bigotry of his native coadjutor.&nbsp; What else should we expect?&nbsp;
+On some islands, sorcery, polygamy, human sacrifice, and tobacco-smoking
+have been prohibited, the dress of the native has been modified, and
+himself warned in strong terms against rival sects of Christianity;
+all by the same man, at the same period of time, and with the like authority.&nbsp;
+By what criterion is the convert to distinguish the essential from the
+unessential?&nbsp; He swallows the nostrum whole; there has been no
+play of mind, no instruction, and, except for some brute utility in
+the prohibitions, no advance.&nbsp; To call things by their proper names,
+this is teaching superstition.&nbsp; It is unfortunate to use the word;
+so few people have read history, and so many have dipped into little
+atheistic manuals, that the majority will rush to a conclusion, and
+suppose the labour lost.&nbsp; And far from that: These semi-spontaneous
+superstitions, varying with the sect of the original evangelist and
+the customs of the island, are found in practice to be highly fructifying;
+and in particular those who have learned and who go forth again to teach
+them offer an example to the world.&nbsp; The best specimen of the Christian
+hero that I ever met was one of these native missionaries.&nbsp; He
+had saved two lives at the risk of his own; like Nathan, he had bearded
+a tyrant in his hour of blood; when a whole white population fled, he
+alone stood to his duty; and his behaviour under domestic sorrow with
+which the public has no concern filled the beholder with sympathy and
+admiration.&nbsp; A poor little smiling laborious man he looked; and
+you would have thought he had nothing in him but that of which indeed
+he had too much - facile good-nature.<br>
+<br>
+It chances that the only rivals of Monseigneur and his mission in the
+Marquesas were certain of these brown-skinned evangelists, natives from
+Hawaii.&nbsp; I know not what they thought of Father Dordillon: they
+are the only class I did not question; but I suspect the prelate to
+have regarded them askance, for he was eminently human.&nbsp; During
+my stay at Tai-o-hae, the time of the yearly holiday came round at the
+girls&rsquo; school; and a whole fleet of whale-boats came from Ua-pu
+to take the daughters of that island home.&nbsp; On board of these was
+Kauwealoha, one of the pastors, a fine, rugged old gentleman, of that
+leonine type so common in Hawaii.&nbsp; He paid me a visit in the <i>Casco</i>,
+and there entertained me with a tale of one of his colleagues, Kekela,
+a missionary in the great cannibal isle of Hiva-oa.&nbsp; It appears
+that shortly after a kidnapping visit from a Peruvian slaver, the boats
+of an American whaler put into a bay upon that island, were attacked,
+and made their escape with difficulty, leaving their mate, a Mr. Whalon,
+in the hands of the natives.&nbsp; The captive, with his arms bound
+behind his back, was cast into a house; and the chief announced the
+capture to Kekela.&nbsp; And here I begin to follow the version of Kauwealoha;
+it is a good specimen of Kanaka English; and the reader is to conceive
+it delivered with violent emphasis and speaking pantomime.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;&ldquo;I got &lsquo;Melican mate,&rdquo; the chief he say.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;What you go do &lsquo;Melican mate?&rdquo; Kekela he say.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;I go make fire, I go kill, I go eat him,&rdquo; he say; &ldquo;you
+come to-mollow eat piece.&rdquo;&nbsp; &ldquo;I no <i>want</i> eat &lsquo;Melican
+mate!&rdquo; Kekela he say; &ldquo;why you want?&rdquo;&nbsp; &ldquo;This
+bad shippee, this slave shippee,&rdquo; the chief he say.&nbsp; &ldquo;One
+time a shippee he come from Pelu, he take away plenty Kanaka, he take
+away my son.&nbsp; &lsquo;Melican mate he bad man.&nbsp; I go eat him;
+you eat piece.&rdquo;&nbsp; &ldquo;I no <i>want</i> eat &lsquo;Melican
+mate!&rdquo; Kekela he say; and he <i>cly</i> - all night he cly!&nbsp;
+To-mollow Kekela he get up, he put on blackee coat, he go see chief;
+he see Missa Whela, him hand tie&rsquo; like this.&nbsp; (<i>Pantomime</i>.)&nbsp;
+Kekela he cly.&nbsp; He say chief:- &ldquo;Chief, you like things of
+mine? you like whale-boat?&rdquo;&nbsp; &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; he say.&nbsp;
+&ldquo;You like file-a&rsquo;m?&rdquo; (fire-arms).&nbsp; &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo;
+he say.&nbsp; &ldquo;You like blackee coat?&rdquo;&nbsp; &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo;
+he say.&nbsp; Kekela he take Missa Whela by he shoul&rsquo;a&rsquo;
+(shoulder), he take him light out house; he give chief he whale-boat,
+he file-a&rsquo;m, he blackee coat.&nbsp; He take Missa Whela he house,
+make him sit down with he wife and chil&rsquo;en.&nbsp; Missa Whela
+all-the-same pelison (prison); he wife, he chil&rsquo;en in Amelica;
+he cly - O, he cly.&nbsp; Kekela he solly.&nbsp; One day Kekela he see
+ship.&nbsp; (<i>Pantomime</i>.)&nbsp; He say Missa Whela, &ldquo;Ma&rsquo;
+Whala?&rdquo;&nbsp; Missa Whela he say, &ldquo;Yes.&rdquo;&nbsp; Kanaka
+they begin go down beach.&nbsp; Kekela he get eleven Kanaka, get oa&rsquo;
+(oars), get evely thing.&nbsp; He say Missa Whela, &ldquo;Now you go
+quick.&rdquo;&nbsp; They jump in whale-boat.&nbsp; &ldquo;Now you low!&rdquo;&nbsp;
+Kekela he say: &ldquo;you low quick, quick!&rdquo;&nbsp; (<i>Violent
+pantomime</i>, <i>and a change indicating that the narrator has left
+the boat</i> <i>and returned to the beach</i>.)&nbsp; All the Kanaka
+they say, &ldquo;How!&nbsp; &lsquo;Melican mate he go away?&rdquo; -
+jump in boat; low afta.&nbsp; (<i>Violent pantomime, and change again
+to boat</i>.)&nbsp; Kekela he say, &ldquo;Low quick!&rdquo;&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Here I think Kauwealoha&rsquo;s pantomime had confused me; I have no
+more of his <i>ipsissima verba</i>; and can but add, in my own less
+spirited manner, that the ship was reached, Mr. Whalon taken aboard,
+and Kekela returned to his charge among the cannibals.&nbsp; But how
+unjust it is to repeat the stumblings of a foreigner in a language only
+partly acquired!&nbsp; A thoughtless reader might conceive Kauwealoha
+and his colleague to be a species of amicable baboon; but I have here
+the anti-dote.&nbsp; In return for his act of gallant charity, Kekela
+was presented by the American Government with a sum of money, and by
+President Lincoln personally with a gold watch.&nbsp; From his letter
+of thanks, written in his own tongue, I give the following extract.&nbsp;
+I do not envy the man who can read it without emotion.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;When I saw one of your countrymen, a citizen of your great nation,
+ill-treated, and about to be baked and eaten, as a pig is eaten, I ran
+to save him, full of pity and grief at the evil deed of these benighted
+people.&nbsp; I gave my boat for the stranger&rsquo;s life.&nbsp; This
+boat came from James Hunnewell, a gift of friendship.&nbsp; It became
+the ransom of this countryman of yours, that he might not be eaten by
+the savages who knew not Jehovah.&nbsp; This was Mr. Whalon, and the
+date, Jan. 14, 1864.<br>
+<br>
+As to this friendly deed of mine in saving Mr. Whalon, its seed came
+from your great land, and was brought by certain of your countrymen,
+who had received the love of God.&nbsp; It was planted in Hawaii, and
+I brought it to plant in this land and in these dark regions, that they
+might receive the root of all that is good and true, which is <i>love.<br>
+<br>
+</i>&lsquo;1. Love to Jehovah.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;2. Love to self.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;3. Love to our neighbour.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;If a man have a sufficiency of these three, he is good and holy,
+like his God, Jehovah, in his triune character (Father, Son, and Holy
+Ghost), one-three, three-one.&nbsp; If he have two and wants one, it
+is not well; and if he have one and wants two, indeed, is not well;
+but if he cherishes all three, then is he holy, indeed, after the manner
+of the Bible.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;This is a great thing for your great nation to boast of, before
+all the nations of the earth.&nbsp; From your great land a most precious
+seed was brought to the land of darkness.&nbsp; It was planted here,
+not by means of guns and men-of-war and threatening.&nbsp; It was planted
+by means of the ignorant, the neglected, the despised.&nbsp; Such was
+the introduction of the word of the Almighty God into this group of
+Nuuhiwa.&nbsp; Great is my debt to Americans, who have taught me all
+things pertaining to this life and to that which is to come.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;How shall I repay your great kindness to me?&nbsp; Thus David
+asked of Jehovah, and thus I ask of you, the President of the United
+States.&nbsp; This is my only payment - that which I have received of
+the Lord, love - (aloha).&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER XI - LONG-PIG - A CANNIBAL HIGH PLACE<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Nothing more strongly arouses our disgust than cannibalism, nothing
+so surely unmortars a society; nothing, we might plausibly argue, will
+so harden and degrade the minds of those that practise it.&nbsp; And
+yet we ourselves make much the same appearance in the eyes of the Buddhist
+and the vegetarian.&nbsp; We consume the carcasses of creatures of like
+appetites, passions, and organs with ourselves; we feed on babes, though
+not our own; and the slaughter-house resounds daily with screams of
+pain and fear.&nbsp; We distinguish, indeed; but the unwillingness of
+many nations to eat the dog, an animal with whom we live on terms of
+the next intimacy, shows how precariously the distinction is grounded.&nbsp;
+The pig is the main element of animal food among the islands; and I
+had many occasions, my mind being quickened by my cannibal surroundings,
+to observe his character and the manner of his death.&nbsp; Many islanders
+live with their pigs as we do with our dogs; both crowd around the hearth
+with equal freedom; and the island pig is a fellow of activity, enterprise,
+and sense.&nbsp; He husks his own cocoa-nuts, and (I am told) rolls
+them into the sun to burst; he is the terror of the shepherd.&nbsp;
+Mrs. Stevenson, senior, has seen one fleeing to the woods with a lamb
+in his mouth; and I saw another come rapidly (and erroneously) to the
+conclusion that the <i>Casco</i> was going down, and swim through the
+flush water to the rail in search of an escape.&nbsp; It was told us
+in childhood that pigs cannot swim; I have known one to leap overboard,
+swim five hundred yards to shore, and return to the house of his original
+owner.&nbsp; I was once, at Tautira, a pig-master on a considerable
+scale; at first, in my pen, the utmost good feeling prevailed; a little
+sow with a belly-ache came and appealed to us for help in the manner
+of a child; and there was one shapely black boar, whom we called Catholicus,
+for he was a particular present from the Catholics of the village, and
+who early displayed the marks of courage and friendliness; no other
+animal, whether dog or pig, was suffered to approach him at his food,
+and for human beings he showed a full measure of that toadying fondness
+so common in the lower animals, and possibly their chief title to the
+name.&nbsp; One day, on visiting my piggery, I was amazed to see Catholicus
+draw back from my approach with cries of terror; and if I was amazed
+at the change, I was truly embarrassed when I learnt its reason.&nbsp;
+One of the pigs had been that morning killed; Catholicus had seen the
+murder, he had discovered he was dwelling in the shambles, and from
+that time his confidence and his delight in life were ended.&nbsp; We
+still reserved him a long while, but he could not endure the sight of
+any two-legged creature, nor could we, under the circumstances, encounter
+his eye without confusion.&nbsp; I have assisted besides, by the ear,
+at the act of butchery itself; the victim&rsquo;s cries of pain I think
+I could have borne, but the execution was mismanaged, and his expression
+of terror was contagious: that small heart moved to the same tune with
+ours.&nbsp; Upon such &lsquo;dread foundations&rsquo; the life of the
+European reposes, and yet the European is among the less cruel of races.&nbsp;
+The paraphernalia of murder, the preparatory brutalities of his existence,
+are all hid away; an extreme sensibility reigns upon the surface; and
+ladies will faint at the recital of one tithe of what they daily expect
+of their butchers.&nbsp; Some will be even crying out upon me in their
+hearts for the coarseness of this paragraph.&nbsp; And so with the island
+cannibals.&nbsp; They were not cruel; apart from this custom, they are
+a race of the most kindly; rightly speaking, to cut a man&rsquo;s flesh
+after he is dead is far less hateful than to oppress him whilst he lives;
+and even the victims of their appetite were gently used in life and
+suddenly and painlessly despatched at last.&nbsp; In island circles
+of refinement it was doubtless thought bad taste to expatiate on what
+was ugly in the practice.<br>
+<br>
+Cannibalism is traced from end to end of the Pacific, from the Marquesas
+to New Guinea, from New Zealand to Hawaii, here in the lively haunt
+of its exercise, there by scanty but significant survivals.&nbsp; Hawaii
+is the most doubtful.&nbsp; We find cannibalism chronicled in Hawaii,
+only in the history of a single war, where it seems to have been thought
+exception, as in the case of mountain outlaws, such as fell by the hand
+of Theseus.&nbsp; In Tahiti, a single circumstance survived, but that
+appears conclusive.&nbsp; In historic times, when human oblation was
+made in the marae, the eyes of the victim were formally offered to the
+chief: a delicacy to the leading guest.&nbsp; All Melanesia appears
+tainted.&nbsp; In Micronesia, in the Marshalls, with which my acquaintance
+is no more than that of a tourist, I could find no trace at all; and
+even in the Gilbert zone I long looked and asked in vain.&nbsp; I was
+told tales indeed of men who had been eaten in a famine; but these were
+nothing to my purpose, for the same thing is done under the same stress
+by all kindreds and generations of men.&nbsp; At last, in some manuscript
+notes of Dr. Turner&rsquo;s, which I was allowed to consult at Malua,
+I came on one damning evidence: on the island of Onoatoa the punishment
+for theft was to be killed and eaten.&nbsp; How shall we account for
+the universality of the practice over so vast an area, among people
+of such varying civilisation, and, with whatever intermixture, of such
+different blood?&nbsp; What circumstance is common to them all, but
+that they lived on islands destitute, or very nearly so, of animal food?&nbsp;
+I can never find it in my appetite that man was meant to live on vegetables
+only.&nbsp; When our stores ran low among the islands, I grew to weary
+for the recurrent day when economy allowed us to open another tin of
+miserable mutton.&nbsp; And in at least one ocean language, a particular
+word denotes that a man is &lsquo;hungry for fish,&rsquo; having reached
+that stage when vegetables can no longer satisfy, and his soul, like
+those of the Hebrews in the desert, begins to lust after flesh-pots.&nbsp;
+Add to this the evidences of over-population and imminent famine already
+adduced, and I think we see some ground of indulgence for the island
+cannibal.<br>
+<br>
+It is right to look at both sides of any question; but I am far from
+making the apology of this worse than bestial vice.&nbsp; The higher
+Polynesian races, such as the Tahitians, Hawaiians, and Samoans, had
+one and all outgrown, and some of them had in part forgot, the practice,
+before Cook or Bougainville had shown a top-sail in their waters.&nbsp;
+It lingered only in some low islands where life was difficult to maintain,
+and among inveterate savages like the New-Zealanders or the Marquesans.&nbsp;
+The Marquesans intertwined man-eating with the whole texture of their
+lives; long-pig was in a sense their currency and sacrament; it formed
+the hire of the artist, illustrated public events, and was the occasion
+and attraction of a feast.&nbsp; To-day they are paying the penalty
+of this bloody commixture.&nbsp; The civil power, in its crusade against
+man-eating, has had to examine one after another all Marquesan arts
+and pleasures, has found them one after another tainted with a cannibal
+element, and one after another has placed them on the proscript list.&nbsp;
+Their art of tattooing stood by itself, the execution exquisite, the
+designs most beautiful and intricate; nothing more handsomely sets off
+a handsome man; it may cost some pain in the beginning, but I doubt
+if it be near so painful in the long-run, and I am sure it is far more
+becoming than the ignoble European practice of tight-lacing among women.&nbsp;
+And now it has been found needful to forbid the art.&nbsp; Their songs
+and dances were numerous (and the law has had to abolish them by the
+dozen).&nbsp; They now face empty-handed the tedium of their uneventful
+days; and who shall pity them?&nbsp; The least rigorous will say that
+they were justly served.<br>
+<br>
+Death alone could not satisfy Marquesan vengeance: the flesh must be
+eaten.&nbsp; The chief who seized Mr. Whalon preferred to eat him; and
+he thought he had justified the wish when he explained it was a vengeance.&nbsp;
+Two or three years ago, the people of a valley seized and slew a wretch
+who had offended them.&nbsp; His offence, it is to be supposed, was
+dire; they could not bear to leave their vengeance incomplete, and,
+under the eyes of the French, they did not dare to hold a public festival.&nbsp;
+The body was accordingly divided; and every man retired to his own house
+to consummate the rite in secret, carrying his proportion of the dreadful
+meat in a Swedish match-box.&nbsp; The barbarous substance of the drama
+and the European properties employed offer a seizing contrast to the
+imagination.&nbsp; Yet more striking is another incident of the very
+year when I was there myself, 1888.&nbsp; In the spring, a man and woman
+skulked about the school-house in Hiva-oa till they found a particular
+child alone.&nbsp; Him they approached with honeyed words and carneying
+manners - &lsquo;You are So-and-so, son of So-and-so?&rsquo; they asked;
+and caressed and beguiled him deeper in the woods.&nbsp; Some instinct
+woke in the child&rsquo;s bosom, or some look betrayed the horrid purpose
+of his deceivers.&nbsp; He sought to break from them; he screamed; and
+they, casting off the mask, seized him the more strongly and began to
+run.&nbsp; His cries were heard; his schoolmates, playing not far off,
+came running to the rescue; and the sinister couple fled and vanished
+in the woods.&nbsp; They were never identified; no prosecution followed;
+but it was currently supposed they had some grudge against the boy&rsquo;s
+father, and designed to eat him in revenge.&nbsp; All over the islands,
+as at home among our own ancestors, it will be observed that the avenger
+takes no particular heed to strike an individual.&nbsp; A family, a
+class, a village, a whole valley or island, a whole race of mankind,
+share equally the guilt of any member.&nbsp; So, in the above story,
+the son was to pay the penalty for his father; so Mr. Whalon, the mate
+of an American whaler, was to bleed and be eaten for the misdeeds of
+a Peruvian slaver.&nbsp; I am reminded of an incident in Jaluit in the
+Marshall group, which was told me by an eye-witness, and which I tell
+here again for the strangeness of the scene.&nbsp; Two men had awakened
+the animosity of the Jaluit chiefs; and it was their wives who were
+selected to be punished.&nbsp; A single native served as executioner.&nbsp;
+Early in the morning, in the face of a large concourse of spectators,
+he waded out upon the reef between his victims.&nbsp; These neither
+complained nor resisted; accompanied their destroyer patiently; stooped
+down, when they had waded deep enough, at his command; and he (laying
+one hand upon the shoulders of each) held them under water till they
+drowned.&nbsp; Doubtless, although my informant did not tell me so,
+their families would be lamenting aloud upon the beach.<br>
+<br>
+It was from Hatiheu that I paid my first visit to a cannibal high place.<br>
+<br>
+The day was sultry and clouded.&nbsp; Drenching tropical showers succeeded
+bursts of sweltering sunshine.&nbsp; The green pathway of the road wound
+steeply upward.&nbsp; As we went, our little schoolboy guide a little
+ahead of us, Father Simeon had his portfolio in his hand, and named
+the trees for me, and read aloud from his notes the abstract of their
+virtues.&nbsp; Presently the road, mounting, showed us the vale of Hatiheu,
+on a larger scale; and the priest, with occasional reference to our
+guide, pointed out the boundaries and told me the names of the larger
+tribes that lived at perpetual war in the old days: one on the north-east,
+one along the beach, one behind upon the mountain.&nbsp; With a survivor
+of this latter clan Father Simeon had spoken; until the pacification
+he had never been to the sea&rsquo;s edge, nor, if I remember exactly,
+eaten of sea-fish.&nbsp; Each in its own district, the septs lived cantoned
+and beleaguered.&nbsp; One step without the boundaries was to affront
+death.&nbsp; If famine came, the men must out to the woods to gather
+chestnuts and small fruits; even as to this day, if the parents are
+backward in their weekly doles, school must be broken up and the scholars
+sent foraging.&nbsp; But in the old days, when there was trouble in
+one clan, there would be activity in all its neighbours; the woods would
+be laid full of ambushes; and he who went after vegetables for himself
+might remain to be a joint for his hereditary foes.&nbsp; Nor was the
+pointed occasion needful.&nbsp; A dozen different natural signs and
+social junctures called this people to the war-path and the cannibal
+hunt.&nbsp; Let one of chiefly rank have finished his tattooing, the
+wife of one be near upon her time, two of the debauching streams have
+deviated nearer on the beach of Hatiheu, a certain bird have been heard
+to sing, a certain ominous formation of cloud observed above the northern
+sea; and instantly the arms were oiled, and the man-hunters swarmed
+into the wood to lay their fratricidal ambuscades.&nbsp; It appears
+besides that occasionally, perhaps in famine, the priest would shut
+himself in his house, where he lay for a stated period like a person
+dead.&nbsp; When he came forth it was to run for three days through
+the territory of the clan, naked and starving, and to sleep at night
+alone in the high place.&nbsp; It was now the turn of the others to
+keep the house, for to encounter the priest upon his rounds was death.&nbsp;
+On the eve of the fourth day the time of the running was over; the priest
+returned to his roof, the laymen came forth, and in the morning the
+number of the victims was announced.&nbsp; I have this tale of the priest
+on one authority - I think a good one, - but I set it down with diffidence.&nbsp;
+The particulars are so striking that, had they been true, I almost think
+I must have heard them oftener referred to.&nbsp; Upon one point there
+seems to be no question: that the feast was sometimes furnished from
+within the clan.&nbsp; In times of scarcity, all who were not protected
+by their family connections - in the Highland expression, all the commons
+of the clan - had cause to tremble.&nbsp; It was vain to resist, it
+was useless to flee.&nbsp; They were begirt upon all hands by cannibals;
+and the oven was ready to smoke for them abroad in the country of their
+foes, or at home in the valley of their fathers.<br>
+<br>
+At a certain corner of the road our scholar-guide struck off to his
+left into the twilight of the forest.&nbsp; We were now on one of the
+ancient native roads, plunged in a high vault of wood, and clambering,
+it seemed, at random over boulders and dead trees; but the lad wound
+in and out and up and down without a check, for these paths are to the
+natives as marked as the king&rsquo;s highway is to us; insomuch that,
+in the days of the man-hunt, it was their labour rather to block and
+deface than to improve them.&nbsp; In the crypt of the wood the air
+was clammy and hot and cold; overhead, upon the leaves, the tropical
+rain uproariously poured, but only here and there, as through holes
+in a leaky roof, a single drop would fall, and make a spot upon my mackintosh.&nbsp;
+Presently the huge trunk of a banyan hove in sight, standing upon what
+seemed the ruins of an ancient fort; and our guide, halting and holding
+forth his arm, announced that we had reached the <i>paepae tapu.<br>
+<br>
+Paepae</i> signifies a floor or platform such as a native house is built
+on; and even such a paepae - a paepae hae - may be called a paepae tapu
+in a lesser sense when it is deserted and becomes the haunt of spirits;
+but the public high place, such as I was now treading, was a thing on
+a great scale.&nbsp; As far as my eyes could pierce through the dark
+undergrowth, the floor of the forest was all paved.&nbsp; Three tiers
+of terrace ran on the slope of the hill; in front, a crumbling parapet
+contained the main arena; and the pavement of that was pierced and parcelled
+out with several wells and small enclosures.&nbsp; No trace remained
+of any superstructure, and the scheme of the amphitheatre was difficult
+to seize.&nbsp; I visited another in Hiva-oa, smaller but more perfect,
+where it was easy to follow rows of benches, and to distinguish isolated
+seats of honour for eminent persons; and where, on the upper platform,
+a single joist of the temple or dead-house still remained, its uprights
+richly carved.&nbsp; In the old days the high place was sedulously tended.&nbsp;
+No tree except the sacred banyan was suffered to encroach upon its grades,
+no dead leaf to rot upon the pavement.&nbsp; The stones were smoothly
+set, and I am told they were kept bright with oil.&nbsp; On all sides
+the guardians lay encamped in their subsidiary huts to watch and cleanse
+it.&nbsp; No other foot of man was suffered to draw near; only the priest,
+in the days of his running, came there to sleep - perhaps to dream of
+his ungodly errand; but, in the time of the feast, the clan trooped
+to the high place in a body, and each had his appointed seat.&nbsp;
+There were places for the chiefs, the drummers, the dancers, the women,
+and the priests.&nbsp; The drums - perhaps twenty strong, and some of
+them twelve feet high - continuously throbbed in time.&nbsp; In time
+the singers kept up their long-drawn, lugubrious, ululating song; in
+time, too, the dancers, tricked out in singular finery, stepped, leaped,
+swayed, and gesticulated - their plumed fingers fluttering in the air
+like butterflies.&nbsp; The sense of time, in all these ocean races,
+is extremely perfect; and I conceive in such a festival that almost
+every sound and movement fell in one.&nbsp; So much the more unanimously
+must have grown the agitation of the feasters; so much the more wild
+must have been the scene to any European who could have beheld them
+there, in the strong sun and the strong shadow of the banyan, rubbed
+with saffron to throw in a more high relief the arabesque of the tattoo;
+the women bleached by days of confinement to a complexion almost European;
+the chiefs crowned with silver plumes of old men&rsquo;s beards and
+girt with kirtles of the hair of dead women.&nbsp; All manner of island
+food was meanwhile spread for the women and the commons; and, for those
+who were privileged to eat of it, there were carried up to the dead-house
+the baskets of long-pig.&nbsp; It is told that the feasts were long
+kept up; the people came from them brutishly exhausted with debauchery,
+and the chiefs heavy with their beastly food.&nbsp; There are certain
+sentiments which we call emphatically human - denying the honour of
+that name to those who lack them.&nbsp; In such feasts - particularly
+where the victim has been slain at home, and men banqueted on the poor
+clay of a comrade with whom they had played in infancy, or a woman whose
+favours they had shared - the whole body of these sentiments is outraged.&nbsp;
+To consider it too closely is to understand, if not to excuse, the fervours
+of self-righteous old ship-captains, who would man their guns, and open
+fire in passing, on a cannibal island.<br>
+<br>
+And yet it was strange.&nbsp; There, upon the spot, as I stood under
+the high, dripping vault of the forest, with the young priest on the
+one hand, in his kilted gown, and the bright-eyed Marquesan schoolboy
+on the other, the whole business appeared infinitely distant, and fallen
+in the cold perspective and dry light of history.&nbsp; The bearing
+of the priest, perhaps, affected me. He smiled; he jested with the boy,
+the heir both of these feasters and their meat; he clapped his hands,
+and gave me a stave of one of the old, ill-omened choruses.&nbsp; Centuries
+might have come and gone since this slimy theatre was last in operation;
+and I beheld the place with no more emotion than I might have felt in
+visiting Stonehenge.&nbsp; In Hiva-oa, as I began to appreciate that
+the thing was still living and latent about my footsteps, and that it
+was still within the bounds of possibility that I might hear the cry
+of the trapped victim, my historic attitude entirely failed, and I was
+sensible of some repugnance for the natives.&nbsp; But here, too, the
+priests maintained their jocular attitude: rallying the cannibals as
+upon an eccentricity rather absurd than horrible; seeking, I should
+say, to shame them from the practice by good-natured ridicule, as we
+shame a child from stealing sugar.&nbsp; We may here recognise the temperate
+and sagacious mind of Bishop Dordillon.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER XII - THE STORY OF A PLANTATION<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Taahauku, on the south-westerly coast of the island of Hiva-oa - Tahuku,
+say the slovenly whites - may be called the port of Atuona.&nbsp; It
+is a narrow and small anchorage, set between low cliffy points, and
+opening above upon a woody valley: a little French fort, now disused
+and deserted, overhangs the valley and the inlet.&nbsp; Atuona itself,
+at the head of the next bay, is framed in a theatre of mountains, which
+dominate the more immediate settling of Taahauku and give the salient
+character of the scene.&nbsp; They are reckoned at no higher than four
+thousand feet; but Tahiti with eight thousand, and Hawaii with fifteen,
+can offer no such picture of abrupt, melancholy alps.&nbsp; In the morning,
+when the sun falls directly on their front, they stand like a vast wall:
+green to the summit, if by any chance the summit should be clear - water-courses
+here and there delineated on their face, as narrow as cracks.&nbsp;
+Towards afternoon, the light falls more obliquely, and the sculpture
+of the range comes in relief, huge gorges sinking into shadow, huge,
+tortuous buttresses standing edged with sun.&nbsp; At all hours of the
+day they strike the eye with some new beauty, and the mind with the
+same menacing gloom.<br>
+<br>
+The mountains, dividing and deflecting the endless airy deluge of the
+Trade, are doubtless answerable for the climate.&nbsp; A strong draught
+of wind blew day and night over the anchorage.&nbsp; Day and night the
+same fantastic and attenuated clouds fled across the heavens, the same
+dusky cap of rain and vapour fell and rose on the mountain.&nbsp; The
+land-breezes came very strong and chill, and the sea, like the air,
+was in perpetual bustle.&nbsp; The swell crowded into the narrow anchorage
+like sheep into a fold; broke all along both sides, high on the one,
+low on the other; kept a certain blowhole sounding and smoking like
+a cannon; and spent itself at last upon the beach.<br>
+<br>
+On the side away from Atuona, the sheltering promontory was a nursery
+of coco-trees.&nbsp; Some were mere infants, none had attained to any
+size, none had yet begun to shoot skyward with that whip-like shaft
+of the mature palm.&nbsp; In the young trees the colour alters with
+the age and growth.&nbsp; Now all is of a grass-like hue, infinitely
+dainty; next the rib grows golden, the fronds remaining green as ferns;
+and then, as the trunk continues to mount and to assume its final hue
+of grey, the fans put on manlier and more decided depths of verdure,
+stand out dark upon the distance, glisten against the sun, and flash
+like silver fountains in the assault of the wind.&nbsp; In this young
+wood of Taahauku, all these hues and combinations were exampled and
+repeated by the score.&nbsp; The trees grew pleasantly spaced upon a
+hilly sward, here and there interspersed with a rack for drying copra,
+or a tumble-down hut for storing it.&nbsp; Every here and there the
+stroller had a glimpse of the <i>Casco</i> tossing in the narrow anchorage
+below; and beyond he had ever before him the dark amphitheatre of the
+Atuona mountains and the cliffy bluff that closes it to seaward.&nbsp;
+The trade-wind moving in the fans made a ceaseless noise of summer rain;
+and from time to time, with the sound of a sudden and distant drum-beat,
+the surf would burst in a sea-cave.<br>
+<br>
+At the upper end of the inlet, its low, cliffy lining sinks, at both
+sides, into a beach.&nbsp; A copra warehouse stands in the shadow of
+the shoreside trees, flitted about for ever by a clan of dwarfish swallows;
+and a line of rails on a high wooden staging bends back into the mouth
+of the valley.&nbsp; Walking on this, the new-landed traveller becomes
+aware of a broad fresh-water lagoon (one arm of which he crosses), and
+beyond, of a grove of noble palms, sheltering the house of the trader,
+Mr. Keane.&nbsp; Overhead, the cocos join in a continuous and lofty
+roof; blackbirds are heard lustily singing; the island cock springs
+his jubilant rattle and airs his golden plumage; cow-bells sound far
+and near in the grove; and when you sit in the broad verandah, lulled
+by this symphony, you may say to yourself, if you are able: &lsquo;Better
+fifty years of Europe . . .&rsquo;&nbsp; Farther on, the floor of the
+valley is flat and green, and dotted here and there with stripling coco-palms.&nbsp;
+Through the midst, with many changes of music, the river trots and brawls;
+and along its course, where we should look for willows, puraos grow
+in clusters, and make shadowy pools after an angler&rsquo;s heart.&nbsp;
+A vale more rich and peaceful, sweeter air, a sweeter voice of rural
+sounds, I have found nowhere.&nbsp; One circumstance alone might strike
+the experienced: here is a convenient beach, deep soil, good water,
+and yet nowhere any paepaes, nowhere any trace of island habitation.<br>
+<br>
+It is but a few years since this valley was a place choked with jungle,
+the debatable land and battle-ground of cannibals.&nbsp; Two clans laid
+claim to it - neither could substantiate the claim, and the roads lay
+desert, or were only visited by men in arms.&nbsp; It is for this very
+reason that it wears now so smiling an appearance: cleared, planted,
+built upon, supplied with railways, boat-houses, and bath-houses.&nbsp;
+For, being no man&rsquo;s land, it was the more readily ceded to a stranger.&nbsp;
+The stranger was Captain John Hart: Ima Hati, &lsquo;Broken-arm,&rsquo;
+the natives call him, because when he first visited the islands his
+arm was in a sling.&nbsp; Captain Hart, a man of English birth, but
+an American subject, had conceived the idea of cotton culture in the
+Marquesas during the American War, and was at first rewarded with success.&nbsp;
+His plantation at Anaho was highly productive; island cotton fetched
+a high price, and the natives used to debate which was the stronger
+power, Ima Hati or the French: deciding in favour of the captain, because,
+though the French had the most ships, he had the more money.<br>
+<br>
+He marked Taahauku for a suitable site, acquired it, and offered the
+superintendence to Mr. Robert Stewart, a Fifeshire man, already some
+time in the islands, who had just been ruined by a war on Tauata.&nbsp;
+Mr. Stewart was somewhat averse to the adventure, having some acquaintance
+with Atuona and its notorious chieftain, Moipu.&nbsp; He had once landed
+there, he told me, about dusk, and found the remains of a man and woman
+partly eaten.&nbsp; On his starting and sickening at the sight, one
+of Moipu&rsquo;s young men picked up a human foot, and provocatively
+staring at the stranger, grinned and nibbled at the heel.&nbsp; None
+need be surprised if Mr. Stewart fled incontinently to the bush, lay
+there all night in a great horror of mind, and got off to sea again
+by daylight on the morrow.&nbsp; &lsquo;It was always a bad place, Atuona,&rsquo;
+commented Mr. Stewart, in his homely Fifeshire voice.&nbsp; In spite
+of this dire introduction, he accepted the captain&rsquo;s offer, was
+landed at Taahauku with three Chinamen, and proceeded to clear the jungle.<br>
+<br>
+War was pursued at that time, almost without interval, between the men
+of Atuona and the men of Haamau; and one day, from the opposite sides
+of the valley, battle - or I should rather say the noise of battle -
+raged all the afternoon: the shots and insults of the opposing clans
+passing from hill to hill over the heads of Mr. Stewart and his Chinamen.&nbsp;
+There was no genuine fighting; it was like a bicker of schoolboys, only
+some fool had given the children guns.&nbsp; One man died of his exertions
+in running, the only casualty.&nbsp; With night the shots and insults
+ceased; the men of Haamau withdrew; and victory, on some occult principle,
+was scored to Moipu.&nbsp; Perhaps, in consequence, there came a day
+when Moipu made a feast, and a party from Haamau came under safe-conduct
+to eat of it.&nbsp; These passed early by Taahauku, and some of Moipu&rsquo;s
+young men were there to be a guard of honour.&nbsp; They were not long
+gone before there came down from Haamau, a man, his wife, and a girl
+of twelve, their daughter, bringing fungus.&nbsp; Several Atuona lads
+were hanging round the store; but the day being one of truce none apprehended
+danger.&nbsp; The fungus was weighed and paid for; the man of Haamau
+proposed he should have his axe ground in the bargain; and Mr. Stewart
+demurring at the trouble, some of the Atuona lads offered to grind it
+for him, and set it on the wheel.&nbsp; While the axe was grinding,
+a friendly native whispered Mr. Stewart to have a care of himself, for
+there was trouble in hand; and, all at once, the man of Haamau was seized,
+and his head and arm stricken from his body, the head at one sweep of
+his own newly sharpened axe.&nbsp; In the first alert, the girl escaped
+among the cotton; and Mr. Stewart, having thrust the wife into the house
+and locked her in from the outside, supposed the affair was over.&nbsp;
+But the business had not passed without noise, and it reached the ears
+of an older girl who had loitered by the way, and who now came hastily
+down the valley, crying as she came for her father.&nbsp; Her, too,
+they seized and beheaded; I know not what they had done with the axe,
+it was a blunt knife that served their butcherly turn upon the girl;
+and the blood spurted in fountains and painted them from head to foot.&nbsp;
+Thus horrible from crime, the party returned to Atuona, carrying the
+heads to Moipu.&nbsp; It may be fancied how the feast broke up; but
+it is notable that the guests were honourably suffered to retire.&nbsp;
+These passed back through Taahauku in extreme disorder; a little after
+the valley began to be overrun with shouting and triumphing braves;
+and a letter of warning coming at the same time to Mr. Stewart, he and
+his Chinamen took refuge with the Protestant missionary in Atuona.&nbsp;
+That night the store was gutted, and the bodies cast in a pit and covered
+with leaves.&nbsp; Three days later the schooner had come in; and things
+appearing quieter, Mr. Stewart and the captain landed in Taahauku to
+compute the damage and to view the grave, which was already indicated
+by the stench.&nbsp; While they were so employed, a party of Moipu&rsquo;s
+young men, decked with red flannel to indicate martial sentiments, came
+over the hills from Atuona, dug up the bodies, washed them in the river,
+and carried them away on sticks.&nbsp; That night the feast began.<br>
+<br>
+Those who knew Mr. Stewart before this experience declare the man to
+be quite altered.&nbsp; He stuck, however, to his post; and somewhat
+later, when the plantation was already well established, and gave employment
+to sixty Chinamen and seventy natives, he found himself once more in
+dangerous times.&nbsp; The men of Haamau, it was reported, had sworn
+to plunder and erase the settlement; letters came continually from the
+Hawaiian missionary, who acted as intelligence department; and for six
+weeks Mr. Stewart and three other whites slept in the cotton-house at
+night in a rampart of bales, and (what was their best defence) ostentatiously
+practised rifle-shooting by day upon the beach.&nbsp; Natives were often
+there to watch them; the practice was excellent; and the assault was
+never delivered - if it ever was intended, which I doubt, for the natives
+are more famous for false rumours than for deeds of energy.&nbsp; I
+was told the late French war was a case in point; the tribes on the
+beach accusing those in the mountains of designs which they had never
+the hardihood to entertain.&nbsp; And the same testimony to their backwardness
+in open battle reached me from all sides.&nbsp; Captain Hart once landed
+after an engagement in a certain bay; one man had his hand hurt, an
+old woman and two children had been slain; and the captain improved
+the occasion by poulticing the hand, and taunting both sides upon so
+wretched an affair.&nbsp; It is true these wars were often merely formal
+- comparable with duels to the first blood.&nbsp; Captain Hart visited
+a bay where such a war was being carried on between two brothers, one
+of whom had been thought wanting in civility to the guests of the other.&nbsp;
+About one-half of the population served day about on alternate sides,
+so as to be well with each when the inevitable peace should follow.&nbsp;
+The forts of the belligerents were over against each other, and close
+by.&nbsp; Pigs were cooking.&nbsp; Well-oiled braves, with well-oiled
+muskets, strutted on the paepae or sat down to feast.&nbsp; No business,
+however needful, could be done, and all thoughts were supposed to be
+centred in this mockery of war.&nbsp; A few days later, by a regrettable
+accident, a man was killed; it was felt at once the thing had gone too
+far, and the quarrel was instantly patched up.&nbsp; But the more serious
+wars were prosecuted in a similar spirit; a gift of pigs and a feast
+made their inevitable end; the killing of a single man was a great victory,
+and the murder of defenceless solitaries counted a heroic deed.<br>
+<br>
+The foot of the cliffs, about all these islands, is the place of fishing.&nbsp;
+Between Taahauku and Atuona we saw men, but chiefly women, some nearly
+naked, some in thin white or crimson dresses, perched in little surf-beat
+promontories - the brown precipice overhanging them, and the convolvulus
+overhanging that, as if to cut them off the more completely from assistance.&nbsp;
+There they would angle much of the morning; and as fast as they caught
+any fish, eat them, raw and living, where they stood.&nbsp; It was such
+helpless ones that the warriors from the opposite island of Tauata slew,
+and carried home and ate, and were thereupon accounted mighty men of
+valour.&nbsp; Of one such exploit I can give the account of an eye-witness.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Portuguese Joe,&rsquo; Mr. Keane&rsquo;s cook, was once pulling
+an oar in an Atuona boat, when they spied a stranger in a canoe with
+some fish and a piece of tapu.&nbsp; The Atuona men cried upon him to
+draw near and have a smoke.&nbsp; He complied, because, I suppose, he
+had no choice; but he knew, poor devil, what he was coming to, and (as
+Joe said) &lsquo;he didn&rsquo;t seem to care about the smoke.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+A few questions followed, as to where he came from, and what was his
+business.&nbsp; These he must needs answer, as he must needs draw at
+the unwelcome pipe, his heart the while drying in his bosom.&nbsp; And
+then, of a sudden, a big fellow in Joe&rsquo;s boat leaned over, plucked
+the stranger from his canoe, struck him with a knife in the neck - inward
+and downward, as Joe showed in pantomime more expressive than his words
+- and held him under water, like a fowl, until his struggles ceased.&nbsp;
+Whereupon the long-pig was hauled on board, the boat&rsquo;s head turned
+about for Atuona, and these Marquesan braves pulled home rejoicing.&nbsp;
+Moipu was on the beach and rejoiced with them on their arrival.&nbsp;
+Poor Joe toiled at his oar that day with a white face, yet he had no
+fear for himself.&nbsp; &lsquo;They were very good to me - gave me plenty
+grub: never wished to eat white man,&rsquo; said he.<br>
+<br>
+If the most horrible experience was Mr. Stewart&rsquo;s, it was Captain
+Hart himself who ran the nearest danger.&nbsp; He had bought a piece
+of land from Timau, chief of a neighbouring bay, and put some Chinese
+there to work.&nbsp; Visiting the station with one of the Godeffroys,
+he found his Chinamen trooping to the beach in terror: Timau had driven
+them out, seized their effects, and was in war attire with his young
+men.&nbsp; A boat was despatched to Taahauku for reinforcement; as they
+awaited her return, they could see, from the deck of the schooner, Timau
+and his young men dancing the war-dance on the hill-top till past twelve
+at night; and so soon as the boat came (bringing three gendarmes, armed
+with chassepots, two white men from Taahauku station, and some native
+warriors) the party set out to seize the chief before he should awake.&nbsp;
+Day was not come, and it was a very bright moonlight morning, when they
+reached the hill-top where (in a house of palm-leaves) Timau was sleeping
+off his debauch.&nbsp; The assailants were fully exposed, the interior
+of the hut quite dark; the position far from sound.&nbsp; The gendarmes
+knelt with their pieces ready, and Captain Hart advanced alone.&nbsp;
+As he drew near the door he heard the snap of a gun cocking from within,
+and in sheer self-defence - there being no other escape - sprang into
+the house and grappled Timau.&nbsp; &lsquo;Timau, come with me!&rsquo;
+he cried.&nbsp; But Timau - a great fellow, his eyes blood-red with
+the abuse of kava, six foot three in stature - cast him on one side;
+and the captain, instantly expecting to be either shot or brained, discharged
+his pistol in the dark.&nbsp; When they carried Timau out at the door
+into the moonlight, he was already dead, and, upon this unlooked-for
+termination of their sally, the whites appeared to have lost all conduct,
+and retreated to the boats, fired upon by the natives as they went.&nbsp;
+Captain Hart, who almost rivals Bishop Dordillon in popularity, shared
+with him the policy of extreme indulgence to the natives, regarding
+them as children, making light of their defects, and constantly in favour
+of mild measures.&nbsp; The death of Timau has thus somewhat weighed
+upon his mind; the more so, as the chieftain&rsquo;s musket was found
+in the house unloaded.&nbsp; To a less delicate conscience the matter
+will seem light.&nbsp; If a drunken savage elects to cock a fire-arm,
+a gentleman advancing towards him in the open cannot wait to make sure
+if it be charged.<br>
+<br>
+I have touched on the captain&rsquo;s popularity.&nbsp; It is one of
+the things that most strikes a stranger in the Marquesas.&nbsp; He comes
+instantly on two names, both new to him, both locally famous, both mentioned
+by all with affection and respect - the bishop&rsquo;s and the captain&rsquo;s.&nbsp;
+It gave me a strong desire to meet with the survivor, which was subsequently
+gratified - to the enrichment of these pages.&nbsp; Long after that
+again, in the Place Dolorous - Molokai - I came once more on the traces
+of that affectionate popularity.&nbsp; There was a blind white leper
+there, an old sailor - &lsquo;an old tough,&rsquo; he called himself
+- who had long sailed among the eastern islands.&nbsp; Him I used to
+visit, and, being fresh from the scenes of his activity, gave him the
+news.&nbsp; This (in the true island style) was largely a chronicle
+of wrecks; and it chanced I mentioned the case of one not very successful
+captain, and how he had lost a vessel for Mr. Hart; thereupon the blind
+leper broke forth in lamentation.&nbsp; &lsquo;Did he lose a ship of
+John Hart&rsquo;s?&rsquo; he cried; &lsquo;poor John Hart!&nbsp; Well,
+I&rsquo;m sorry it was Hart&rsquo;s,&rsquo; with needless force of epithet,
+which I neglect to reproduce.<br>
+<br>
+Perhaps, if Captain Hart&rsquo;s affairs had continued to prosper, his
+popularity might have been different.&nbsp; Success wins glory, but
+it kills affection, which misfortune fosters.&nbsp; And the misfortune
+which overtook the captain&rsquo;s enterprise was truly singular.&nbsp;
+He was at the top of his career.&nbsp; Ile Masse belonged to him, given
+by the French as an indemnity for the robberies at Taahauku.&nbsp; But
+the Ile Masse was only suitable for cattle; and his two chief stations
+were Anaho, in Nuka-hiva, facing the north-east, and Taahauku in Hiva-oa,
+some hundred miles to the southward, and facing the south-west.&nbsp;
+Both these were on the same day swept by a tidal wave, which was not
+felt in any other bay or island of the group.&nbsp; The south coast
+of Hiva-oa was bestrewn with building timber and camphor-wood chests,
+containing goods; which, on the promise of a reasonable salvage, the
+natives very honestly brought back, the chests apparently not opened,
+and some of the wood after it had been built into their houses.&nbsp;
+But the recovery of such jetsam could not affect the result.&nbsp; It
+was impossible the captain should withstand this partiality of fortune;
+and with his fall the prosperity of the Marquesas ended.&nbsp; Anaho
+is truly extinct, Taahauku but a shadow of itself; nor has any new plantation
+arisen in their stead.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER XIII - CHARACTERS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+There was a certain traffic in our anchorage at Atuona; different indeed
+from the dead inertia and quiescence of the sister island, Nuka-hiva.&nbsp;
+Sails were seen steering from its mouth; now it would be a whale-boat
+manned with native rowdies, and heavy with copra for sale; now perhaps
+a single canoe come after commodities to buy.&nbsp; The anchorage was
+besides frequented by fishers; not only the lone females perched in
+niches of the cliff, but whole parties, who would sometimes camp and
+build a fire upon the beach, and sometimes lie in their canoes in the
+midst of the haven and jump by turns in the water; which they would
+cast eight or nine feet high, to drive, as we supposed, the fish into
+their nets.&nbsp; The goods the purchasers came to buy were sometimes
+quaint.&nbsp; I remarked one outrigger returning with a single ham swung
+from a pole in the stern.&nbsp; And one day there came into Mr. Keane&rsquo;s
+store a charming lad, excellently mannered, speaking French correctly
+though with a babyish accent; very handsome too, and much of a dandy,
+as was shown not only in his shining raiment, but by the nature of his
+purchases.&nbsp; These were five ship-biscuits, a bottle of scent, and
+two balls of washing blue.&nbsp; He was from Tauata, whither he returned
+the same night in an outrigger, daring the deep with these young-ladyish
+treasures.&nbsp; The gross of the native passengers were more ill-favoured:
+tall, powerful fellows, well tattooed, and with disquieting manners.&nbsp;
+Something coarse and jeering distinguished them, and I was often reminded
+of the slums of some great city.&nbsp; One night, as dusk was falling,
+a whale-boat put in on that part of the beach where I chanced to be
+alone.&nbsp; Six or seven ruffianly fellows scrambled out; all had enough
+English to give me &lsquo;good-bye,&rsquo; which was the ordinary salutation;
+or &lsquo;good-morning,&rsquo; which they seemed to regard as an intensitive;
+jests followed, they surrounded me with harsh laughter and rude looks,
+and I was glad to move away.&nbsp; I had not yet encountered Mr. Stewart,
+or I should have been reminded of his first landing at Atuona and the
+humorist who nibbled at the heel.&nbsp; But their neighbourhood depressed
+me; and I felt, if I had been there a castaway and out of reach of help,
+my heart would have been sick.<br>
+<br>
+Nor was the traffic altogether native.&nbsp; While we lay in the anchorage
+there befell a strange coincidence.&nbsp; A schooner was observed at
+sea and aiming to enter.&nbsp; We knew all the schooners in the group,
+but this appeared larger than any; she was rigged, besides, after the
+English manner; and, coming to an anchor some way outside the <i>Casco</i>,
+showed at last the blue ensign.&nbsp; There were at that time, according
+to rumour, no fewer than four yachts in the Pacific; but it was strange
+that any two of them should thus lie side by side in that outlandish
+inlet: stranger still that in the owner of the <i>Nyanza</i>, Captain
+Dewar, I should find a man of the same country and the same county with
+myself, and one whom I had seen walking as a boy on the shores of the
+Alpes Maritimes.<br>
+<br>
+We had besides a white visitor from shore, who came and departed in
+a crowded whale-boat manned by natives; having read of yachts in the
+Sunday papers, and being fired with the desire to see one.&nbsp; Captain
+Chase, they called him, an old whaler-man, thickset and white-bearded,
+with a strong Indiana drawl; years old in the country, a good backer
+in battle, and one of those dead shots whose practice at the target
+struck terror in the braves of Haamau.&nbsp; Captain Chase dwelt farther
+east in a bay called Hanamate, with a Mr. M&rsquo;Callum; or rather
+they had dwelt together once, and were now amicably separated.&nbsp;
+The captain is to be found near one end of the bay, in a wreck of a
+house, and waited on by a Chinese.&nbsp; At the point of the opposing
+corner another habitation stands on a tall paepae.&nbsp; The surf runs
+there exceeding heavy, seas of seven and eight feet high bursting under
+the walls of the house, which is thus continually filled with their
+clamour, and rendered fit only for solitary, or at least for silent,
+inmates.&nbsp; Here it is that Mr. M&rsquo;Callum, with a Shakespeare
+and a Burns, enjoys the society of the breakers.&nbsp; His name and
+his Burns testify to Scottish blood; but he is an American born, somewhere
+far east; followed the trade of a ship-carpenter; and was long employed,
+the captain of a hundred Indians, breaking up wrecks about Cape Flattery.&nbsp;
+Many of the whites who are to be found scattered in the South Seas represent
+the more artistic portion of their class; and not only enjoy the poetry
+of that new life, but came there on purpose to enjoy it.&nbsp; I have
+been shipmates with a man, no longer young, who sailed upon that voyage,
+his first time to sea, for the mere love of Samoa; and it was a few
+letters in a newspaper that sent him on that pilgrimage.&nbsp; Mr. M&rsquo;Callum
+was another instance of the same.&nbsp; He had read of the South Seas;
+loved to read of them; and let their image fasten in his heart: till
+at length he could refrain no longer - must set forth, a new Rudel,
+for that unseen homeland - and has now dwelt for years in Hiva-oa, and
+will lay his bones there in the end with full content; having no desire
+to behold again the places of his boyhood, only, perhaps - once, before
+he dies - the rude and wintry landscape of Cape Flattery.&nbsp; Yet
+he is an active man, full of schemes; has bought land of the natives;
+has planted five thousand coco-palms; has a desert island in his eye,
+which he desires to lease, and a schooner in the stocks, which he has
+laid and built himself, and even hopes to finish.&nbsp; Mr. M&rsquo;Callum
+and I did not meet, but, like gallant troubadours, corresponded in verse.&nbsp;
+I hope he will not consider it a breach of copyright if I give here
+a specimen of his muse.&nbsp; He and Bishop Dordillon are the two European
+bards of the Marquesas.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Sail, ho!&nbsp; Ahoy!&nbsp; <i>Casco,<br>
+</i>First among the pleasure fleet<br>
+That came around to greet<br>
+These isles from San Francisco,<br>
+<br>
+And first, too; only one<br>
+Among the literary men<br>
+That this way has ever been -<br>
+Welcome, then, to Stevenson.<br>
+<br>
+Please not offended be<br>
+At this little notice<br>
+Of the <i>Casco</i>, Captain Otis,<br>
+With the novelist&rsquo;s family.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Avoir une voyage magnifical<br>
+</i>Is our wish sincere,<br>
+That you&rsquo;ll have from here<br>
+<i>Allant sur la Grande Pacifical</i>.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+But our chief visitor was one Mapiao, a great Tahuku - which seems to
+mean priest, wizard, tattooer, practiser of any art, or, in a word,
+esoteric person - and a man famed for his eloquence on public occasions
+and witty talk in private.&nbsp; His first appearance was typical of
+the man.&nbsp; He came down clamorous to the eastern landing, where
+the surf was running very high; scorned all our signals to go round
+the bay; carried his point, was brought aboard at some hazard to our
+skiff, and set down in one corner of the cockpit to his appointed task.&nbsp;
+He had been hired, as one cunning in the art, to make my old men&rsquo;s
+beards into a wreath: what a wreath for Celia&rsquo;s arbour!&nbsp;
+His own beard (which he carried, for greater safety, in a sailor&rsquo;s
+knot) was not merely the adornment of his age, but a substantial piece
+of property.&nbsp; One hundred dollars was the estimated value; and
+as Brother Michel never knew a native to deposit a greater sum with
+Bishop Dordillon, our friend was a rich man in virtue of his chin.&nbsp;
+He had something of an East Indian cast, but taller and stronger: his
+nose hooked, his face narrow, his forehead very high, the whole elaborately
+tattooed.&nbsp; I may say I have never entertained a guest so trying.&nbsp;
+In the least particular he must be waited on; he would not go to the
+scuttle-butt for water; he would not even reach to get the glass, it
+must be given him in his hand; if aid were denied him, he would fold
+his arms, bow his head, and go without: only the work would suffer.&nbsp;
+Early the first forenoon he called aloud for biscuit and salmon; biscuit
+and ham were brought; he looked on them inscrutably, and signed they
+should be set aside.&nbsp; A number of considerations crowded on my
+mind; how the sort of work on which he was engaged was probably tapu
+in a high degree; should by rights, perhaps, be transacted on a tapu
+platform which no female might approach; and it was possible that fish
+might be the essential diet.&nbsp; Some salted fish I therefore brought
+him, and along with that a glass of rum: at sight of which Mapiao displayed
+extraordinary animation, pointed to the zenith, made a long speech in
+which I picked up <i>umati</i> - the word for the sun - and signed to
+me once more to place these dainties out of reach.&nbsp; At last I had
+understood, and every day the programme was the same.&nbsp; At an early
+period of the morning his dinner must be set forth on the roof of the
+house and at a proper distance, full in view but just out of reach;
+and not until the fit hour, which was the point of noon, would the artificer
+partake.&nbsp; This solemnity was the cause of an absurd misadventure.&nbsp;
+He was seated plaiting, as usual, at the beards, his dinner arrayed
+on the roof, and not far off a glass of water standing.&nbsp; It appears
+he desired to drink; was of course far too great a gentleman to rise
+and get the water for himself; and spying Mrs. Stevenson, imperiously
+signed to her to hand it.&nbsp; The signal was misunderstood; Mrs. Stevenson
+was, by this time, prepared for any eccentricity on the part of our
+guest; and instead of passing him the water, flung his dinner overboard.&nbsp;
+I must do Mapiao justice: all laughed, but his laughter rang the loudest.<br>
+<br>
+These troubles of service were at worst occasional; the embarrassment
+of the man&rsquo;s talk incessant.&nbsp; He was plainly a practised
+conversationalist; the nicety of his inflections, the elegance of his
+gestures, and the fine play of his expression, told us that.&nbsp; We,
+meanwhile, sat like aliens in a playhouse; we could see the actors were
+upon some material business and performing well, but the plot of the
+drama remained undiscoverable.&nbsp; Names of places, the name of Captain
+Hart, occasional disconnected words, tantalised without enlightening
+us; and the less we understood, the more gallantly, the more copiously,
+and with still the more explanatory gestures, Mapiao returned to the
+assault.&nbsp; We could see his vanity was on the rack; being come to
+a place where that fine jewel of his conversational talent could earn
+him no respect; and he had times of despair when he desisted from the
+endeavour, and instants of irritation when he regarded us with unconcealed
+contempt.&nbsp; Yet for me, as the practitioner of some kindred mystery
+to his own, he manifested to the last a measure of respect.&nbsp; As
+we sat under the awning in opposite corners of the cockpit, he braiding
+hairs from dead men&rsquo;s chins, I forming runes upon a sheet of folio
+paper, he would nod across to me as one Tahuku to another, or, crossing
+the cockpit, study for a while my shapeless scrawl and encourage me
+with a heartfelt &lsquo;<i>mitai</i>! - good!&rsquo;&nbsp; So might
+a deaf painter sympathise far off with a musician, as the slave and
+master of some uncomprehended and yet kindred art.&nbsp; A silly trade,
+he doubtless considered it; but a man must make allowance for barbarians
+- <i>chaque pays a ses coutumes</i> - and he felt the principle was
+there.<br>
+<br>
+The time came at last when his labours, which resembled those rather
+of Penelope than Hercules, could be no more spun out, and nothing remained
+but to pay him and say farewell.&nbsp; After a long, learned argument
+in Marquesan, I gathered that his mind was set on fish-hooks; with three
+of which, and a brace of dollars, I thought he was not ill rewarded
+for passing his forenoons in our cockpit, eating, drinking, delivering
+his opinions, and pressing the ship&rsquo;s company into his menial
+service.&nbsp; For all that, he was a man of so high a bearing, and
+so like an uncle of my own who should have gone mad and got tattooed,
+that I applied to him, when we were both on shore, to know if he were
+satisfied.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Mitai ehipe</i>?&rsquo; I asked.&nbsp; And
+he, with rich unction, offering at the same time his hand - &lsquo;<i>Mitai
+ehipe, mitai</i> <i>kaehae; kaoha nui</i>!&rsquo; - or, to translate
+freely: &lsquo;The ship is good, the victuals are up to the mark, and
+we part in friendship.&rsquo;&nbsp; Which testimonial uttered, he set
+off along the beach with his head bowed and the air of one deeply injured.<br>
+<br>
+I saw him go, on my side, with relief.&nbsp; It would be more interesting
+to learn how our relation seemed to Mapiao.&nbsp; His exigence, we may
+suppose, was merely loyal.&nbsp; He had been hired by the ignorant to
+do a piece of work; and he was bound that he would do it the right way.&nbsp;
+Countless obstacles, continual ignorant ridicule, availed not to dissuade
+him.&nbsp; He had his dinner laid out; watched it, as was fit, the while
+he worked; ate it at the fit hour; was in all things served and waited
+on; and could take his hire in the end with a clear conscience, telling
+himself the mystery was performed duly, the beards rightfully braided,
+and we (in spite of ourselves) correctly served.&nbsp; His view of our
+stupidity, even he, the mighty talker, must have lacked language to
+express.&nbsp; He never interfered with my Tahuku work; civilly praised
+it, idle as it seemed; civilly supposed that I was competent in my own
+mystery: such being the attitude of the intelligent and the polite.&nbsp;
+And we, on the other hand - who had yet the most to gain or lose, since
+the product was to be ours - who had professed our disability by the
+very act of hiring him to do it - were never weary of impeding his own
+more important labours, and sometimes lacked the sense and the civility
+to refrain from laughter.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER XIV - IN A CANNIBAL VALLEY<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The road from Taahauku to Atuona skirted the north-westerly side of
+the anchorage, somewhat high up, edged, and sometimes shaded, by the
+splendid flowers of the <i>flamboyant</i> - its English name I do not
+know.&nbsp; At the turn of the hand, Atuona came in view: a long beach,
+a heavy and loud breach of surf, a shore-side village scattered among
+trees, and the guttered mountains drawing near on both sides above a
+narrow and rich ravine.&nbsp; Its infamous repute perhaps affected me;
+but I thought it the loveliest, and by far the most ominous and gloomy,
+spot on earth.&nbsp; Beautiful it surely was; and even more salubrious.&nbsp;
+The healthfulness of the whole group is amazing; that of Atuona almost
+in the nature of a miracle.&nbsp; In Atuona, a village planted in a
+shore-side marsh, the houses standing everywhere intermingled with the
+pools of a taro-garden, we find every condition of tropical danger and
+discomfort; and yet there are not even mosquitoes - not even the hateful
+day-fly of Nuka-hiva - and fever, and its concomitant, the island fe&rsquo;efe&rsquo;e,
+are unknown.<br>
+<br>
+This is the chief station of the French on the man-eating isle of Hiva-oa.&nbsp;
+The sergeant of gendarmerie enjoys the style of the vice-resident, and
+hoists the French colours over a quite extensive compound.&nbsp; A Chinaman,
+a waif from the plantation, keeps a restaurant in the rear quarters
+of the village; and the mission is well represented by the sister&rsquo;s
+school and Brother Michel&rsquo;s church.&nbsp; Father Orens, a wonderful
+octogenarian, his frame scarce bowed, the fire of his eye undimmed,
+has lived, and trembled, and suffered in this place since 1843.&nbsp;
+Again and again, when Moipu had made coco-brandy, he has been driven
+from his house into the woods.&nbsp; &lsquo;A mouse that dwelt in a
+cat&rsquo;s ear&rsquo; had a more easy resting-place; and yet I have
+never seen a man that bore less mark of years.&nbsp; He must show us
+the church, still decorated with the bishop&rsquo;s artless ornaments
+of paper - the last work of industrious old hands, and the last earthly
+amusement of a man that was much of a hero.&nbsp; In the sacristy we
+must see his sacred vessels, and, in particular, a vestment which was
+a &lsquo;<i>vraie curiosit&eacute;</i>,&rsquo; because it had been given
+by a gendarme.&nbsp; To the Protestant there is always something embarrassing
+in the eagerness with which grown and holy men regard these trifles;
+but it was touching and pretty to see Orens, his aged eyes shining in
+his head, display his sacred treasures.<br>
+<br>
+<i>August</i> 26. - The vale behind the village, narrowing swiftly to
+a mere ravine, was choked with profitable trees.&nbsp; A river gushed
+in the midst.&nbsp; Overhead, the tall coco-palms made a primary covering;
+above that, from one wall of the mountain to another, the ravine was
+roofed with cloud; so that we moved below, amid teeming vegetation,
+in a covered house of heat.&nbsp; On either hand, at every hundred yards,
+instead of the houseless, disembowelling paepaes of Nuka-hiva, populous
+houses turned out their inhabitants to cry &lsquo;Kaoha!&rsquo; to the
+passers-by.&nbsp; The road, too, was busy: strings of girls, fair and
+foul, as in less favoured countries; men bearing breadfruit; the sisters,
+with a little guard of pupils; a fellow bestriding a horse - passed
+and greeted us continually; and now it was a Chinaman who came to the
+gate of his flower-yard, and gave us &lsquo;Good-day&rsquo; in excellent
+English; and a little farther on it would be some natives who set us
+down by the wayside, made us a feast of mummy-apple, and entertained
+us as we ate with drumming on a tin case.&nbsp; With all this fine plenty
+of men and fruit, death is at work here also.&nbsp; The population,
+according to the highest estimate, does not exceed six hundred in the
+whole vale of Atuona; and yet, when I once chanced to put the question,
+Brother Michel counted up ten whom he knew to be sick beyond recovery.&nbsp;
+It was here, too, that I could at last gratify my curiosity with the
+sight of a native house in the very article of dissolution.&nbsp; It
+had fallen flat along the paepae, its poles sprawling ungainly; the
+rains and the mites contended against it; what remained seemed sound
+enough, but much was gone already; and it was easy to see how the insects
+consumed the walls as if they had been bread, and the air and the rain
+ate into them like vitriol.<br>
+<br>
+A little ahead of us, a young gentleman, very well tattooed, and dressed
+in a pair of white trousers and a flannel shirt, had been marching unconcernedly.&nbsp;
+Of a sudden, without apparent cause, he turned back, took us in possession,
+and led us undissuadably along a by-path to the river&rsquo;s edge.&nbsp;
+There, in a nook of the most attractive amenity, he bade us to sit down:
+the stream splashing at our elbow, a shock of nondescript greenery enshrining
+us from above; and thither, after a brief absence, he brought us a cocoa-nut,
+a lump of sandal-wood, and a stick he had begun to carve: the nut for
+present refreshment, the sandal-wood for a precious gift, and the stick
+- in the simplicity of his vanity - to harvest premature praise.&nbsp;
+Only one section was yet carved, although the whole was pencil-marked
+in lengths; and when I proposed to buy it, Poni (for that was the artist&rsquo;s
+name) recoiled in horror.&nbsp; But I was not to be moved, and simply
+refused restitution, for I had long wondered why a people who displayed,
+in their tattooing, so great a gift of arabesque invention, should display
+it nowhere else.&nbsp; Here, at last, I had found something of the same
+talent in another medium; and I held the incompleteness, in these days
+of world-wide brummagem, for a happy mark of authenticity.&nbsp; Neither
+my reasons nor my purpose had I the means of making clear to Poni; I
+could only hold on to the stick, and bid the artist follow me to the
+gendarmerie, where I should find interpreters and money; but we gave
+him, in the meanwhile, a boat-call in return for his sandal-wood.&nbsp;
+As he came behind us down the vale he sounded upon this continually.&nbsp;
+And continually, from the wayside houses, there poured forth little
+groups of girls in crimson, or of men in white.&nbsp; And to these must
+Poni pass the news of who the strangers were, of what they had been
+doing, of why it was that Poni had a boat-whistle; and of why he was
+now being haled to the vice-residency, uncertain whether to be punished
+or rewarded, uncertain whether he had lost a stick or made a bargain,
+but hopeful on the whole, and in the meanwhile highly consoled by the
+boat-whistle.&nbsp; Whereupon he would tear himself away from this particular
+group of inquirers, and once more we would hear the shrill call in our
+wake.<br>
+<br>
+<i>August</i> 27. - I made a more extended circuit in the vale with
+Brother Michel.&nbsp; We were mounted on a pair of sober nags, suitable
+to these rude paths; the weather was exquisite, and the company in which
+I found myself no less agreeable than the scenes through which I passed.&nbsp;
+We mounted at first by a steep grade along the summit of one of those
+twisted spurs that, from a distance, mark out provinces of sun and shade
+upon the mountain-side.&nbsp; The ground fell away on either hand with
+an extreme declivity.&nbsp; From either hand, out of profound ravines,
+mounted the song of falling water and the smoke of household fires.&nbsp;
+Here and there the hills of foliage would divide, and our eye would
+plunge down upon one of these deep-nested habitations.&nbsp; And still,
+high in front, arose the precipitous barrier of the mountain, greened
+over where it seemed that scarce a harebell could find root, barred
+with the zigzags of a human road where it seemed that not a goat could
+scramble.&nbsp; And in truth, for all the labour that it cost, the road
+is regarded even by the Marquesans as impassable; they will not risk
+a horse on that ascent; and those who lie to the westward come and go
+in their canoes.&nbsp; I never knew a hill to lose so little on a near
+approach: a consequence, I must suppose, of its surprising steepness.&nbsp;
+When we turned about, I was amazed to behold so deep a view behind,
+and so high a shoulder of blue sea, crowned by the whale-like island
+of Motane.&nbsp; And yet the wall of mountain had not visibly dwindled,
+and I could even have fancied, as I raised my eyes to measure it, that
+it loomed higher than before.<br>
+<br>
+We struck now into covert paths, crossed and heard more near at hand
+the bickering of the streams, and tasted the coolness of those recesses
+where the houses stood.&nbsp; The birds sang about us as we descended.&nbsp;
+All along our path my guide was being hailed by voices: &lsquo;Mika&euml;l
+- Kaoha, Mika&euml;l!&rsquo;&nbsp; From the doorstep, from the cotton-patch,
+or out of the deep grove of island-chestnuts, these friendly cries arose,
+and were cheerily answered as we passed.&nbsp; In a sharp angle of a
+glen, on a rushing brook and under fathoms of cool foliage, we struck
+a house upon a well-built paepae, the fire brightly burning under the
+popoi-shed against the evening meal; and here the cries became a chorus,
+and the house folk, running out, obliged us to dismount and breathe.&nbsp;
+It seemed a numerous family: we saw eight at least; and one of these
+honoured me with a particular attention.&nbsp; This was the mother,
+a woman naked to the waist, of an aged countenance, but with hair still
+copious and black, and breasts still erect and youthful.&nbsp; On our
+arrival I could see she remarked me, but instead of offering any greeting,
+disappeared at once into the bush.&nbsp; Thence she returned with two
+crimson flowers.&nbsp; &lsquo;Good-bye!&rsquo; was her salutation, uttered
+not without coquetry; and as she said it she pressed the flowers into
+my hand - &lsquo;Good-bye!&nbsp; I speak Inglis.&rsquo;&nbsp; It was
+from a whaler-man, who (she informed me) was &lsquo;a plenty good chap,&rsquo;
+that she had learned my language; and I could not but think how handsome
+she must have been in these times of her youth, and could not but guess
+that some memories of the dandy whaler-man prompted her attentions to
+myself.&nbsp; Nor could I refrain from wondering what had befallen her
+lover; in the rain and mire of what sea-ports he had tramped since then;
+in what close and garish drinking-dens had found his pleasure; and in
+the ward of what infirmary dreamed his last of the Marquesas.&nbsp;
+But she, the more fortunate, lived on in her green island.&nbsp; The
+talk, in this lost house upon the mountains, ran chiefly upon Mapiao
+and his visits to the <i>Casco</i>: the news of which had probably gone
+abroad by then to all the island, so that there was no paepae in Hiva-oa
+where they did not make the subject of excited comment.<br>
+<br>
+Not much beyond we came upon a high place in the foot of the ravine.&nbsp;
+Two roads divided it, and met in the midst.&nbsp; Save for this intersection
+the amphitheatre was strangely perfect, and had a certain ruder air
+of things Roman.&nbsp; Depths of foliage and the bulk of the mountain
+kept it in a grateful shadow.&nbsp; On the benches several young folk
+sat clustered or apart.&nbsp; One of these, a girl perhaps fourteen
+years of age, buxom and comely, caught the eye of Brother Michel.&nbsp;
+Why was she not at school? - she was done with school now.&nbsp; What
+was she doing here? - she lived here now.&nbsp; Why so? - no answer
+but a deepening blush.&nbsp; There was no severity in Brother Michel&rsquo;s
+manner; the girl&rsquo;s own confusion told her story.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>Elle
+a honte</i>,&rsquo; was the missionary&rsquo;s comment, as we rode away.&nbsp;
+Near by in the stream, a grown girl was bathing naked in a goyle between
+two stepping-stones; and it amused me to see with what alacrity and
+real alarm she bounded on her many-coloured under-clothes.&nbsp; Even
+in these daughters of cannibals shame was eloquent.<br>
+<br>
+It is in Hiva-oa, owing to the inveterate cannibalism of the natives,
+that local beliefs have been most rudely trodden underfoot.&nbsp; It
+was here that three religious chiefs were set under a bridge, and the
+women of the valley made to defile over their heads upon the road-way:
+the poor, dishonoured fellows sitting there (all observers agree) with
+streaming tears.&nbsp; Not only was one road driven across the high
+place, but two roads intersected in its midst.&nbsp; There is no reason
+to suppose that the last was done of purpose, and perhaps it was impossible
+entirely to avoid the numerous sacred places of the islands.&nbsp; But
+these things are not done without result.&nbsp; I have spoken already
+of the regard of Marquesans for the dead, making (as it does) so strange
+a contrast with their unconcern for death.&nbsp; Early on this day&rsquo;s
+ride, for instance, we encountered a petty chief, who inquired (of course)
+where we were going, and suggested by way of amendment.&nbsp; &lsquo;Why
+do you not rather show him the cemetery?&rsquo;&nbsp; I saw it; it was
+but newly opened, the third within eight years.&nbsp; They are great
+builders here in Hiva-oa; I saw in my ride paepaes that no European
+dry-stone mason could have equalled, the black volcanic stones were
+laid so justly, the corners were so precise, the levels so true; but
+the retaining-wall of the new graveyard stood apart, and seemed to be
+a work of love.&nbsp; The sentiment of honour for the dead is therefore
+not extinct.&nbsp; And yet observe the consequence of violently countering
+men&rsquo;s opinions.&nbsp; Of the four prisoners in Atuona gaol, three
+were of course thieves; the fourth was there for sacrilege.&nbsp; He
+had levelled up a piece of the graveyard - to give a feast upon, as
+he informed the court - and declared he had no thought of doing wrong.&nbsp;
+Why should he?&nbsp; He had been forced at the point of the bayonet
+to destroy the sacred places of his own piety; when he had recoiled
+from the task, he had been jeered at for a superstitious fool.&nbsp;
+And now it is supposed he will respect our European superstitions as
+by second nature.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER XV - THE TWO CHIEFS OF ATUONA<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+It had chanced (as the <i>Casco</i> beat through the Bordelais Straits
+for Taahauku) she approached on one board very near the land in the
+opposite isle of Tauata, where houses were to be seen in a grove of
+tall coco-palms.&nbsp; Brother Michel pointed out the spot.&nbsp; &lsquo;I
+am at home now,&rsquo; said he.&nbsp; &lsquo;I believe I have a large
+share in these cocoa-nuts; and in that house madame my mother lives
+with her two husbands!&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;With two husbands?&rsquo;
+somebody inquired.&nbsp; &lsquo;<i>C&rsquo;est ma honte</i>,&rsquo;
+replied the brother drily.<br>
+<br>
+A word in passing on the two husbands.&nbsp; I conceive the brother
+to have expressed himself loosely.&nbsp; It seems common enough to find
+a native lady with two consorts; but these are not two husbands.&nbsp;
+The first is still the husband; the wife continues to be referred to
+by his name; and the position of the coadjutor, or <i>pikio</i>, although
+quite regular, appears undoubtedly subordinate.&nbsp; We had opportunities
+to observe one household of the sort.&nbsp; The <i>pikio</i> was recognised;
+appeared openly along with the husband when the lady was thought to
+be insulted, and the pair made common cause like brothers.&nbsp; At
+home the inequality was more apparent.&nbsp; The husband sat to receive
+and entertain visitors; the <i>pikio</i> was running the while to fetch
+cocoa-nuts like a hired servant, and I remarked he was sent on these
+errands in preference even to the son.&nbsp; Plainly we have here no
+second husband; plainly we have the tolerated lover.&nbsp; Only, in
+the Marquesas, instead of carrying his lady&rsquo;s fan and mantle,
+he must turn his hand to do the husband&rsquo;s housework.<br>
+<br>
+The sight of Brother Michel&rsquo;s family estate led the conversation
+for some while upon the method and consequence of artificial kinship.&nbsp;
+Our curiosity became extremely whetted; the brother offered to have
+the whole of us adopted, and some two days later we became accordingly
+the children of Paaaeua, appointed chief of Atuona.&nbsp; I was unable
+to be present at the ceremony, which was primitively simple.&nbsp; The
+two Mrs. Stevensons and Mr. Osbourne, along with Paaaeua, his wife,
+and an adopted child of theirs, son of a shipwrecked Austrian, sat down
+to an excellent island meal, of which the principal and the only necessary
+dish was pig.&nbsp; A concourse watched them through the apertures of
+the house; but none, not even Brother Michel, might partake; for the
+meal was sacramental, and either creative or declaratory of the new
+relationship.&nbsp; In Tahiti things are not so strictly ordered; when
+Ori and I &lsquo;made brothers,&rsquo; both our families sat with us
+at table, yet only he and I, who had eaten with intention were supposed
+to be affected by the ceremony.&nbsp; For the adoption of an infant
+I believe no formality to be required; the child is handed over by the
+natural parents, and grows up to inherit the estates of the adoptive.&nbsp;
+Presents are doubtless exchanged, as at all junctures of island life,
+social or international; but I never heard of any banquet - the child&rsquo;s
+presence at the daily board perhaps sufficing.&nbsp; We may find the
+rationale in the ancient Arabian idea that a common diet makes a common
+blood, with its derivative axiom that &lsquo;he is the father who gives
+the child its morning draught.&rsquo;&nbsp; In the Marquesan practice,
+the sense would thus be evanescent; from the Tahitian, a mere survival,
+it will have entirely fled.&nbsp; An interesting parallel will probably
+occur to many of my readers.<br>
+<br>
+What is the nature of the obligation assumed at such a festival?&nbsp;
+It will vary with the characters of those engaged, and with the circumstances
+of the case.&nbsp; Thus it would be absurd to take too seriously our
+adoption at Atuona.&nbsp; On the part of Paaaeua it was an affair of
+social ambition; when he agreed to receive us in his family the man
+had not so much as seen us, and knew only that we were inestimably rich
+and travelled in a floating palace.&nbsp; We, upon our side, ate of
+his baked meats with no true <i>animus affiliandi</i>, but moved by
+the single sentiment of curiosity.&nbsp; The affair was formal, and
+a matter of parade, as when in Europe sovereigns call each other cousin.&nbsp;
+Yet, had we stayed at Atuona, Paaaeua would have held himself bound
+to establish us upon his land, and to set apart young men for our service,
+and trees for our support.&nbsp; I have mentioned the Austrian.&nbsp;
+He sailed in one of two sister ships, which left the Clyde in coal;
+both rounded the Horn, and both, at several hundred miles of distance,
+though close on the same point of time, took fire at sea on the Pacific.&nbsp;
+One was destroyed; the derelict iron frame of the second, after long,
+aimless cruising, was at length recovered, refitted, and hails to-day
+from San Francisco.&nbsp; A boat&rsquo;s crew from one of these disasters
+reached, after great hardships, the isle of Hiva-oa.&nbsp; Some of these
+men vowed they would never again confront the chances of the sea; but
+alone of them all the Austrian has been exactly true to his engagement,
+remains where he landed, and designs to die where he has lived.&nbsp;
+Now, with such a man, falling and taking root among islanders, the processes
+described may be compared to a gardener&rsquo;s graft.&nbsp; He passes
+bodily into the native stock; ceases wholly to be alien; has entered
+the commune of the blood, shares the prosperity and consideration of
+his new family, and is expected to impart with the same generosity the
+fruits of his European skill and knowledge.&nbsp; It is this implied
+engagement that so frequently offends the ingrafted white.&nbsp; To
+snatch an immediate advantage - to get (let us say) a station for his
+store - he will play upon the native custom and become a son or a brother
+for the day, promising himself to cast down the ladder by which he shall
+have ascended, and repudiate the kinship so soon as it shall grow burdensome.&nbsp;
+And he finds there are two parties to the bargain.&nbsp; Perhaps his
+Polynesian relative is simple, and conceived the blood-bond literally;
+perhaps he is shrewd, and himself entered the covenant with a view to
+gain.&nbsp; And either way the store is ravaged, the house littered
+with lazy natives; and the richer the man grows, the more numerous,
+the more idle, and the more affectionate he finds his native relatives.&nbsp;
+Most men thus circumstanced contrive to buy or brutally manage to enforce
+their independence; but many vegetate without hope, strangled by parasites.<br>
+<br>
+We had no cause to blush with Brother Michel.&nbsp; Our new parents
+were kind, gentle, well-mannered, and generous in gifts; the wife was
+a most motherly woman, the husband a man who stood justly high with
+his employers.&nbsp; Enough has been said to show why Moipu should be
+deposed; and in Paaaeua the French had found a reputable substitute.&nbsp;
+He went always scrupulously dressed, and looked the picture of propriety,
+like a dark, handsome, stupid, and probably religious young man hot
+from a European funeral.&nbsp; In character he seemed the ideal of what
+is known as the good citizen.&nbsp; He wore gravity like an ornament.&nbsp;
+None could more nicely represent the desired character as an appointed
+chief, the outpost of civilisation and reform.&nbsp; And yet, were the
+French to go and native manners to revive, fancy beholds him crowned
+with old men&rsquo;s beards and crowding with the first to a man-eating
+festival.&nbsp; But I must not seem to be unjust to Paaaeua.&nbsp; His
+respectability went deeper than the skin; his sense of the becoming
+sometimes nerved him for unexpected rigours.<br>
+<br>
+One evening Captain Otis and Mr. Osbourne were on shore in the village.&nbsp;
+All was agog; dancing had begun; it was plain it was to be a night of
+festival, and our adventurers were overjoyed at their good fortune.&nbsp;
+A strong fall of rain drove them for shelter to the house of Paaaeua,
+where they were made welcome, wiled into a chamber, and shut in.&nbsp;
+Presently the rain took off, the fun was to begin in earnest, and the
+young bloods of Atuona came round the house and called to my fellow-travellers
+through the interstices of the wall.&nbsp; Late into the night the calls
+were continued and resumed, and sometimes mingled with taunts; late
+into the night the prisoners, tantalised by the noises of the festival,
+renewed their efforts to escape.&nbsp; But all was vain; right across
+the door lay that god-fearing householder, Paaaeua, feigning sleep;
+and my friends had to forego their junketing.&nbsp; In this incident,
+so delightfully European, we thought we could detect three strands of
+sentiment.&nbsp; In the first place, Paaaeua had a charge of souls:
+these were young men, and he judged it right to withhold them from the
+primrose path.&nbsp; Secondly, he was a public character, and it was
+not fitting that his guests should countenance a festival of which he
+disapproved.&nbsp; So might some strict clergyman at home address a
+worldly visitor: &lsquo;Go to the theatre if you like, but, by your
+leave, not from my house!&rsquo;&nbsp; Thirdly, Paaaeua was a man jealous,
+and with some cause (as shall be shown) for jealousy; and the feasters
+were the satellites of his immediate rival, Moipu.<br>
+<br>
+For the adoption had caused much excitement in the village; it made
+the strangers popular.&nbsp; Paaaeua, in his difficult posture of appointed
+chief, drew strength and dignity from their alliance, and only Moipu
+and his followers were malcontent.&nbsp; For some reason nobody (except
+myself) appears to dislike Moipu.&nbsp; Captain Hart, who has been robbed
+and threatened by him; Father Orens, whom he has fired at, and repeatedly
+driven to the woods; my own family, and even the French officials -
+all seemed smitten with an irrepressible affection for the man.&nbsp;
+His fall had been made soft; his son, upon his death, was to succeed
+Paaaeua in the chieftaincy; and he lived, at the time of our visit,
+in the shoreward part of the village in a good house, and with a strong
+following of young men, his late braves and pot-hunters.&nbsp; In this
+society, the coming of the <i>Casco</i>, the adoption, the return feast
+on board, and the presents exchanged between the whites and their new
+parents, were doubtless eagerly and bitterly canvassed.&nbsp; It was
+felt that a few years ago the honours would have gone elsewhere.&nbsp;
+In this unwonted business, in this reception of some hitherto undreamed-of
+and outlandish potentate - some Prester John or old Assaracus - a few
+years back it would have been the part of Moipu to play the hero and
+the host, and his young men would have accompanied and adorned the various
+celebrations as the acknowledged leaders of society.&nbsp; And now,
+by a malign vicissitude of fortune, Moipu must sit in his house quite
+unobserved; and his young men could but look in at the door while their
+rivals feasted.&nbsp; Perhaps M. Gr&eacute;vy felt a touch of bitterness
+towards his successor when he beheld him figure on the broad stage of
+the centenary of eighty-nine; the visit of the <i>Casco</i> which Moipu
+had missed by so few years was a more unusual occasion in Atuona than
+a centenary in France; and the dethroned chief determined to reassert
+himself in the public eye.<br>
+<br>
+Mr. Osbourne had gone into Atuona photographing; the population of the
+village had gathered together for the occasion on the place before the
+church, and Paaaeua, highly delighted with this new appearance of his
+family, played the master of ceremonies.&nbsp; The church had been taken,
+with its jolly architect before the door; the nuns with their pupils;
+sundry damsels in the ancient and singularly unbecoming robes of tapa;
+and Father Orens in the midst of a group of his parishioners.&nbsp;
+I know not what else was in hand, when the photographer became aware
+of a sensation in the crowd, and, looking around, beheld a very noble
+figure of a man appear upon the margin of a thicket and stroll nonchalantly
+near.&nbsp; The nonchalance was visibly affected; it was plain he came
+there to arouse attention, and his success was instant.&nbsp; He was
+introduced; he was civil, he was obliging, he was always ineffably superior
+and certain of himself; a well-graced actor.&nbsp; It was presently
+suggested that he should appear in his war costume; he gracefully consented;
+and returned in that strange, inappropriate and ill-omened array (which
+very well became his handsome person) to strut in a circle of admirers,
+and be thenceforth the centre of photography.&nbsp; Thus had Moipu effected
+his introduction, as by accident, to the white strangers, made it a
+favour to display his finery, and reduced his rival to a secondary <i>r&ocirc;le</i>
+on the theatre of the disputed village.&nbsp; Paaaeua felt the blow;
+and, with a spirit which we never dreamed he could possess, asserted
+his priority.&nbsp; It was found impossible that day to get a photograph
+of Moipu alone; for whenever he stood up before the camera his successor
+placed himself unbidden by his side, and gently but firmly held to his
+position.&nbsp; The portraits of the pair, Jacob and Esau, standing
+shoulder to shoulder, one in his careful European dress, one in his
+barbaric trappings, figure the past and present of their island.&nbsp;
+A graveyard with its humble crosses would be the aptest symbol of the
+future.<br>
+<br>
+We are all impressed with the belief that Moipu had planned his campaign
+from the beginning to the end.&nbsp; It is certain that he lost no time
+in pushing his advantage.&nbsp; Mr. Osbourne was inveigled to his house;
+various gifts were fished out of an old sea-chest; Father Orens was
+called into service as interpreter, and Moipu formally proposed to &lsquo;make
+brothers&rsquo; with Mata-Galahi - Glass-Eyes, - the not very euphonious
+name under which Mr. Osbourne passed in the Marquesas.&nbsp; The feast
+of brotherhood took place on board the <i>Casco</i>.&nbsp; Paaaeua had
+arrived with his family, like a plain man; and his presents, which had
+been numerous, had followed one another, at intervals through several
+days.&nbsp; Moipu, as if to mark at every point the opposition, came
+with a certain feudal pomp, attended by retainers bearing gifts of all
+descriptions, from plumes of old men&rsquo;s beard to little, pious,
+Catholic engravings.<br>
+<br>
+I had met the man before this in the village, and detested him on sight;
+there was something indescribably raffish in his looks and ways that
+raised my gorge; and when man-eating was referred to, and he laughed
+a low, cruel laugh, part boastful, part bashful, like one reminded of
+some dashing peccadillo, my repugnance was mingled with nausea.&nbsp;
+This is no very human attitude, nor one at all becoming in a traveller.&nbsp;
+And, seen more privately, the man improved.&nbsp; Something negroid
+in character and face was still displeasing; but his ugly mouth became
+attractive when he smiled, his figure and bearing were certainly noble,
+and his eyes superb.&nbsp; In his appreciation of jams and pickles,
+in is delight in the reverberating mirrors of the dining cabin, and
+consequent endless repetition of Moipus and Mata-Galahis, he showed
+himself engagingly a child.&nbsp; And yet I am not sure; and what seemed
+childishness may have been rather courtly art.&nbsp; His manners struck
+me as beyond the mark; they were refined and caressing to the point
+of grossness, and when I think of the serene absent-mindedness with
+which he first strolled in upon our party, and then recall him running
+on hands and knees along the cabin sofas, pawing the velvet, dipping
+into the beds, and bleating commendatory &lsquo;<i>mitais</i>&rsquo;
+with exaggerated emphasis, like some enormous over-mannered ape, I feel
+the more sure that both must have been calculated.&nbsp; And I sometimes
+wonder next, if Moipu were quite alone in this polite duplicity, and
+ask myself whether the <i>Casco</i> were quite so much admired in the
+Marquesas as our visitors desired us to suppose.<br>
+<br>
+I will complete this sketch of an incurable cannibal grandee with two
+incongruous traits.&nbsp; His favourite morsel was the human hand, of
+which he speaks to-day with an ill-favoured lustfulness.&nbsp; And when
+he said good-bye to Mrs. Stevenson, holding her hand, viewing her with
+tearful eyes, and chanting his farewell improvisation in the falsetto
+of Marquesan high society, he wrote upon her mind a sentimental impression
+which I try in vain to share.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+PART II: THE PAUMOTUS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER I - THE DANGEROUS ARCHIPELAGO - ATOLLS AT A DISTANCE<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+In the early morning of 4th September a whale-boat manned by natives
+dragged us down the green lane of the anchorage and round the spouting
+promontory.&nbsp; On the shore level it was a hot, breathless, and yet
+crystal morning; but high overhead the hills of Atuona were all cowled
+in cloud, and the ocean-river of the trades streamed without pause.&nbsp;
+As we crawled from under the immediate shelter of the land, we reached
+at last the limit of their influence.&nbsp; The wind fell upon our sails
+in puffs, which strengthened and grew more continuous; presently the
+<i>Casco</i> heeled down to her day&rsquo;s work; the whale-boat, quite
+outstripped, clung for a noisy moment to her quarter; the stipulated
+bread, rum, and tobacco were passed in; a moment more and the boat was
+in our wake, and our late pilots were cheering our departure.<br>
+<br>
+This was the more inspiriting as we were bound for scenes so different,
+and though on a brief voyage, yet for a new province of creation.&nbsp;
+That wide field of ocean, called loosely the South Seas, extends from
+tropic to tropic, and from perhaps 123 degrees W. to 150 degrees E.,
+a parallelogram of one hundred degrees by forty-seven, where degrees
+are the most spacious.&nbsp; Much of it lies vacant, much is closely
+sown with isles, and the isles are of two sorts.&nbsp; No distinction
+is so continually dwelt upon in South Sea talk as that between the &lsquo;low&rsquo;
+and the &lsquo;high&rsquo; island, and there is none more broadly marked
+in nature.&nbsp; The Himalayas are not more different from the Sahara.&nbsp;
+On the one hand, and chiefly in groups of from eight to a dozen, volcanic
+islands rise above the sea; few reach an altitude of less than 4000
+feet; one exceeds 13,000; their tops are often obscured in cloud, they
+are all clothed with various forests, all abound in food, and are all
+remarkable for picturesque and solemn scenery.&nbsp; On the other hand,
+we have the atoll; a thing of problematic origin and history, the reputed
+creature of an insect apparently unidentified; rudely annular in shape;
+enclosing a lagoon; rarely extending beyond a quarter of a mile at its
+chief width; often rising at its highest point to less than the stature
+of a man - man himself, the rat and the land crab, its chief inhabitants;
+not more variously supplied with plants; and offering to the eye, even
+when perfect, only a ring of glittering beach and verdant foliage, enclosing
+and enclosed by the blue sea.<br>
+<br>
+In no quarter are the atolls so thickly congregated, in none are they
+so varied in size from the greatest to the least, and in none is navigation
+so beset with perils, as in that archipelago that we were now to thread.&nbsp;
+The huge system of the trades is, for some reason, quite confounded
+by this multiplicity of reefs, the wind intermits, squalls are frequent
+from the west and south-west, hurricanes are known.&nbsp; The currents
+are, besides, inextricably intermixed; dead reckoning becomes a farce;
+the charts are not to be trusted; and such is the number and similarity
+of these islands that, even when you have picked one up, you may be
+none the wiser.&nbsp; The reputation of the place is consequently infamous;
+insurance offices exclude it from their field, and it was not without
+misgiving that my captain risked the <i>Casco</i> in such waters.&nbsp;
+I believe, indeed, it is almost understood that yachts are to avoid
+this baffling archipelago; and it required all my instances - and all
+Mr. Otis&rsquo;s private taste for adventure - to deflect our course
+across its midst.<br>
+<br>
+For a few days we sailed with a steady trade, and a steady westerly
+current setting us to leeward; and toward sundown of the seventh it
+was supposed we should have sighted Takaroa, one of Cook&rsquo;s so-called
+King George Islands.&nbsp; The sun set; yet a while longer the old moon
+- semi-brilliant herself, and with a silver belly, which was her successor
+- sailed among gathering clouds; she, too, deserted us; stars of every
+degree of sheen, and clouds of every variety of form disputed the sub-lustrous
+night; and still we gazed in vain for Takaroa.&nbsp; The mate stood
+on the bowsprit, his tall grey figure slashing up and down against the
+stars, and still<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;nihil astra praeter<br>
+Vidit et undas.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The rest of us were grouped at the port anchor davit, staring with no
+less assiduity, but with far less hope on the obscure horizon.&nbsp;
+Islands we beheld in plenty, but they were of &lsquo;such stuff as dreams
+are made on,&rsquo; and vanished at a wink, only to appear in other
+places; and by and by not only islands, but refulgent and revolving
+lights began to stud the darkness; lighthouses of the mind or of the
+wearied optic nerve, solemnly shining and winking as we passed.&nbsp;
+At length the mate himself despaired, scrambled on board again from
+his unrestful perch, and announced that we had missed our destination.&nbsp;
+He was the only man of practice in these waters, our sole pilot, shipped
+for that end at Tai-o-hae.&nbsp; If he declared we had missed Takaroa,
+it was not for us to quarrel with the fact, but, if we could, to explain
+it.&nbsp; We had certainly run down our southing.&nbsp; Our canted wake
+upon the sea and our somewhat drunken-looking course upon the chart
+both testified with no less certainty to an impetuous westward current.&nbsp;
+We had no choice but to conclude we were again set down to leeward;
+and the best we could do was to bring the <i>Casco</i> to the wind,
+keep a good watch, and expect morning.<br>
+<br>
+I slept that night, as was then my somewhat dangerous practice, on deck
+upon the cockpit bench.&nbsp; A stir at last awoke me, to see all the
+eastern heaven dyed with faint orange, the binnacle lamp already dulled
+against the brightness of the day, and the steersman leaning eagerly
+across the wheel.&nbsp; &lsquo;There it is, sir!&rsquo; he cried, and
+pointed in the very eyeball of the dawn.&nbsp; For awhile I could see
+nothing but the bluish ruins of the morning bank, which lay far along
+the horizon, like melting icebergs.&nbsp; Then the sun rose, pierced
+a gap in these <i>d&eacute;bris</i> of vapours, and displayed an inconsiderable
+islet, flat as a plate upon the sea, and spiked with palms of disproportioned
+altitude.<br>
+<br>
+So far, so good.&nbsp; Here was certainly an atoll; and we were certainly
+got among the archipelago.&nbsp; But which?&nbsp; And where?&nbsp; The
+isle was too small for either Takaroa: in all our neighbourhood, indeed,
+there was none so inconsiderable, save only Tikei; and Tikei, one of
+Roggewein&rsquo;s so-called Pernicious Islands, seemed beside the question.&nbsp;
+At that rate, instead of drifting to the west, we must have fetched
+up thirty miles to windward.&nbsp; And how about the current?&nbsp;
+It had been setting us down, by observation, all these days: by the
+deflection of our wake, it should be setting us down that moment.&nbsp;
+When had it stopped?&nbsp; When had it begun again? and what kind of
+torrent was that which had swept us eastward in the interval?&nbsp;
+To these questions, so typical of navigation in that range of isles,
+I have no answer.&nbsp; Such were at least the facts; Tikei our island
+turned out to be; and it was our first experience of the dangerous archipelago,
+to make our landfall thirty miles out.<br>
+<br>
+The sight of Tikei, thrown direct against the splendour of the morning,
+robbed of all its colour, and deformed with disproportioned trees like
+bristles on a broom, had scarce prepared us to be much in love with
+atolls.&nbsp; Later the same day we saw under more fit conditions the
+island of Taiaro.&nbsp; <i>Lost in the Sea</i> is possibly the meaning
+of the name.&nbsp; And it was so we saw it; lost in blue sea and sky:
+a ring of white beach, green underwood, and tossing palms, gem-like
+in colour; of a fairy, of a heavenly prettiness.&nbsp; The surf ran
+all around it, white as snow, and broke at one point, far to seaward,
+on what seems an uncharted reef.&nbsp; There was no smoke, no sign of
+man; indeed, the isle is not inhabited, only visited at intervals.&nbsp;
+And yet a trader (Mr.&nbsp; Narii Salmon) was watching from the shore
+and wondering at the unexpected ship.&nbsp; I have spent since then
+long months upon low islands; I know the tedium of their undistinguished
+days; I know the burden of their diet.&nbsp; With whatever envy we may
+have looked from the deck on these green coverts, it was with a tenfold
+greater that Mr. Salmon and his comrades saw us steer, in our trim ship,
+to seaward.<br>
+<br>
+The night fell lovely in the extreme.&nbsp; After the moon went down,
+the heaven was a thing to wonder at for stars.&nbsp; And as I lay in
+the cockpit and looked upon the steersman I was haunted by Emerson&rsquo;s
+verses:<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;And the lone seaman all the night<br>
+Sails astonished among stars.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+By this glittering and imperfect brightness, about four bells in the
+first watch we made our third atoll, Raraka.&nbsp; The low line of the
+isle lay straight along the sky; so that I was at first reminded of
+a towpath, and we seemed to be mounting some engineered and navigable
+stream.&nbsp; Presently a red star appeared, about the height and brightness
+of a danger signal, and with that my simile was changed; we seemed rather
+to skirt the embankment of a railway, and the eye began to look instinctively
+for the telegraph-posts, and the ear to expect the coming of a train.&nbsp;
+Here and there, but rarely, faint tree-tops broke the level.&nbsp; And
+the sound of the surf accompanied us, now in a drowsy monotone, now
+with a menacing swing.<br>
+<br>
+The isle lay nearly east and west, barring our advance on Fakarava.&nbsp;
+We must, therefore, hug the coast until we gained the western end, where,
+through a passage eight miles wide, we might sail southward between
+Raraka and the next isle, Kauehi.&nbsp; We had the wind free, a lightish
+air; but clouds of an inky blackness were beginning to arise, and at
+times it lightened - without thunder.&nbsp; Something, I know not what,
+continually set us up upon the island.&nbsp; We lay more and more to
+the nor&rsquo;ard; and you would have thought the shore copied our manoeuvre
+and outsailed us. Once and twice Raraka headed us again - again, in
+the sea fashion, the quite innocent steersman was abused - and again
+the <i>Casco</i> kept away.&nbsp; Had I been called on, with no more
+light than that of our experience, to draw the configuration of that
+island, I should have shown a series of bow-window promontories, each
+overlapping the other to the nor&rsquo;ard, and the trend of the land
+from the south-east to the north-west, and behold, on the chart it lay
+near east and west in a straight line.<br>
+<br>
+We had but just repeated our manoeuvre and kept away - for not more
+than five minutes the railway embankment had been lost to view and the
+surf to hearing - when I was aware of land again, not only on the weather
+bow, but dead ahead.&nbsp; I played the part of the judicious landsman,
+holding my peace till the last moment; and presently my mariners perceived
+it for themselves.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Land ahead!&rsquo; said the steersman.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;By God, it&rsquo;s Kauehi!&rsquo; cried the mate.<br>
+<br>
+And so it was.&nbsp; And with that I began to be sorry for cartographers.&nbsp;
+We were scarce doing three and a half; and they asked me to believe
+that (in five minutes) we had dropped an island, passed eight miles
+of open water, and run almost high and dry upon the next.&nbsp; But
+my captain was more sorry for himself to be afloat in such a labyrinth;
+laid the <i>Casco</i> to, with the log line up and down, and sat on
+the stern rail and watched it till the morning.&nbsp; He had enough
+of night in the Paumotus.<br>
+<br>
+By daylight on the 9th we began to skirt Kauehi, and had now an opportunity
+to see near at hand the geography of atolls.&nbsp; Here and there, where
+it was high, the farther side loomed up; here and there the near side
+dipped entirely and showed a broad path of water into the lagoon; here
+and there both sides were equally abased, and we could look right through
+the discontinuous ring to the sea horizon on the south.&nbsp; Conceive,
+on a vast scale, the submerged hoop of the duck-hunter, trimmed with
+green rushes to conceal his head - water within, water without - you
+have the image of the perfect atoll.&nbsp; Conceive one that has been
+partly plucked of its rush fringe; you have the atoll of Kauehi.&nbsp;
+And for either shore of it at closer quarters, conceive the line of
+some old Roman highway traversing a wet morass, and here sunk out of
+view and there re-arising, crowned with a green tuft of thicket; only
+instead of the stagnant waters of a marsh, the live ocean now boiled
+against, now buried the frail barrier.&nbsp; Last night&rsquo;s impression
+in the dark was thus confirmed by day, and not corrected.&nbsp; We sailed
+indeed by a mere causeway in the sea, of nature&rsquo;s handiwork, yet
+of no greater magnitude than many of the works of man.<br>
+<br>
+The isle was uninhabited; it was all green brush and white sand, set
+in transcendently blue water; even the coco-palms were rare, though
+some of these completed the bright harmony of colour by hanging out
+a fan of golden yellow.&nbsp; For long there was no sign of life beyond
+the vegetable, and no sound but the continuous grumble of the surf.&nbsp;
+In silence and desertion these fair shores slipped past, and were submerged
+and rose again with clumps of thicket from the sea.&nbsp; And then a
+bird or two appeared, hovering and crying; swiftly these became more
+numerous, and presently, looking ahead, we were aware of a vast effervescence
+of winged life.&nbsp; In this place the annular isle was mostly under
+water, carrying here and there on its submerged line a wooded islet.&nbsp;
+Over one of these the birds hung and flew with an incredible density
+like that of gnats or hiving bees; the mass flashed white and black,
+and heaved and quivered, and the screaming of the creatures rose over
+the voice of the surf in a shrill clattering whirr.&nbsp; As you descend
+some inland valley a not dissimilar sound announces the nearness of
+a mill and pouring river.&nbsp; Some stragglers, as I said, came to
+meet our approach; a few still hung about the ship as we departed.&nbsp;
+The crying died away, the last pair of wings was left behind, and once
+more the low shores of Kauehi streamed past our eyes in silence like
+a picture.&nbsp; I supposed at the time that the birds lived, like ants
+or citizens, concentred where we saw them.&nbsp; I have been told since
+(I know not if correctly) that the whole isle, or much of it, is similarly
+peopled; and that the effervescence at a single spot would be the mark
+of a boat&rsquo;s crew of egg-hunters from one of the neighbouring inhabited
+atolls.&nbsp; So that here at Kauehi, as the day before at Taiaro, the
+<i>Casco</i> sailed by under the fire of unsuspected eyes.&nbsp; And
+one thing is surely true, that even on these ribbons of land an army
+might lie hid and no passing mariner divine its presence.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER II - FAKARAVA: AN ATOLL AT HAND<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+By a little before noon we were running down the coast of our destination,
+Fakarava: the air very light, the sea near smooth; though still we were
+accompanied by a continuous murmur from the beach, like the sound of
+a distant train.&nbsp; The isle is of a huge longitude, the enclosed
+lagoon thirty miles by ten or twelve, and the coral tow-path, which
+they call the land, some eighty or ninety miles by (possibly) one furlong.&nbsp;
+That part by which we sailed was all raised; the underwood excellently
+green, the topping wood of coco-palms continuous - a mark, if I had
+known it, of man&rsquo;s intervention.&nbsp; For once more, and once
+more unconsciously, we were within hail of fellow-creatures, and that
+vacant beach was but a pistol-shot from the capital city of the archipelago.&nbsp;
+But the life of an atoll, unless it be enclosed, passes wholly on the
+shores of the lagoon; it is there the villages are seated, there the
+canoes ply and are drawn up; and the beach of the ocean is a place accursed
+and deserted, the fit scene only for wizardry and shipwreck, and in
+the native belief a haunting ground of murderous spectres.<br>
+<br>
+By and by we might perceive a breach in the low barrier; the woods ceased;
+a glittering point ran into the sea, tipped with an emerald shoal the
+mark of entrance.&nbsp; As we drew near we met a little run of sea -
+the private sea of the lagoon having there its origin and end, and here,
+in the jaws of the gateway, trying vain conclusions with the more majestic
+heave of the Pacific.&nbsp; The <i>Casco</i> scarce avowed a shock;
+but there are times and circumstances when these harbour mouths of inland
+basins vomit floods, deflecting, burying, and dismasting ships.&nbsp;
+For, conceive a lagoon perfectly sealed but in the one point, and that
+of merely navigable width; conceive the tide and wind to have heaped
+for hours together in that coral fold a superfluity of waters, and the
+tide to change and the wind fall - the open sluice of some great reservoirs
+at home will give an image of the unstemmable effluxion.<br>
+<br>
+We were scarce well headed for the pass before all heads were craned
+over the rail.&nbsp; For the water, shoaling under our board, became
+changed in a moment to surprising hues of blue and grey; and in its
+transparency the coral branched and blossomed, and the fish of the inland
+sea cruised visibly below us, stained and striped, and even beaked like
+parrots.&nbsp; I have paid in my time to view many curiosities; never
+one so curious as that first sight over the ship&rsquo;s rail in the
+lagoon of Fakarava.&nbsp; But let not the reader be deceived with hope.&nbsp;
+I have since entered, I suppose, some dozen atolls in different parts
+of the Pacific, and the experience has never been repeated.&nbsp; That
+exquisite hue and transparency of submarine day, and these shoals of
+rainbow fish, have not enraptured me again.<br>
+<br>
+Before we could raise our eyes from that engaging spectacle the schooner
+had slipped betwixt the pierheads of the reef, and was already quite
+committed to the sea within.&nbsp; The containing shores are so little
+erected, and the lagoon itself is so great, that, for the more part,
+it seemed to extend without a check to the horizon.&nbsp; Here and there,
+indeed, where the reef carried an inlet, like a signet-ring upon a finger,
+there would be a pencilling of palms; here and there, the green wall
+of wood ran solid for a length of miles; and on the port hand, under
+the highest grove of trees, a few houses sparkled white - Rotoava, the
+metropolitan settlement of the Paumotus.&nbsp; Hither we beat in three
+tacks, and came to an anchor close in shore, in the first smooth water
+since we had left San Francisco, five fathoms deep, where a man might
+look overboard all day at the vanishing cable, the coral patches, and
+the many-coloured fish.<br>
+<br>
+Fakarava was chosen to be the seat of Government from nautical considerations
+only.&nbsp; It is eccentrically situate; the productions, even for a
+low island, poor; the population neither many nor - for Low Islanders
+- industrious.&nbsp; But the lagoon has two good passages, one to leeward,
+one to windward, so that in all states of the wind it can be left and
+entered, and this advantage, for a government of scattered islands,
+was decisive.&nbsp; A pier of coral, landing-stairs, a harbour light
+upon a staff and pillar, and two spacious Government bungalows in a
+handsome fence, give to the northern end of Rotoava a great air of consequence.&nbsp;
+This is confirmed on the one hand by an empty prison, on the other by
+a gendarmerie pasted over with hand-bills in Tahitian, land-law notices
+from Papeete, and republican sentiments from Paris, signed (a little
+after date) &lsquo;Jules Gr&eacute;vy, <i>Perihidente</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+Quite at the far end a belfried Catholic chapel concludes the town;
+and between, on a smooth floor of white coral sand and under the breezy
+canopy of coco-palms, the houses of the natives stand irregularly scattered,
+now close on the lagoon for the sake of the breeze, now back under the
+palms for love of shadow.<br>
+<br>
+Not a soul was to be seen.&nbsp; But for the thunder of the surf on
+the far side, it seemed you might have heard a pin drop anywhere about
+that capital city.&nbsp; There was something thrilling in the unexpected
+silence, something yet more so in the unexpected sound.&nbsp; Here before
+us a sea reached to the horizon, rippling like an inland mere; and behold!
+close at our back another sea assaulted with assiduous fury the reverse
+of the position.&nbsp; At night the lantern was run up and lit a vacant
+pier.&nbsp; In one house lights were seen and voices heard, where the
+population (I was told) sat playing cards.&nbsp; A little beyond, from
+deep in the darkness of the palm-grove, we saw the glow and smelt the
+aromatic odour of a coal of cocoa-nut husk, a relic of the evening kitchen.&nbsp;
+Crickets sang; some shrill thing whistled in a tuft of weeds; and the
+mosquito hummed and stung.&nbsp; There was no other trace that night
+of man, bird, or insect in the isle.&nbsp; The moon, now three days
+old, and as yet but a silver crescent on a still visible sphere, shone
+through the palm canopy with vigorous and scattered lights.&nbsp; The
+alleys where we walked were smoothed and weeded like a boulevard; here
+and there were plants set out; here and there dusky cottages clustered
+in the shadow, some with verandahs.&nbsp; A public garden by night,
+a rich and fashionable watering-place in a by-season, offer sights and
+vistas not dissimilar.&nbsp; And still, on the one side, stretched the
+lapping mere, and from the other the deep sea still growled in the night.&nbsp;
+But it was most of all on board, in the dead hours, when I had been
+better sleeping, that the spell of Fakarava seized and held me.&nbsp;
+The moon was down.&nbsp; The harbour lantern and two of the greater
+planets drew vari-coloured wakes on the lagoon.&nbsp; From shore the
+cheerful watch-cry of cocks rang out at intervals above the organ-point
+of surf.&nbsp; And the thought of this depopulated capital, this protracted
+thread of annular island with its crest of coco-palms and fringe of
+breakers, and that tranquil inland sea that stretched before me till
+it touched the stars, ran in my head for hours with delight.<br>
+<br>
+So long as I stayed upon that isle these thoughts were constant.&nbsp;
+I lay down to sleep, and woke again with an unblunted sense of my surroundings.&nbsp;
+I was never weary of calling up the image of that narrow causeway, on
+which I had my dwelling, lying coiled like a serpent, tail to mouth,
+in the outrageous ocean, and I was never weary of passing - a mere quarter-deck
+parade - from the one side to the other, from the shady, habitable shores
+of the lagoon to the blinding desert and uproarious breakers of the
+opposite beach.&nbsp; The sense of insecurity in such a thread of residence
+is more than fanciful.&nbsp; Hurricanes and tidal waves over-leap these
+humble obstacles; Oceanus remembers his strength, and, where houses
+stood and palms flourished, shakes his white beard again over the barren
+coral.&nbsp; Fakarava itself has suffered; the trees immediately beyond
+my house were all of recent replantation; and Anaa is only now recovered
+from a heavier stroke.&nbsp; I knew one who was then dwelling in the
+isle.&nbsp; He told me that he and two ship captains walked to the sea
+beach.&nbsp; There for a while they viewed the oncoming breakers, till
+one of the captains clapped suddenly his hand before his eyes and cried
+aloud that he could endure no longer to behold them.&nbsp; This was
+in the afternoon; in the dark hours of the night the sea burst upon
+the island like a flood; the settlement was razed all but the church
+and presbytery; and, when day returned, the survivors saw themselves
+clinging in an abattis of uprooted coco-palms and ruined houses.<br>
+<br>
+Danger is but a small consideration.&nbsp; But men are more nicely sensible
+of a discomfort; and the atoll is a discomfortable home.&nbsp; There
+are some, and these probably ancient, where a deep soil has formed and
+the most valuable fruit-trees prosper.&nbsp; I have walked in one, with
+equal admiration and surprise, through a forest of huge breadfruits,
+eating bananas and stumbling among taro as I went.&nbsp; This was in
+the atoll of Namorik in the Marshall group, and stands alone in my experience.&nbsp;
+To give the opposite extreme, which is yet far more near the average,
+I will describe the soil and productions of Fakarava.&nbsp; The surface
+of that narrow strip is for the more part of broken coral lime-stone,
+like volcanic clinkers, and excruciating to the naked foot; in some
+atolls, I believe, not in Fakarava, it gives a fine metallic ring when
+struck.&nbsp; Here and there you come upon a bank of sand, exceeding
+fine and white, and these parts are the least productive.&nbsp; The
+plants (such as they are) spring from and love the broken coral, whence
+they grow with that wonderful verdancy that makes the beauty of the
+atoll from the sea.&nbsp; The coco-palm in particular luxuriates in
+that stern <i>solum</i>, striking down his roots to the brackish, percolated
+water, and bearing his green head in the wind with every evidence of
+health and pleasure.&nbsp; And yet even the coco-palm must be helped
+in infancy with some extraneous nutriment, and through much of the low
+archipelago there is planted with each nut a piece of ship&rsquo;s biscuit
+and a rusty nail.&nbsp; The pandanus comes next in importance, being
+also a food tree; and he, too, does bravely.&nbsp; A green bush called
+<i>miki</i> runs everywhere; occasionally a purao is seen; and there
+are several useless weeds.&nbsp; According to M. Cuzent, the whole number
+of plants on an atoll such as Fakarava will scarce exceed, even if it
+reaches to, one score.&nbsp; Not a blade of grass appears; not a grain
+of humus, save when a sack or two has been imported to make the semblance
+of a garden; such gardens as bloom in cities on the window-sill.&nbsp;
+Insect life is sometimes dense; a cloud o&rsquo; mosquitoes, and, what
+is far worse, a plague of flies blackening our food, has sometimes driven
+us from a meal on Apemama; and even in Fakarava the mosquitoes were
+a pest.&nbsp; The land crab may be seen scuttling to his hole, and at
+night the rats besiege the houses and the artificial gardens.&nbsp;
+The crab is good eating; possibly so is the rat; I have not tried.&nbsp;
+Pandanus fruit is made, in the Gilberts, into an agreeable sweetmeat,
+such as a man may trifle with at the end of a long dinner; for a substantial
+meal I have no use for it.&nbsp; The rest of the food-supply, in a destitute
+atoll such as Fakarava, can be summed up in the favourite jest of the
+archipelago - cocoa-nut beefsteak.&nbsp; Cocoa-nut green, cocoa-nut
+ripe, cocoa-nut germinated; cocoa-nut to eat and cocoa-nut to drink;
+cocoa-nut raw and cooked, cocoa-nut hot and cold - such is the bill
+of fare.&nbsp; And some of the entr&eacute;es are no doubt delicious.&nbsp;
+The germinated nut, cooked in the shell and eaten with a spoon, forms
+a good pudding; cocoa-nut milk - the expressed juice of a ripe nut,
+not the water of a green one - goes well in coffee, and is a valuable
+adjunct in cookery through the South Seas; and cocoa-nut salad, if you
+be a millionaire, and can afford to eat the value of a field of corn
+for your dessert, is a dish to be remembered with affection.&nbsp; But
+when all is done there is a sameness, and the Israelites of the low
+islands murmur at their manna.<br>
+<br>
+The reader may think I have forgot the sea.&nbsp; The two beaches do
+certainly abound in life, and they are strangely different.&nbsp; In
+the lagoon the water shallows slowly on a bottom of the fine slimy sand,
+dotted with clumps of growing coral.&nbsp; Then comes a strip of tidal
+beach on which the ripples lap.&nbsp; In the coral clumps the great
+holy-water clam <i>(Tridacna</i>) grows plentifully; a little deeper
+lie the beds of the pearl-oyster and sail the resplendent fish that
+charmed us at our entrance; and these are all more or less vigorously
+coloured.&nbsp; But the other shells are white like lime, or faintly
+tinted with a little pink, the palest possible display; many of them
+dead besides, and badly rolled.&nbsp; On the ocean side, on the mounds
+of the steep beach, over all the width of the reef right out to where
+the surf is bursting, in every cranny, under every scattered fragment
+of the coral, an incredible plenty of marine life displays the most
+wonderful variety and brilliancy of hues.&nbsp; The reef itself has
+no passage of colour but is imitated by some shell.&nbsp; Purple and
+red and white, and green and yellow, pied and striped and clouded, the
+living shells wear in every combination the livery of the dead reef
+- if the reef be dead - so that the eye is continually baffled and the
+collector continually deceived.&nbsp; I have taken shells for stones
+and stones for shells, the one as often as the other.&nbsp; A prevailing
+character of the coral is to be dotted with small spots of red, and
+it is wonderful how many varieties of shell have adopted the same fashion
+and donned the disguise of the red spot.&nbsp; A shell I had found in
+plenty in the Marquesas I found here also unchanged in all things else,
+but there were the red spots.&nbsp; A lively little crab wore the same
+markings.&nbsp; The case of the hermit or soldier crab was more conclusive,
+being the result of conscious choice.&nbsp; This nasty little wrecker,
+scavenger, and squatter has learned the value of a spotted house; so
+it be of the right colour he will choose the smallest shard, tuck himself
+in a mere corner of a broken whorl, and go about the world half naked;
+but I never found him in this imperfect armour unless it was marked
+with the red spot.<br>
+<br>
+Some two hundred yards distant is the beach of the lagoon.&nbsp; Collect
+the shells from each, set them side by side, and you would suppose they
+came from different hemispheres; the one so pale, the other so brilliant;
+the one prevalently white, the other of a score of hues, and infected
+with the scarlet spot like a disease.&nbsp; This seems the more strange,
+since the hermit crabs pass and repass the island, and I have met them
+by the Residency well, which is about central, journeying either way.&nbsp;
+Without doubt many of the shells in the lagoon are dead.&nbsp; But why
+are they dead?&nbsp; Without doubt the living shells have a very different
+background set for imitation.&nbsp; But why are these so different?&nbsp;
+We are only on the threshold of the mysteries.<br>
+<br>
+Either beach, I have said, abounds with life.&nbsp; On the sea-side
+and in certain atolls this profusion of vitality is even shocking: the
+rock under foot is mined with it.&nbsp; I have broken off - notably
+in Funafuti and Arorai - great lumps of ancient weathered rock that
+rang under my blows like iron, and the fracture has been full of pendent
+worms as long as my hand, as thick as a child&rsquo;s finger, of a slightly
+pinkish white, and set as close as three or even four to the square
+inch.&nbsp; Even in the lagoon, where certain shell-fish seem to sicken,
+others (it is notorious) prosper exceedingly and make the riches of
+these islands.&nbsp; Fish, too, abound; the lagoon is a closed fish-pond,
+such as might rejoice the fancy of an abbot; sharks swarm there, and
+chiefly round the passages, to feast upon this plenty, and you would
+suppose that man had only to prepare his angle.&nbsp; Alas! it is not
+so.&nbsp; Of these painted fish that came in hordes about the entering
+<i>Casco</i>, some bore poisonous spines, and others were poisonous
+if eaten.&nbsp; The stranger must refrain, or take his chance of painful
+and dangerous sickness.&nbsp; The native, on his own isle, is a safe
+guide; transplant him to the next, and he is helpless as yourself.&nbsp;
+For it is a question both of time and place.&nbsp; A fish caught in
+a lagoon may be deadly; the same fish caught the same day at sea, and
+only a few hundred yards without the passage, will be wholesome eating:
+in a neighbouring isle perhaps the case will be reversed; and perhaps
+a fortnight later you shall be able to eat of them indifferently from
+within and from without.&nbsp; According to the natives, these bewildering
+vicissitudes are ruled by the movement of the heavenly bodies.&nbsp;
+The beautiful planet Venus plays a great part in all island tales and
+customs; and among other functions, some of them more awful, she regulates
+the season of good fish.&nbsp; With Venus in one phase, as we had her,
+certain fish were poisonous in the lagoon: with Venus in another, the
+same fish was harmless and a valued article of diet.&nbsp; White men
+explain these changes by the phases of the coral.<br>
+<br>
+It adds a last touch of horror to the thought of this precarious annular
+gangway in the sea, that even what there is of it is not of honest rock,
+but organic, part alive, part putrescent; even the clean sea and the
+bright fish about it poisoned, the most stubborn boulder burrowed in
+by worms, the lightest dust venomous as an apothecary&rsquo;s drugs.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER III - A HOUSE TO LET IN A LOW ISLAND<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Never populous, it was yet by a chapter of accidents that I found the
+island so deserted that no sound of human life diversified the hours;
+that we walked in that trim public garden of a town, among closed houses,
+without even a lodging-bill in a window to prove some tenancy in the
+back quarters; and, when we visited the Government bungalow, that Mr.
+Donat, acting Vice-Resident, greeted us alone, and entertained us with
+cocoa-nut punches in the Sessions Hall and seat of judgment of that
+widespread archipelago, our glasses standing arrayed with summonses
+and census returns.&nbsp; The unpopularity of a late Vice-Resident had
+begun the movement of exodus, his native employ&eacute;s resigning court
+appointments and retiring each to his own coco-patch in the remoter
+districts of the isle.&nbsp; Upon the back of that, the Governor in
+Papeete issued a decree: All land in the Paumotus must be defined and
+registered by a certain date.&nbsp; Now, the folk of the archipelago
+are half nomadic; a man can scarce be said to belong to a particular
+atoll; he belongs to several, perhaps holds a stake and counts cousinship
+in half a score; and the inhabitants of Rotoava in particular, man,
+woman, and child, and from the gendarme to the Mormon prophet and the
+schoolmaster, owned - I was going to say land - owned at least coral
+blocks and growing coco-palms in some adjacent isle.&nbsp; Thither -
+from the gendarme to the babe in arms, the pastor followed by his flock,
+the schoolmaster carrying along with him his scholars, and the scholars
+with their books and slates - they had taken ship some two days previous
+to our arrival, and were all now engaged disputing boundaries.&nbsp;
+Fancy overhears the shrillness of their disputation mingle with the
+surf and scatter sea-fowl.&nbsp; It was admirable to observe the completeness
+of their flight, like that of hibernating birds; nothing left but empty
+houses, like old nests to be reoccupied in spring; and even the harmless
+necessary dominie borne with them in their transmigration.&nbsp; Fifty
+odd set out, and only seven, I was informed, remained.&nbsp; But when
+I made a feast on board the <i>Casco</i>, more than seven, and nearer
+seven times seven, appeared to be my guests.&nbsp; Whence they appeared,
+how they were summoned, whither they vanished when the feast was eaten,
+I have no guess.&nbsp; In view of Low Island tales, and that awful frequentation
+which makes men avoid the seaward beaches of an atoll, some two score
+of those that ate with us may have returned, for the occasion, from
+the kingdom of the dead.<br>
+<br>
+It was this solitude that put it in our minds to hire a house, and become,
+for the time being, indwellers of the isle - a practice I have ever
+since, when it was possible, adhered to.&nbsp; Mr. Donat placed us,
+with that intent, under the convoy of one Taniera Mahinui, who combined
+the incongruous characters of catechist and convict.&nbsp; The reader
+may smile, but I affirm he was well qualified for either part.&nbsp;
+For that of convict, first of all, by a good substantial felony, such
+as in all lands casts the perpetrator in chains and dungeons.&nbsp;
+Taniera was a man of birth - the chief a while ago, as he loved to tell,
+of a district in Anaa of 800 souls.&nbsp; In an evil hour it occurred
+to the authorities in Papeete to charge the chiefs with the collection
+of the taxes.&nbsp; It is a question if much were collected; it is certain
+that nothing was handed on; and Taniera, who had distinguished himself
+by a visit to Papeete and some high living in restaurants, was chosen
+for the scapegoat.&nbsp; The reader must understand that not Taniera
+but the authorities in Papeete were first in fault.&nbsp; The charge
+imposed was disproportioned.&nbsp; I have not yet heard of any Polynesian
+capable of such a burden; honest and upright Hawaiians - one in particular,
+who was admired even by the whites as an inflexible magistrate - have
+stumbled in the narrow path of the trustee.&nbsp; And Taniera, when
+the pinch came, scorned to denounce accomplices; others had shared the
+spoil, he bore the penalty alone.&nbsp; He was condemned in five years.&nbsp;
+The period, when I had the pleasure of his friendship, was not yet expired;
+he still drew prison rations, the sole and not unwelcome reminder of
+his chains, and, I believe, looked forward to the date of his enfranchisement
+with mere alarm.&nbsp; For he had no sense of shame in the position;
+complained of nothing but the defective table of his place of exile;
+regretted nothing but the fowls and eggs and fish of his own more favoured
+island.&nbsp; And as for his parishioners, they did not think one hair
+the less of him.&nbsp; A schoolboy, mulcted in ten thousand lines of
+Greek and dwelling sequestered in the dormitories, enjoys unabated consideration
+from his fellows.&nbsp; So with Taniera: a marked man, not a dishonoured;
+having fallen under the lash of the unthinkable gods; a Job, perhaps,
+or say a Taniera in the den of lions.&nbsp; Songs are likely made and
+sung about this saintly Robin Hood.&nbsp; On the other hand, he was
+even highly qualified for his office in the Church; being by nature
+a grave, considerate, and kindly man; his face rugged and serious, his
+smile bright; the master of several trades, a builder both of boats
+and houses; endowed with a fine pulpit voice; endowed besides with such
+a gift of eloquence that at the grave of the late chief of Fakarava
+he set all the assistants weeping.&nbsp; I never met a man of a mind
+more ecclesiastical; he loved to dispute and to inform himself of doctrine
+and the history of sects; and when I showed him the cuts in a volume
+of Chambers&rsquo;s <i>Encyclopaedia</i> - except for one of an ape
+- reserved his whole enthusiasm for cardinals&rsquo; hats, censers,
+candlesticks, and cathedrals.&nbsp; Methought when he looked upon the
+cardinal&rsquo;s hat a voice said low in his ear: &lsquo;Your foot is
+on the ladder.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Under the guidance of Taniera we were soon installed in what I believe
+to have been the best-appointed private house in Fakarava.&nbsp; It
+stood just beyond the church in an oblong patch of cultivation.&nbsp;
+More than three hundred sacks of soil were imported from Tahiti for
+the Residency garden; and this must shortly be renewed, for the earth
+blows away, sinks in crevices of the coral, and is sought for at last
+in vain.&nbsp; I know not how much earth had gone to the garden of my
+villa; some at least, for an alley of prosperous bananas ran to the
+gate, and over the rest of the enclosure, which was covered with the
+usual clinker-like fragments of smashed coral, not only coco-palms and
+mikis but also fig-trees flourished, all of a delicious greenness.&nbsp;
+Of course there was no blade of grass.&nbsp; In front a picket fence
+divided us from the white road, the palm-fringed margin of the lagoon,
+and the lagoon itself, reflecting clouds by day and stars by night.&nbsp;
+At the back, a bulwark of uncemented coral enclosed us from the narrow
+belt of bush and the nigh ocean beach where the seas thundered, the
+roar and wash of them still humming in the chambers of the house.<br>
+<br>
+This itself was of one story, verandahed front and back.&nbsp; It contained
+three rooms, three sewing-machines, three sea-chests, chairs, tables,
+a pair of beds, a cradle, a double-barrelled gun, a pair of enlarged
+coloured photographs, a pair of coloured prints after Wilkie and Mulready,
+and a French lithograph with the legend: &lsquo;<i>Le brigade du G&eacute;n&eacute;ral
+Lepasset br&ucirc;lant son drapeau</i> <i>devant Metz</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+Under the stilts of the house a stove was rusting, till we drew it forth
+and put it in commission.&nbsp; Not far off was the burrow in the coral
+whence we supplied ourselves with brackish water.&nbsp; There was live
+stock, besides, on the estate - cocks and hens and a brace of ill-regulated
+cats, whom Taniera came every morning with the sun to feed on grated
+cocoa-nut.&nbsp; His voice was our regular r&eacute;veille, ringing
+pleasantly about the garden: &lsquo;Pooty - pooty - poo - poo - poo!&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Far as we were from the public offices, the nearness of the chapel made
+our situation what is called eligible in advertisements, and gave us
+a side look on some native life.&nbsp; Every morning, as soon as he
+had fed the fowls, Taniera set the bell agoing in the small belfry;
+and the faithful, who were not very numerous, gathered to prayers.&nbsp;
+I was once present: it was the Lord&rsquo;s day, and seven females and
+eight males composed the congregation.&nbsp; A woman played precentor,
+starting with a longish note; the catechist joined in upon the second
+bar; and then the faithful in a body.&nbsp; Some had printed hymn-books
+which they followed; some of the rest filled up with &lsquo;eh - eh
+- eh,&rsquo; the Paumotuan tol-de-rol.&nbsp; After the hymn, we had
+an antiphonal prayer or two; and then Taniera rose from the front bench,
+where he had been sitting in his catechist&rsquo;s robes, passed within
+the altar-rails, opened his Tahitian Bible, and began to preach from
+notes.&nbsp; I understood one word - the name of God; but the preacher
+managed his voice with taste, used rare and expressive gestures, and
+made a strong impression of sincerity.&nbsp; The plain service, the
+vernacular Bible, the hymn-tunes mostly on an English pattern - &lsquo;God
+save the Queen,&rsquo; I was informed, a special favourite, - all, save
+some paper flowers upon the altar, seemed not merely but austerely Protestant.&nbsp;
+It is thus the Catholics have met their low island proselytes half-way.<br>
+<br>
+Taniera had the keys of our house; it was with him I made my bargain,
+if that could be called a bargain in which all was remitted to my generosity;
+it was he who fed the cats and poultry, he who came to call and pick
+a meal with us like an acknowledged friend; and we long fondly supposed
+he was our landlord.&nbsp; This belief was not to bear the test of experience;
+and, as my chapter has to relate, no certainty succeeded it.<br>
+<br>
+We passed some days of airless quiet and great heat; shell-gatherers
+were warned from the ocean beach, where sunstroke waited them from ten
+till four; the highest palm hung motionless, there was no voice audible
+but that of the sea on the far side.&nbsp; At last, about four of a
+certain afternoon, long cat&rsquo;s-paws flawed the face of the lagoon;
+and presently in the tree-tops there awoke the grateful bustle of the
+trades, and all the houses and alleys of the island were fanned out.&nbsp;
+To more than one enchanted ship, that had lain long becalmed in view
+of the green shore, the wind brought deliverance; and by daylight on
+the morrow a schooner and two cutters lay moored in the port of Rotoava.&nbsp;
+Not only in the outer sea, but in the lagoon itself, a certain traffic
+woke with the reviving breeze; and among the rest one Fran&ccedil;ois,
+a half-blood, set sail with the first light in his own half-decked cutter.&nbsp;
+He had held before a court appointment; being, I believe, the Residency
+sweeper-out.&nbsp; Trouble arising with the unpopular Vice-Resident,
+he had thrown his honours down, and fled to the far parts of the atoll
+to plant cabbages - or at least coco-palms.&nbsp; Thence he was now
+driven by such need as even a Cincinnatus must acknowledge, and fared
+for the capital city, the seat of his late functions, to exchange half
+a ton of copra for necessary flour.&nbsp; And here, for a while, the
+story leaves to tell of his voyaging.<br>
+<br>
+It must tell, instead, of our house, where, toward seven at night, the
+catechist came suddenly in with his pleased air of being welcome; armed
+besides with a considerable bunch of keys.&nbsp; These he proceeded
+to try on the sea-chests, drawing each in turn from its place against
+the wall.&nbsp; Heads of strangers appeared in the doorway and volunteered
+suggestions.&nbsp; All in vain.&nbsp; Either they were the wrong keys
+or the wrong boxes, or the wrong man was trying them.&nbsp; For a little
+Taniera fumed and fretted; then had recourse to the more summary method
+of the hatchet; one of the chests was broken open, and an armful of
+clothing, male and female, baled out and handed to the strangers on
+the verandah.<br>
+<br>
+These were Fran&ccedil;ois, his wife, and their child.&nbsp; About eight
+a.m., in the midst of the lagoon, their cutter had capsized in jibbing.&nbsp;
+They got her righted, and though she was still full of water put the
+child on board.&nbsp; The mainsail had been carried away, but the jib
+still drew her sluggishly along, and Fran&ccedil;ois and the woman swam
+astern and worked the rudder with their hands.&nbsp; The cold was cruel;
+the fatigue, as time went on, became excessive; and in that preserve
+of sharks, fear hunted them.&nbsp; Again and again, Fran&ccedil;ois,
+the half-breed, would have desisted and gone down; but the woman, whole
+blood of an amphibious race, still supported him with cheerful words.&nbsp;
+I am reminded of a woman of Hawaii who swam with her husband, I dare
+not say how many miles, in a high sea, and came ashore at last with
+his dead body in her arms.&nbsp; It was about five in the evening, after
+nine hours&rsquo; swimming, that Fran&ccedil;ois and his wife reached
+land at Rotoava.&nbsp; The gallant fight was won, and instantly the
+more childish side of native character appears.&nbsp; They had supped,
+and told and retold their story, dripping as they came; the flesh of
+the woman, whom Mrs. Stevenson helped to shift, was cold as stone; and
+Fran&ccedil;ois, having changed to a dry cotton shirt and trousers,
+passed the remainder of the evening on my floor and between open doorways,
+in a thorough draught.&nbsp; Yet Fran&ccedil;ois, the son of a French
+father, speaks excellent French himself and seems intelligent.<br>
+<br>
+It was our first idea that the catechist, true to his evangelical vocation,
+was clothing the naked from his superfluity.&nbsp; Then it came out
+that Fran&ccedil;ois was but dealing with his own.&nbsp; The clothes
+were his, so was the chest, so was the house.&nbsp; Fran&ccedil;ois
+was in fact the landlord.&nbsp; Yet you observe he had hung back on
+the verandah while Taniera tried his &lsquo;prentice hand upon the locks:
+and even now, when his true character appeared, the only use he made
+of the estate was to leave the clothes of his family drying on the fence.&nbsp;
+Taniera was still the friend of the house, still fed the poultry, still
+came about us on his daily visits, Fran&ccedil;ois, during the remainder
+of his stay, holding bashfully aloof.&nbsp; And there was stranger matter.&nbsp;
+Since Fran&ccedil;ois had lost the whole load of his cutter, the half
+ton of copra, an axe, bowls, knives, and clothes - since he had in a
+manner to begin the world again, and his necessary flour was not yet
+bought or paid for - I proposed to advance him what he needed on the
+rent.&nbsp; To my enduring amazement he refused, and the reason he gave
+- if that can be called a reason which but darkens counsel - was that
+Taniera was his friend.&nbsp; His friend, you observe; not his creditor.&nbsp;
+I inquired into that, and was assured that Taniera, an exile in a strange
+isle, might possibly be in debt himself, but certainly was no man&rsquo;s
+creditor.<br>
+<br>
+Very early one morning we were awakened by a bustling presence in the
+yard, and found our camp had been surprised by a tall, lean old native
+lady, dressed in what were obviously widow&rsquo;s weeds.&nbsp; You
+could see at a glance she was a notable woman, a housewife, sternly
+practical, alive with energy, and with fine possibilities of temper.&nbsp;
+Indeed, there was nothing native about her but the skin; and the type
+abounds, and is everywhere respected, nearer home.&nbsp; It did us good
+to see her scour the grounds, examining the plants and chickens; watering,
+feeding, trimming them; taking angry, purpose-like possession.&nbsp;
+When she neared the house our sympathy abated; when she came to the
+broken chest I wished I were elsewhere.&nbsp; We had scarce a word in
+common; but her whole lean body spoke for her with indignant eloquence.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;My chest!&rsquo; it cried, with a stress on the possessive.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;My chest - broken open!&nbsp; This is a fine state of things!&rsquo;&nbsp;
+I hastened to lay the blame where it belonged - on Fran&ccedil;ois and
+his wife - and found I had made things worse instead of better.&nbsp;
+She repeated the names at first with incredulity, then with despair.&nbsp;
+A while she seemed stunned, next fell to disembowelling the box, piling
+the goods on the floor, and visibly computing the extent of Fran&ccedil;ois&rsquo;s
+ravages; and presently after she was observed in high speech with Taniera,
+who seemed to hang an ear like one reproved.<br>
+<br>
+Here, then, by all known marks, should be my land-lady at last; here
+was every character of the proprietor fully developed.&nbsp; Should
+I not approach her on the still depending question of my rent?&nbsp;
+I carried the point to an adviser.&nbsp; &lsquo;Nonsense!&rsquo; he
+cried.&nbsp; &lsquo;That&rsquo;s the old woman, the mother.&nbsp; It
+doesn&rsquo;t belong to her.&nbsp; I believe that&rsquo;s the man the
+house belongs to,&rsquo; and he pointed to one of the coloured photographs
+on the wall.&nbsp; On this I gave up all desire of understanding; and
+when the time came for me to leave, in the judgment-hall of the archipelago,
+and with the awful countenance of the acting Governor, I duly paid my
+rent to Taniera.&nbsp; He was satisfied, and so was I.&nbsp; But what
+had he to do with it?&nbsp; Mr. Donat, acting magistrate and a man of
+kindred blood, could throw no light upon the mystery; a plain private
+person, with a taste for letters, cannot be expected to do more.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER IV - TRAITS AND SECTS IN THE PAUMOTUS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The most careless reader must have remarked a change of air since the
+Marquesas.&nbsp; The house, crowded with effects, the bustling housewife
+counting her possessions, the serious, indoctrinated island pastor,
+the long fight for life in the lagoon: here are traits of a new world.&nbsp;
+I read in a pamphlet (I will not give the author&rsquo;s name) that
+the Marquesan especially resembles the Paumotuan.&nbsp; I should take
+the two races, though so near in neighbourhood, to be extremes of Polynesian
+diversity.&nbsp; The Marquesan is certainly the most beautiful of human
+races, and one of the tallest - the Paumotuan averaging a good inch
+shorter, and not even handsome; the Marquesan open-handed, inert, insensible
+to religion, childishly self-indulgent - the Paumotuan greedy, hardy,
+enterprising, a religious disputant, and with a trace of the ascetic
+character.<br>
+<br>
+Yet a few years ago, and the people of the archipelago were crafty savages.&nbsp;
+Their isles might be called sirens&rsquo; isles, not merely from the
+attraction they exerted on the passing mariner, but from the perils
+that awaited him on shore.&nbsp; Even to this day, in certain outlying
+islands, danger lingers; and the civilized Paumotuan dreads to land
+and hesitates to accost his backward brother.&nbsp; But, except in these,
+to-day the peril is a memory.&nbsp; When our generation were yet in
+the cradle and playroom it was still a living fact.&nbsp; Between 1830
+and 1840, Hao, for instance, was a place of the most dangerous approach,
+where ships were seized and crews kidnapped.&nbsp; As late as 1856,
+the schooner <i>Sarah Ann</i> sailed from Papeete and was seen no more.&nbsp;
+She had women on board, and children, the captain&rsquo;s wife, a nursemaid,
+a baby, and the two young sons of a Captain Steven on their way to the
+mainland for schooling.&nbsp; All were supposed to have perished in
+a squall.&nbsp; A year later, the captain of the <i>Julia</i>, coasting
+along the island variously called Bligh, Lagoon, and Tematangi saw armed
+natives follow the course of his schooner, clad in many-coloured stuffs.&nbsp;
+Suspicion was at once aroused; the mother of the lost children was profuse
+of money; and one expedition having found the place deserted, and returned
+content with firing a few shots, she raised and herself accompanied
+another.&nbsp; None appeared to greet or to oppose them; they roamed
+a while among abandoned huts and empty thickets; then formed two parties
+and set forth to beat, from end to end, the pandanus jungle of the island.&nbsp;
+One man remained alone by the landing-place - Teina, a chief of Anaa,
+leader of the armed natives who made the strength of the expedition.&nbsp;
+Now that his comrades were departed this way and that, on their laborious
+exploration, the silence fell profound; and this silence was the ruin
+of the islanders.&nbsp; A sound of stones rattling caught the ear of
+Teina.&nbsp; He looked, thinking to perceive a crab, and saw instead
+the brown hand of a human being issue from a fissure in the ground.&nbsp;
+A shout recalled the search parties and announced their doom to the
+buried caitiffs.&nbsp; In the cave below, sixteen were found crouching
+among human bones and singular and horrid curiosities.&nbsp; One was
+a head of golden hair, supposed to be a relic of the captain&rsquo;s
+wife; another was half of the body of a European child, sun-dried and
+stuck upon a stick, doubtless with some design of wizardry.<br>
+<br>
+The Paumotuan is eager to be rich.&nbsp; He saves, grudges, buries money,
+fears not work.&nbsp; For a dollar each, two natives passed the hours
+of daylight cleaning our ship&rsquo;s copper.&nbsp; It was strange to
+see them so indefatigable and so much at ease in the water - working
+at times with their pipes lighted, the smoker at times submerged and
+only the glowing bowl above the surface; it was stranger still to think
+they were next congeners to the incapable Marquesan.&nbsp; But the Paumotuan
+not only saves, grudges, and works, he steals besides; or, to be more
+precise, he swindles.&nbsp; He will never deny a debt, he only flees
+his creditor.&nbsp; He is always keen for an advance; so soon as he
+has fingered it he disappears.&nbsp; He knows your ship; so soon as
+it nears one island, he is off to another.&nbsp; You may think you know
+his name; he has already changed it.&nbsp; Pursuit in that infinity
+of isles were fruitless.&nbsp; The result can be given in a nutshell.&nbsp;
+It has been actually proposed in a Government report to secure debts
+by taking a photograph of the debtor; and the other day in Papeete credits
+on the Paumotus to the amount of sixteen thousand pounds were sold for
+less than forty - <i>quatre cent mille francs pour moins de mille</i>
+<i>francs</i>.&nbsp; Even so, the purchase was thought hazardous; and
+only the man who made it and who had special opportunities could have
+dared to give so much.<br>
+<br>
+The Paumotuan is sincerely attached to those of his own blood and household.&nbsp;
+A touching affection sometimes unites wife and husband.&nbsp; Their
+children, while they are alive, completely rule them; after they are
+dead, their bones or their mummies are often jealously preserved and
+carried from atoll to atoll in the wanderings of the family.&nbsp; I
+was told there were many houses in Fakarava with the mummy of a child
+locked in a sea-chest; after I heard it, I would glance a little jealously
+at those by my own bed; in that cupboard, also, it was possible there
+was a tiny skeleton.<br>
+<br>
+The race seems in a fair way to survive.&nbsp; From fifteen islands,
+whose rolls I had occasion to consult, I found a proportion of 59 births
+to 47 deaths for 1887.&nbsp; Dropping three out of the fifteen, there
+remained for the other twelve the comfortable ratio of 50 births to
+32 deaths.&nbsp; Long habits of hardship and activity doubtless explain
+the contrast with Marquesan figures.&nbsp; But the Paumotuan displays,
+besides, a certain concern for health and the rudiments of a sanitary
+discipline.&nbsp; Public talk with these free-spoken people plays the
+part of the Contagious Diseases Act; in-comers to fresh islands anxiously
+inquire if all be well; and syphilis, when contracted, is successfully
+treated with indigenous herbs.&nbsp; Like their neighbours of Tahiti,
+from whom they have perhaps imbibed the error, they regard leprosy with
+comparative indifference, elephantiasis with disproportionate fear.&nbsp;
+But, unlike indeed to the Tahitian, their alarm puts on the guise of
+self-defence.&nbsp; Any one stricken with this painful and ugly malady
+is confined to the ends of villages, denied the use of paths and highways,
+and condemned to transport himself between his house and coco-patch
+by water only, his very footprint being held infectious.&nbsp; Fe&rsquo;efe&rsquo;e,
+being a creature of marshes and the sequel of malarial fever, is not
+original in atolls.&nbsp; On the single isle of Makatea, where the lagoon
+is now a marsh, the disease has made a home.&nbsp; Many suffer; they
+are excluded (if Mr. Wilmot be right) from much of the comfort of society;
+and it is believed they take a secret vengeance.&nbsp; The defections
+of the sick are considered highly poisonous.&nbsp; Early in the morning,
+it is narrated, aged and malicious persons creep into the sleeping village,
+and stealthily make water at the doors of the houses of young men.&nbsp;
+Thus they propagate disease; thus they breathe on and obliterate comeliness
+and health, the objects of their envy.&nbsp; Whether horrid fact or
+more abominable legend, it equally depicts that something bitter and
+energetic which distinguishes Paumotuan man.<br>
+<br>
+The archipelago is divided between two main religions, Catholic and
+Mormon.&nbsp; They front each other proudly with a false air of permanence;
+yet are but shapes, their membership in a perpetual flux.&nbsp; The
+Mormon attends mass with devotion: the Catholic sits attentive at a
+Mormon sermon, and to-morrow each may have transferred allegiance.&nbsp;
+One man had been a pillar of the Church of Rome for fifteen years; his
+wife dying, he decided that must be a poor religion that could not save
+a man his wife, and turned Mormon.&nbsp; According to one informant,
+Catholicism was the more fashionable in health, but on the approach
+of sickness it was judged prudent to secede.&nbsp; As a Mormon, there
+were five chances out of six you might recover; as a Catholic, your
+hopes were small; and this opinion is perhaps founded on the comfortable
+rite of unction.<br>
+<br>
+We all know what Catholics are, whether in the Paumotus or at home.&nbsp;
+But the Paumotuan Mormon seemed a phenomenon apart.&nbsp; He marries
+but the one wife, uses the Protestant Bible, observes Protestant forms
+of worship, forbids the use of liquor and tobacco, practises adult baptism
+by immersion, and after every public sin, rechristens the backslider.&nbsp;
+I advised with Mahinui, whom I found well informed in the history of
+the American Mormons, and he declared against the least connection.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;<i>Pour moi</i>,&rsquo; said he, with a fine charity, &lsquo;<i>les
+Mormons ici un petit Catholiques</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; Some months later
+I had an opportunity to consult an orthodox fellow-countryman, an old
+dissenting Highlander, long settled in Tahiti, but still breathing of
+the heather of Tiree.&nbsp; &lsquo;Why do they call themselves Mormons?&rsquo;
+I asked.&nbsp; &lsquo;My dear, and that is my question!&rsquo; he exclaimed.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;For by all that I can hear of their doctrine, I have nothing
+to say against it, and their life, it is above reproach.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+And for all that, Mormons they are, but of the earlier sowing: the so-called
+Josephites, the followers of Joseph Smith, the opponents of Brigham
+Young.<br>
+<br>
+Grant, then, the Mormons to be Mormons.&nbsp; Fresh points at once arise:
+What are the Israelites? and what the Kanitus?&nbsp; For a long while
+back the sect had been divided into Mormons proper and so-called Israelites,
+I never could hear why.&nbsp; A few years since there came a visiting
+missionary of the name of Williams, who made an excellent collection,
+and retired, leaving fresh disruption imminent.&nbsp; Something irregular
+(as I was told) in his way of &lsquo;opening the service&rsquo; had
+raised partisans and enemies; the church was once more rent asunder;
+and a new sect, the Kanitu, issued from the division.&nbsp; Since then
+Kanitus and Israelites, like the Cameronians and the United Presbyterians,
+have made common cause; and the ecclesiastical history of the Paumotus
+is, for the moment, uneventful.&nbsp; There will be more doing before
+long, and these isles bid fair to be the Scotland of the South.&nbsp;
+Two things I could never learn.&nbsp; The nature of the innovations
+of the Rev. Mr. Williams none would tell me, and of the meaning of the
+name Kanitu none had a guess.&nbsp; It was not Tahitian, it was not
+Marquesan; it formed no part of that ancient speech of the Paumotus,
+now passing swiftly into obsolescence.&nbsp; One man, a priest, God
+bless him! said it was the Latin for a little dog.&nbsp; I have found
+it since as the name of a god in New Guinea; it must be a bolder man
+than I who should hint at a connection.&nbsp; Here, then, is a singular
+thing: a brand-new sect, arising by popular acclamation, and a nonsense
+word invented for its name.<br>
+<br>
+The design of mystery seems obvious, and according to a very intelligent
+observer, Mr. Magee of Mangareva, this element of the mysterious is
+a chief attraction of the Mormon Church.&nbsp; It enjoys some of the
+status of Freemasonry at home, and there is for the convert some of
+the exhilaration of adventure.&nbsp; Other attractions are certainly
+conjoined.&nbsp; Perpetual rebaptism, leading to a succession of baptismal
+feasts, is found, both from the social and the spiritual side, a pleasing
+feature.&nbsp; More important is the fact that all the faithful enjoy
+office; perhaps more important still, the strictness of the discipline.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;The veto on liquor,&rsquo; said Mr. Magee, &lsquo;brings them
+plenty members.&rsquo;&nbsp; There is no doubt these islanders are fond
+of drink, and no doubt they refrain from the indulgence; a bout on a
+feast-day, for instance, may be followed by a week or a month of rigorous
+sobriety.&nbsp; Mr. Wilmot attributes this to Paumotuan frugality and
+the love of hoarding; it goes far deeper.&nbsp; I have mentioned that
+I made a feast on board the <i>Casco</i>.&nbsp; To wash down ship&rsquo;s
+bread and jam, each guest was given the choice of rum or syrup, and
+out of the whole number only one man voted - in a defiant tone, and
+amid shouts of mirth - for &lsquo;Trum&rsquo;!&nbsp; This was in public.&nbsp;
+I had the meanness to repeat the experiment, whenever I had a chance,
+within the four walls of my house; and three at least, who had refused
+at the festival, greedily drank rum behind a door.&nbsp; But there were
+others thoroughly consistent.&nbsp; I said the virtues of the race were
+bourgeois and puritan; and how bourgeois is this! how puritanic! how
+Scottish! and how Yankee! - the temptation, the resistance, the public
+hypocritical conformity, the Pharisees, the Holy Willies, and the true
+disciples.&nbsp; With such a people the popularity of an ascetic Church
+appears legitimate; in these strict rules, in this perpetual supervision,
+the weak find their advantage, the strong a certain pleasure; and the
+doctrine of rebaptism, a clean bill and a fresh start, will comfort
+many staggering professors.<br>
+<br>
+There is yet another sect, or what is called a sect - no doubt improperly
+- that of the Whistlers.&nbsp; Duncan Cameron, so clear in favour of
+the Mormons, was no less loud in condemnation of the Whistlers.&nbsp;
+Yet I do not know; I still fancy there is some connection, perhaps fortuitous,
+probably disavowed.&nbsp; Here at least are some doings in the house
+of an Israelite clergyman (or prophet) in the island of Anaa, of which
+I am equally sure that Duncan would disclaim and the Whistlers hail
+them for an imitation of their own.&nbsp; My informant, a Tahitian and
+a Catholic, occupied one part of the house; the prophet and his family
+lived in the other.&nbsp; Night after night the Mormons, in the one
+end, held their evening sacrifice of song; night after night, in the
+other, the wife of the Tahitian lay awake and listened to their singing
+with amazement.&nbsp; At length she could contain herself no longer,
+woke her husband, and asked him what he heard.&nbsp; &lsquo;I hear several
+persons singing hymns,&rsquo; said he.&nbsp; &lsquo;Yes,&rsquo; she
+returned, &lsquo;but listen again!&nbsp; Do you not hear something supernatural?&rsquo;&nbsp;
+His attention thus directed, he was aware of a strange buzzing voice
+- and yet he declared it was beautiful - which justly accompanied the
+singers.&nbsp; The next day he made inquiries.&nbsp; &lsquo;It is a
+spirit,&rsquo; said the prophet, with entire simplicity, &lsquo;which
+has lately made a practice of joining us at family worship.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+It did not appear the thing was visible, and like other spirits raised
+nearer home in these degenerate days, it was rudely ignorant, at first
+could only buzz, and had only learned of late to bear a part correctly
+in the music.<br>
+<br>
+The performances of the Whistlers are more business-like.&nbsp; Their
+meetings are held publicly with open doors, all being &lsquo;cordially
+invited to attend.&rsquo;&nbsp; The faithful sit about the room - according
+to one informant, singing hymns; according to another, now singing and
+now whistling; the leader, the wizard - let me rather say, the medium
+- sits in the midst, enveloped in a sheet and silent; and presently,
+from just above his head, or sometimes from the midst of the roof, an
+aerial whistling proceeds, appalling to the inexperienced.&nbsp; This,
+it appears, is the language of the dead; its purport is taken down progressively
+by one of the experts, writing, I was told, &lsquo;as fast as a telegraph
+operator&rsquo;; and the communications are at last made public.&nbsp;
+They are of the baldest triviality; a schooner is, perhaps, announced,
+some idle gossip reported of a neighbour, or if the spirit shall have
+been called to consultation on a case of sickness, a remedy may be suggested.&nbsp;
+One of these, immersion in scalding water, not long ago proved fatal
+to the patient.&nbsp; The whole business is very dreary, very silly,
+and very European; it has none of the picturesque qualities of similar
+conjurations in New Zealand; it seems to possess no kernel of possible
+sense, like some that I shall describe among the Gilbert islanders.&nbsp;
+Yet I was told that many hardy, intelligent natives were inveterate
+Whistlers.&nbsp; &lsquo;Like Mahinui?&rsquo; I asked, willing to have
+a standard; and I was told &lsquo;Yes.&rsquo;&nbsp; Why should I wonder?&nbsp;
+Men more enlightened than my convict-catechist sit down at home to follies
+equally sterile and dull.<br>
+<br>
+The medium is sometimes female.&nbsp; It was a woman, for instance,
+who introduced these practices on the north coast of Taiarapu, to the
+scandal of her own connections, her brother-in-law in particular declaring
+she was drunk.&nbsp; But what shocked Tahiti might seem fit enough in
+the Paumotus, the more so as certain women there possess, by the gift
+of nature, singular and useful powers.&nbsp; They say they are honest,
+well-intentioned ladies, some of them embarrassed by their weird inheritance.&nbsp;
+And indeed the trouble caused by this endowment is so great, and the
+protection afforded so infinitesimally small, that I hesitate whether
+to call it a gift or a hereditary curse.&nbsp; You may rob this lady&rsquo;s
+coco-patch, steal her canoes, burn down her house, and slay her family
+scatheless; but one thing you must not do: you must not lay a hand upon
+her sleeping-mat, or your belly will swell, and you can only be cured
+by the lady or her husband.&nbsp; Here is the report of an eye-witness,
+Tasmanian born, educated, a man who has made money - certainly no fool.&nbsp;
+In 1886 he was present in a house on Makatea, where two lads began to
+skylark on the mats, and were (I think) ejected.&nbsp; Instantly after,
+their bellies began to swell; pains took hold on them; all manner of
+island remedies were exhibited in vain, and rubbing only magnified their
+sufferings.&nbsp; The man of the house was called, explained the nature
+of the visitation, and prepared the cure.&nbsp; A cocoa-nut was husked,
+filled with herbs, and with all the ceremonies of a launch, and the
+utterance of spells in the Paumotuan language, committed to the sea.&nbsp;
+From that moment the pains began to grow more easy and the swelling
+to subside.&nbsp; The reader may stare.&nbsp; I can assure him, if he
+moved much among old residents of the archipelago, he would be driven
+to admit one thing of two - either that there is something in the swollen
+bellies or nothing in the evidence of man.<br>
+<br>
+I have not met these gifted ladies; but I had an experience of my own,
+for I have played, for one night only, the part of the whistling spirit.&nbsp;
+It had been blowing wearily all day, but with the fall of night the
+wind abated, and the moon, which was then full, rolled in a clear sky.&nbsp;
+We went southward down the island on the side of the lagoon, walking
+through long-drawn forest aisles of palm, and on a floor of snowy sand.&nbsp;
+No life was abroad, nor sound of life; till in a clear part of the isle
+we spied the embers of a fire, and not far off, in a dark house, heard
+natives talking softly.&nbsp; To sit without a light, even in company,
+and under cover, is for a Paumotuan a somewhat hazardous extreme.&nbsp;
+The whole scene - the strong moonlight and crude shadows on the sand,
+the scattered coals, the sound of the low voices from the house, and
+the lap of the lagoon along the beach - put me (I know not how) on thoughts
+of superstition.&nbsp; I was barefoot, I observed my steps were noiseless,
+and drawing near to the dark house, but keeping well in shadow, began
+to whistle.&nbsp; &lsquo;The Heaving of the Lead&rsquo; was my air -
+no very tragic piece.&nbsp; With the first note the conversation and
+all movement ceased; silence accompanied me while I continued; and when
+I passed that way on my return I found the lamp was lighted in the house,
+but the tongues were still mute.&nbsp; All night, as I now think, the
+wretches shivered and were silent.&nbsp; For indeed, I had no guess
+at the time at the nature and magnitude of the terrors I inflicted,
+or with what grisly images the notes of that old song had peopled the
+dark house.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER V - A PAUMOTUAN FUNERAL<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+No, I had no guess of these men&rsquo;s terrors.&nbsp; Yet I had received
+ere that a hint, if I had understood; and the occasion was a funeral.<br>
+<br>
+A little apart in the main avenue of Rotoava, in a low hut of leaves
+that opened on a small enclosure, like a pigsty on a pen, an old man
+dwelt solitary with his aged wife.&nbsp; Perhaps they were too old to
+migrate with the others; perhaps they were too poor, and had no possessions
+to dispute.&nbsp; At least they had remained behind; and it thus befell
+that they were invited to my feast.&nbsp; I dare say it was quite a
+piece of politics in the pigsty whether to come or not to come, and
+the husband long swithered between curiosity and age, till curiosity
+conquered, and they came, and in the midst of that last merrymaking
+death tapped him on the shoulder.&nbsp; For some days, when the sky
+was bright and the wind cool, his mat would be spread in the main highway
+of the village, and he was to be seen lying there inert, a mere handful
+of a man, his wife inertly seated by his head.&nbsp; They seemed to
+have outgrown alike our needs and faculties; they neither spoke nor
+listened; they suffered us to pass without a glance; the wife did not
+fan, she seemed not to attend upon her husband, and the two poor antiques
+sat juxtaposed under the high canopy of palms, the human tragedy reduced
+to its bare elements, a sight beyond pathos, stirring a thrill of curiosity.&nbsp;
+And yet there was one touch of the pathetic haunted me: that so much
+youth and expectation should have run in these starved veins, and the
+man should have squandered all his lees of life on a pleasure party.<br>
+<br>
+On the morning of 17th September the sufferer died, and, time pressing,
+he was buried the same day at four.&nbsp; The cemetery lies to seaward
+behind Government House; broken coral, like so much road-metal, forms
+the surface; a few wooden crosses, a few inconsiderable upright stones,
+designate graves; a mortared wall, high enough to lean on, rings it
+about; a clustering shrub surrounds it with pale leaves.&nbsp; Here
+was the grave dug that morning, doubtless by uneasy diggers, to the
+sound of the nigh sea and the cries of sea-birds; meanwhile the dead
+man waited in his house, and the widow and another aged woman leaned
+on the fence before the door, no speech upon their lips, no speculation
+in their eyes.<br>
+<br>
+Sharp at the hour the procession was in march, the coffin wrapped in
+white and carried by four bearers; mourners behind - not many, for not
+many remained in Rotoava, and not many in black, for these were poor;
+the men in straw hats, white coats, and blue trousers or the gorgeous
+parti-coloured pariu, the Tahitian kilt; the women, with a few exceptions,
+brightly habited.&nbsp; Far in the rear came the widow, painfully carrying
+the dead man&rsquo;s mat; a creature aged beyond humanity, to the likeness
+of some missing link.<br>
+<br>
+The dead man had been a Mormon; but the Mormon clergyman was gone with
+the rest to wrangle over boundaries in the adjacent isle, and a layman
+took his office.&nbsp; Standing at the head of the open grave, in a
+white coat and blue pariu, his Tahitian Bible in his hand and one eye
+bound with a red handkerchief, he read solemnly that chapter in Job
+which has been read and heard over the bones of so many of our fathers,
+and with a good voice offered up two prayers.&nbsp; The wind and the
+surf bore a burthen.&nbsp; By the cemetery gate a mother in crimson
+suckled an infant rolled in blue.&nbsp; In the midst the widow sat upon
+the ground and polished one of the coffin-stretchers with a piece of
+coral; a little later she had turned her back to the grave and was playing
+with a leaf.&nbsp; Did she understand?&nbsp; God knows.&nbsp; The officiant
+paused a moment, stooped, and gathered and threw reverently on the coffin
+a handful of rattling coral.&nbsp; Dust to dust: but the grains of this
+dust were gross like cherries, and the true dust that was to follow
+sat near by, still cohering (as by a miracle) in the tragic semblance
+of a female ape.<br>
+<br>
+So far, Mormon or not, it was a Christian funeral.&nbsp; The well-known
+passage had been read from Job, the prayers had been rehearsed, the
+grave was filled, the mourners straggled homeward.&nbsp; With a little
+coarser grain of covering earth, a little nearer outcry of the sea,
+a stronger glare of sunlight on the rude enclosure, and some incongruous
+colours of attire, the well-remembered form had been observed.<br>
+<br>
+By rights it should have been otherwise.&nbsp; The mat should have been
+buried with its owner; but, the family being poor, it was thriftily
+reserved for a fresh service.&nbsp; The widow should have flung herself
+upon the grave and raised the voice of official grief, the neighbours
+have chimed in, and the narrow isle rung for a space with lamentation.&nbsp;
+But the widow was old; perhaps she had forgotten, perhaps never understood,
+and she played like a child with leaves and coffin-stretchers.&nbsp;
+In all ways my guest was buried with maimed rites.&nbsp; Strange to
+think that his last conscious pleasure was the <i>Casco</i> and my feast;
+strange to think that he had limped there, an old child, looking for
+some new good.&nbsp; And the good thing, rest, had been allotted him.<br>
+<br>
+But though the widow had neglected much, there was one part she must
+not utterly neglect.&nbsp; She came away with the dispersing funeral;
+but the dead man&rsquo;s mat was left behind upon the grave, and I learned
+that by set of sun she must return to sleep there.&nbsp; This vigil
+is imperative.&nbsp; From sundown till the rising of the morning star
+the Paumotuan must hold his watch above the ashes of his kindred.&nbsp;
+Many friends, if the dead have been a man of mark, will keep the watchers
+company; they will be well supplied with coverings against the weather;
+I believe they bring food, and the rite is persevered in for two weeks.&nbsp;
+Our poor survivor, if, indeed, she properly survived, had little to
+cover, and few to sit with her; on the night of the funeral a strong
+squall chased her from her place of watch; for days the weather held
+uncertain and outrageous; and ere seven nights were up she had desisted,
+and returned to sleep in her low roof.&nbsp; That she should be at the
+pains of returning for so short a visit to a solitary house, that this
+borderer of the grave should fear a little wind and a wet blanket, filled
+me at the time with musings.&nbsp; I could not say she was indifferent;
+she was so far beyond me in experience that the court of my criticism
+waived jurisdiction; but I forged excuses, telling myself she had perhaps
+little to lament, perhaps suffered much, perhaps understood nothing.&nbsp;
+And lo! in the whole affair there was no question whether of tenderness
+or piety, and the sturdy return of this old remnant was a mark either
+of uncommon sense or of uncommon fortitude.<br>
+<br>
+Yet one thing had occurred that partly set me on the trail.&nbsp; I
+have said the funeral passed much as at home.&nbsp; But when all was
+over, when we were trooping in decent silence from the graveyard gate
+and down the path to the settlement, a sudden inbreak of a different
+spirit startled and perhaps dismayed us.&nbsp; Two people walked not
+far apart in our procession: my friend Mr. Donat - Donat-Rimarau: &lsquo;Donat
+the much-handed&rsquo; - acting Vice-Resident, present ruler of the
+archipelago, by far the man of chief importance on the scene, but known
+besides for one of an unshakable good temper; and a certain comely,
+strapping young Paumotuan woman, the comeliest on the isle, not (let
+us hope) the bravest or the most polite.&nbsp; Of a sudden, ere yet
+the grave silence of the funeral was broken, she made a leap at the
+Resident, with pointed finger, shrieked a few words, and fell back again
+with a laughter, not a natural mirth.&nbsp; &lsquo;What did she say
+to you?&rsquo; I asked.&nbsp; &lsquo;She did not speak to <i>me</i>,&rsquo;
+said Donat, a shade perturbed; &lsquo;she spoke to the ghost of the
+dead man.&rsquo;&nbsp; And the purport of her speech was this: &lsquo;See
+there!&nbsp; Donat will be a fine feast for you to-night.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;M. Donat called it a jest,&rsquo; I wrote at the time in my diary.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;It seemed to me more in the nature of a terrified conjuration,
+as though she would divert the ghost&rsquo;s attention from herself.&nbsp;
+A cannibal race may well have cannibal phantoms.&rsquo;&nbsp; The guesses
+of the traveller appear foredoomed to be erroneous; yet in these I was
+precisely right.&nbsp; The woman had stood by in terror at the funeral,
+being then in a dread spot, the graveyard.&nbsp; She looked on in terror
+to the coming night, with that ogre, a new spirit, loosed upon the isle.&nbsp;
+And the words she had cried in Donat&rsquo;s face were indeed a terrified
+conjuration, basely to shield herself, basely to dedicate another in
+her stead.&nbsp; One thing is to be said in her excuse.&nbsp; Doubtless
+she partly chose Donat because he was a man of great good-nature, but
+partly, too, because he was a man of the half-caste.&nbsp; For I believe
+all natives regard white blood as a kind of talisman against the powers
+of hell.&nbsp; In no other way can they explain the unpunished recklessness
+of Europeans.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VI - GRAVEYARD STORIES<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+WITH my superstitious friend, the islander, I fear I am not wholly frank,
+often leading the way with stories of my own, and being always a grave
+and sometimes an excited hearer.&nbsp; But the deceit is scarce mortal,
+since I am as pleased to hear as he to tell, as pleased with the story
+as he with the belief; and, besides, it is entirely needful.&nbsp; For
+it is scarce possible to exaggerate the extent and empire of his superstitions;
+they mould his life, they colour his thinking; and when he does not
+speak to me of ghosts, and gods, and devils, he is playing the dissembler
+and talking only with his lips.&nbsp; With thoughts so different, one
+must indulge the other; and I would rather that I should indulge his
+superstition than he my incredulity.&nbsp; Of one thing, besides, I
+may be sure: Let me indulge it as I please, I shall not hear the whole;
+for he is already on his guard with me, and the amount of the lore is
+boundless.<br>
+<br>
+I will give but a few instances at random, chiefly from my own doorstep
+in Upolu, during the past month (October 1890).&nbsp; One of my workmen
+was sent the other day to the banana patch, there to dig; this is a
+hollow of the mountain, buried in woods, out of all sight and cry of
+mankind; and long before dusk Lafaele was back again beside the cook-house
+with embarrassed looks; he dared not longer stay alone, he was afraid
+of &lsquo;spirits in the bush.&rsquo;&nbsp; It seems these are the souls
+of the unburied dead, haunting where they fell, and wearing woodland
+shapes of pig, or bird, or insect; the bush is full of them, they seem
+to eat nothing, slay solitary wanderers apparently in spite, and at
+times, in human form, go down to villages and consort with the inhabitants
+undetected.&nbsp; So much I learned a day or so after, walking in the
+bush with a very intelligent youth, a native.&nbsp; It was a little
+before noon; a grey day and squally; and perhaps I had spoken lightly.&nbsp;
+A dark squall burst on the side of the mountain; the woods shook and
+cried; the dead leaves rose from the ground in clouds, like butterflies;
+and my companion came suddenly to a full stop.&nbsp; He was afraid,
+he said, of the trees falling; but as soon as I had changed the subject
+of our talk he proceeded with alacrity.&nbsp; A day or two before a
+messenger came up the mountain from Apia with a letter; I was in the
+bush, he must await my return, then wait till I had answered: and before
+I was done his voice sounded shrill with terror of the coming night
+and the long forest road.&nbsp; These are the commons.&nbsp; Take the
+chiefs.&nbsp; There has been a great coming and going of signs and omens
+in our group.&nbsp; One river ran down blood; red eels were captured
+in another; an unknown fish was thrown upon the coast, an ominous word
+found written on its scales.&nbsp; So far we might be reading in a monkish
+chronicle; now we come on a fresh note, at once modern and Polynesian.&nbsp;
+The gods of Upolu and Savaii, our two chief islands, contended recently
+at cricket.&nbsp; Since then they are at war.&nbsp; Sounds of battle
+are heard to roll along the coast.&nbsp; A woman saw a man swim from
+the high seas and plunge direct into the bush; he was no man of that
+neighbourhood; and it was known he was one of the gods, speeding to
+a council.&nbsp; Most perspicuous of all, a missionary on Savaii, who
+is also a medical man, was disturbed late in the night by knocking;
+it was no hour for the dispensary, but at length he woke his servant
+and sent him to inquire; the servant, looking from a window, beheld
+crowds of persons, all with grievous wounds, lopped limbs, broken heads,
+and bleeding bullet-holes; but when the door was opened all had disappeared.&nbsp;
+They were gods from the field of battle.&nbsp; Now these reports have
+certainly significance; it is not hard to trace them to political grumblers
+or to read in them a threat of coming trouble; from that merely human
+side I found them ominous myself.&nbsp; But it was the spiritual side
+of their significance that was discussed in secret council by my rulers.&nbsp;
+I shall best depict this mingled habit of the Polynesian mind by two
+connected instances.&nbsp; I once lived in a village, the name of which
+I do not mean to tell.&nbsp; The chief and his sister were persons perfectly
+intelligent: gentlefolk, apt of speech.&nbsp; The sister was very religious,
+a great church-goer, one that used to reprove me if I stayed away; I
+found afterwards that she privately worshipped a shark.&nbsp; The chief
+himself was somewhat of a freethinker; at the least, a latitudinarian:
+he was a man, besides, filled with European knowledge and accomplishments;
+of an impassive, ironical habit; and I should as soon have expected
+superstition in Mr. Herbert Spencer.&nbsp; Hear the sequel.&nbsp; I
+had discovered by unmistakable signs that they buried too shallow in
+the village graveyard, and I took my friend, as the responsible authority,
+to task.&nbsp; &lsquo;There is something wrong about your graveyard,&rsquo;
+said I, &lsquo;which you must attend to, or it may have very bad results.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Something wrong?&nbsp; What is it?&rsquo; he asked, with an emotion
+that surprised me.&nbsp; &lsquo;If you care to go along there any evening
+about nine o&rsquo;clock you can see for yourself,&rsquo; said I.&nbsp;
+He stepped backward.&nbsp; &lsquo;A ghost!&rsquo; he cried.<br>
+<br>
+In short, in the whole field of the South Seas, there is not one to
+blame another.&nbsp; Half blood and whole, pious and debauched, intelligent
+and dull, all men believe in ghosts, all men combine with their recent
+Christianity fear of and a lingering faith in the old island deities.&nbsp;
+So, in Europe, the gods of Olympus slowly dwindled into village bogies;
+so to-day, the theological Highlander sneaks from under the eye of the
+Free Church divine to lay an offering by a sacred well.<br>
+<br>
+I try to deal with the whole matter here because of a particular quality
+in Paumotuan superstitions.&nbsp; It is true I heard them told by a
+man with a genius for such narrations.&nbsp; Close about our evening
+lamp, within sound of the island surf, we hung on his words, thrilling.&nbsp;
+The reader, in far other scenes, must listen close for the faint echo.<br>
+<br>
+This bundle of weird stories sprang from the burial and the woman&rsquo;s
+selfish conjuration.&nbsp; I was dissatisfied with what I heard, harped
+upon questions, and struck at last this vein of metal.&nbsp; It is from
+sundown to about four in the morning that the kinsfolk camp upon the
+grave; and these are the hours of the spirits&rsquo; wanderings.&nbsp;
+At any time of the night - it may be earlier, it may be later - a sound
+is to be heard below, which is the noise of his liberation; at four
+sharp, another and a louder marks the instant of the re-imprisonment;
+between-whiles, he goes his malignant rounds.&nbsp; &lsquo;Did you ever
+see an evil spirit?&rsquo; was once asked of a Paumotuan.&nbsp; &lsquo;Once.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Under what form?&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;It was in the form of a
+crane.&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;And how did you know that crane to be a spirit?&rsquo;
+was asked.&nbsp; &lsquo;I will tell you,&rsquo; he answered; and this
+was the purport of his inconclusive narrative.&nbsp; His father had
+been dead nearly a fortnight; others had wearied of the watch; and as
+the sun was setting, he found himself by the grave alone.&nbsp; It was
+not yet dark, rather the hour of the afterglow, when he was aware of
+a snow-white crane upon the coral mound; presently more cranes came,
+some white, some black; then the cranes vanished, and he saw in their
+place a white cat, to which there was silently joined a great company
+of cats of every hue conceivable; then these also disappeared, and he
+was left astonished.<br>
+<br>
+This was an anodyne appearance.&nbsp; Take instead the experience of
+Rua-a-mariterangi on the isle of Katiu.&nbsp; He had a need for some
+pandanus, and crossed the isle to the sea-beach, where it chiefly flourishes.&nbsp;
+The day was still, and Rua was surprised to hear a crashing sound among
+the thickets, and then the fall of a considerable tree.&nbsp; Here must
+be some one building a canoe; and he entered the margin of the wood
+to find and pass the time of day with this chance neighbour.&nbsp; The
+crashing sounded more at hand; and then he was aware of something drawing
+swiftly near among the tree-tops.&nbsp; It swung by its heels downward,
+like an ape, so that its hands were free for murder; it depended safely
+by the slightest twigs; the speed of its coming was incredible; and
+soon Rua recognised it for a corpse, horrible with age, its bowels hanging
+as it came.&nbsp; Prayer was the weapon of Christian in the Valley of
+the Shadow, and it is to prayer that Rua-a-mariterangi attributes his
+escape.&nbsp; No merely human expedition had availed.<br>
+<br>
+This demon was plainly from the grave; yet you will observe he was abroad
+by day.&nbsp; And inconsistent as it may seem with the hours of the
+night watch and the many references to the rising of the morning star,
+it is no singular exception.&nbsp; I could never find a case of another
+who had seen this ghost, diurnal and arboreal in its habits; but others
+have heard the fall of the tree, which seems the signal of its coming.&nbsp;
+Mr. Donat was once pearling on the uninhabited isle of Haraiki.&nbsp;
+It was a day without a breath of wind, such as alternate in the archipelago
+with days of contumelious breezes.&nbsp; The divers were in the midst
+of the lagoon upon their employment; the cook, a boy of ten, was over
+his pots in the camp.&nbsp; Thus were all souls accounted for except
+a single native who accompanied Donat into the wood in quest of sea-fowls&rsquo;
+eggs.&nbsp; In a moment, out of the stillness, came the sound of the
+fall of a great tree.&nbsp; Donat would have passed on to find the cause.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;No,&rsquo; cried his companion, &lsquo;that was no tree.&nbsp;
+It was something <i>not right</i>.&nbsp; Let us go back to camp.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+Next Sunday the divers were turned on, all that part of the isle was
+thoroughly examined, and sure enough no tree had fallen.&nbsp; A little
+later Mr. Donat saw one of his divers flee from a similar sound, in
+similar unaffected panic, on the same isle.&nbsp; But neither would
+explain, and it was not till afterwards, when he met with Rua, that
+he learned the occasion of their terrors.<br>
+<br>
+But whether by day or night, the purpose of the dead in these abhorred
+activities is still the same.&nbsp; In Samoa, my informant had no idea
+of the food of the bush spirits; no such ambiguity would exist in the
+mind of a Paumotuan.&nbsp; In that hungry archipelago, living and dead
+must alike toil for nutriment; and the race having been cannibal in
+the past, the spirits are so still.&nbsp; When the living ate the dead,
+horrified nocturnal imagination drew the shocking inference that the
+dead might eat the living.&nbsp; Doubtless they slay men, doubtless
+even mutilate them, in mere malice.&nbsp; Marquesan spirits sometimes
+tear out the eyes of travellers; but even that may be more practical
+than appears, for the eye is a cannibal dainty.&nbsp; And certainly
+the root-idea of the dead, at least in the far eastern islands, is to
+prowl for food.&nbsp; It was as a dainty morsel for a meal that the
+woman denounced Donat at the funeral.&nbsp; There are spirits besides
+who prey in particular not on the bodies but on the souls of the dead.&nbsp;
+The point is clearly made in a Tahitian story.&nbsp; A child fell sick,
+grew swiftly worse, and at last showed signs of death.&nbsp; The mother
+hastened to the house of a sorcerer, who lived hard by.&nbsp; &lsquo;You
+are yet in time,&rsquo; said he; &lsquo;a spirit has just run past my
+door carrying the soul of your child wrapped in the leaf of a purao;
+but I have a spirit stronger and swifter who will run him down ere he
+has time to eat it.&rsquo;&nbsp; Wrapped in a leaf: like other things
+edible and corruptible.<br>
+<br>
+Or take an experience of Mr. Donat&rsquo;s on the island of Anaa.&nbsp;
+It was a night of a high wind, with violent squalls; his child was very
+sick, and the father, though he had gone to bed, lay wakeful, hearkening
+to the gale.&nbsp; All at once a fowl was violently dashed on the house
+wall.&nbsp; Supposing he had forgot to put it in shelter with the rest,
+Donat arose, found the bird (a cock) lying on the verandah, and put
+it in the hen-house, the door of which he securely fastened.&nbsp; Fifteen
+minutes later the business was repeated, only this time, as it was being
+dashed against the wall, the bird crew.&nbsp; Again Donat replaced it,
+examining the hen-house thoroughly and finding it quite perfect; as
+he was so engaged the wind puffed out his light, and he must grope back
+to the door a good deal shaken.&nbsp; Yet a third time the bird was
+dashed upon the wall; a third time Donat set it, now near dead, beside
+its mates; and he was scarce returned before there came a rush, like
+that of a furious strong man, against the door, and a whistle as loud
+as that of a railway engine rang about the house.&nbsp; The sceptical
+reader may here detect the finger of the tempest; but the women gave
+up all for lost and clustered on the beds lamenting.&nbsp; Nothing followed,
+and I must suppose the gale somewhat abated, for presently after a chief
+came visiting.&nbsp; He was a bold man to be abroad so late, but doubtless
+carried a bright lantern.&nbsp; And he was certainly a man of counsel,
+for as soon as he heard the details of these disturbances he was in
+a position to explain their nature.&nbsp; &lsquo;Your child,&rsquo;
+said he, &lsquo;must certainly die.&nbsp; This is the evil spirit of
+our island who lies in wait to eat the spirits of the newly dead.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+And then he went on to expatiate on the strangeness of the spirit&rsquo;s
+conduct.&nbsp; He was not usually, he explained, so open of assault,
+but sat silent on the house-top waiting, in the guise of a bird, while
+within the people tended the dying and bewailed the dead, and had no
+thought of peril.&nbsp; But when the day came and the doors were opened,
+and men began to go abroad, blood-stains on the wall betrayed the tragedy.<br>
+<br>
+This is the quality I admire in Paumotuan legend.&nbsp; In Tahiti the
+spirit-eater is said to assume a vesture which has much more of pomp,
+but how much less of horror.&nbsp; It has been seen by all sorts and
+conditions, native and foreign; only the last insist it is a meteor.&nbsp;
+My authority was not so sure.&nbsp; He was riding with his wife about
+two in the morning; both were near asleep, and the horses not much better.&nbsp;
+It was a brilliant and still night, and the road wound over a mountain,
+near by a deserted marae (old Tahitian temple).&nbsp; All at once the
+appearance passed above them: a form of light; the head round and greenish;
+the body long, red, and with a focus of yet redder brilliancy about
+the midst.&nbsp; A buzzing hoot accompanied its passage; it flew direct
+out of one marae, and direct for another down the mountain side.&nbsp;
+And this, as my informant argued, is suggestive.&nbsp; For why should
+a mere meteor frequent the altars of abominable gods?&nbsp; The horses,
+I should say, were equally dismayed with their riders.&nbsp; Now I am
+not dismayed at all - not even agreeably.&nbsp; Give me rather the bird
+upon the house-top and the morning blood-gouts on the wall.<br>
+<br>
+But the dead are not exclusive in their diet.&nbsp; They carry with
+them to the grave, in particular, the Polynesian taste for fish, and
+enter at times with the living into a partnership in fishery.&nbsp;
+Rua-a-mariterangi is again my authority; I feel it diminishes the credit
+of the fact, but how it builds up the image of this inveterate ghost-seer!&nbsp;
+He belongs to the miserably poor island of Taenga, yet his father&rsquo;s
+house was always well supplied.&nbsp; As Rua grew up he was called at
+last to go a-fishing with this fortunate parent.&nbsp; They rowed the
+lagoon at dusk, to an unlikely place, and the lay down in the stern,
+and the father began vainly to cast his line over the bows.&nbsp; It
+is to be supposed that Rua slept; and when he awoke there was the figure
+of another beside his father, and his father was pulling in the fish
+hand over hand.&nbsp; &lsquo;Who is that man, father?&rsquo; Rua asked.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;It is none of your business,&rsquo; said the father; and Rua
+supposed the stranger had swum off to them from shore.&nbsp; Night after
+night they fared into the lagoon, often to the most unlikely places;
+night after night the stranger would suddenly be seen on board, and
+as suddenly be missed; and morning after morning the canoe returned
+laden with fish.&nbsp; &lsquo;My father is a very lucky man,&rsquo;
+thought Rua.&nbsp; At last, one fine day, there came first one boat
+party and then another, who must be entertained; father and son put
+off later than usual into the lagoon; and before the canoe was landed
+it was four o&rsquo;clock, and the morning star was close on the horizon.&nbsp;
+Then the stranger appeared seized with some distress; turned about,
+showing for the first time his face, which was that of one long dead,
+with shining eyes; stared into the east, set the tips of his fingers
+to his mouth like one a-cold, uttered a strange, shuddering sound between
+a whistle and a moan - a thing to freeze the blood; and, the day-star
+just rising from the sea, he suddenly was not.&nbsp; Then Rua understood
+why his father prospered, why his fishes rotted early in the day, and
+why some were always carried to the cemetery and laid upon the graves.&nbsp;
+My informant is a man not certainly averse to superstition, but he keeps
+his head, and takes a certain superior interest, which I may be allowed
+to call scientific.&nbsp; The last point reminding him of some parallel
+practice in Tahiti, he asked Rua if the fish were left, or carried home
+again after a formal dedication.&nbsp; It appears old Mariterangi practised
+both methods; sometimes treating his shadowy partner to a mere oblation,
+sometimes honestly leaving his fish to rot upon the grave.<br>
+<br>
+It is plain we have in Europe stories of a similar complexion; and the
+Polynesian <i>varua ino</i> or <i>aitu o le</i> <i>vao</i> is clearly
+the near kinsman of the Transylvanian vampire.&nbsp; Here is a tale
+in which the kinship appears broadly marked.&nbsp; On the atoll of Penrhyn,
+then still partly savage, a certain chief was long the salutary terror
+of the natives.&nbsp; He died, he was buried; and his late neighbours
+had scarce tasted the delights of licence ere his ghost appeared about
+the village.&nbsp; Fear seized upon all; a council was held of the chief
+men and sorcerers; and with the approval of the Rarotongan missionary,
+who was as frightened as the rest, and in the presence of several whites
+- my friend Mr. Ben Hird being one - the grave was opened, deepened
+until water came, and the body re-interred face down.&nbsp; The still
+recent staking of suicides in England and the decapitation of vampires
+in the east of Europe form close parallels.<br>
+<br>
+So in Samoa only the spirits of the unburied awake fear.&nbsp; During
+the late war many fell in the bush; their bodies, sometimes headless,
+were brought back by native pastors and interred; but this (I know not
+why) was insufficient, and the spirit still lingered on the theatre
+of death.&nbsp; When peace returned a singular scene was enacted in
+many places, and chiefly round the high gorges of Lotoanuu, where the
+struggle was long centred and the loss had been severe.&nbsp; Kinswomen
+of the dead came carrying a mat or sheet and guided by survivors of
+the fight.&nbsp; The place of death was earnestly sought out; the sheet
+was spread upon the ground; and the women, moved with pious anxiety,
+sat about and watched it.&nbsp; If any living thing alighted it was
+twice brushed away; upon the third coming it was known to be the spirit
+of the dead, was folded in, carried home and buried beside the body;
+and the aitu rested.&nbsp; The rite was practised beyond doubt in simple
+piety; the repose of the soul was its object: its motive, reverent affection.&nbsp;
+The present king disowns indeed all knowledge of a dangerous aitu; he
+declares the souls of the unburied were only wanderers in limbo, lacking
+an entrance to the proper country of the dead, unhappy, nowise hurtful.&nbsp;
+And this severely classic opinion doubtless represents the views of
+the enlightened.&nbsp; But the flight of my Lafaele marks the grosser
+terrors of the ignorant.<br>
+<br>
+This belief in the exorcising efficacy of funeral rites perhaps explains
+a fact, otherwise amazing, that no Polynesian seems at all to share
+our European horror of human bones and mummies.&nbsp; Of the first they
+made their cherished ornaments; they preserved them in houses or in
+mortuary caves; and the watchers of royal sepulchres dwelt with their
+children among the bones of generations.&nbsp; The mummy, even in the
+making, was as little feared.&nbsp; In the Marquesas, on the extreme
+coast, it was made by the household with continual unction and exposure
+to the sun; in the Carolines, upon the farthest west, it is still cured
+in the smoke of the family hearth.&nbsp; Head-hunting, besides, still
+lives around my doorstep in Samoa.&nbsp; And not ten years ago, in the
+Gilberts, the widow must disinter, cleanse, polish, and thenceforth
+carry about her, by day and night, the head of her dead husband.&nbsp;
+In all these cases we may suppose the process, whether of cleansing
+or drying, to have fully exorcised the aitu.<br>
+<br>
+But the Paumotuan belief is more obscure.&nbsp; Here the man is duly
+buried, and he has to be watched.&nbsp; He is duly watched, and the
+spirit goes abroad in spite of watches.&nbsp; Indeed, it is not the
+purpose of the vigils to prevent these wanderings; only to mollify by
+polite attention the inveterate malignity of the dead.&nbsp; Neglect
+(it is supposed) may irritate and thus invite his visits, and the aged
+and weakly sometimes balance risks and stay at home.&nbsp; Observe,
+it is the dead man&rsquo;s kindred and next friends who thus deprecate
+his fury with nocturnal watchings.&nbsp; Even the placatory vigil is
+held perilous, except in company, and a boy was pointed out to me in
+Rotoava, because he had watched alone by his own father.&nbsp; Not the
+ties of the dead, nor yet their proved character, affect the issue.&nbsp;
+A late Resident, who died in Fakarava of sunstroke, was beloved in life
+and is still remembered with affection; none the less his spirit went
+about the island clothed with terrors, and the neighbourhood of Government
+House was still avoided after dark.&nbsp; We may sum up the cheerful
+doctrine thus: All men become vampires, and the vampire spares none.&nbsp;
+And here we come face to face with a tempting inconsistency.&nbsp; For
+the whistling spirits are notoriously clannish; I understood them to
+wait upon and to enlighten kinsfolk only, and that the medium was always
+of the race of the communicating spirit.&nbsp; Here, then, we have the
+bonds of the family, on the one hand, severed at the hour of death;
+on the other, helpfully persisting.<br>
+<br>
+The child&rsquo;s soul in the Tahitian tale was wrapped in leaves.&nbsp;
+It is the spirits of the newly dead that are the dainty.&nbsp; When
+they are slain, the house is stained with blood.&nbsp; Rua&rsquo;s dead
+fisherman was decomposed; so - and horribly - was his arboreal demon.&nbsp;
+The spirit, then, is a thing material; and it is by the material ensigns
+of corruption that he is distinguished from the living man.&nbsp; This
+opinion is widespread, adds a gross terror to the more ugly Polynesian
+tales, and sometimes defaces the more engaging with a painful and incongruous
+touch.&nbsp; I will give two examples sufficiently wide apart, one from
+Tahiti, one from Samoa.<br>
+<br>
+And first from Tahiti.&nbsp; A man went to visit the husband of his
+sister, then some time dead.&nbsp; In her life the sister had been dainty
+in the island fashion, and went always adorned with a coronet of flowers.&nbsp;
+In the midst of the night the brother awoke and was aware of a heavenly
+fragrance going to and fro in the dark house.&nbsp; The lamp I must
+suppose to have burned out; no Tahitian would have lain down without
+one lighted.&nbsp; A while he lay wondering and delighted; then called
+upon the rest.&nbsp; &lsquo;Do none of you smell flowers?&rsquo; he
+asked.&nbsp; &lsquo;O,&rsquo; said his brother-in-law, &lsquo;we are
+used to that here.&rsquo;&nbsp; The next morning these two men went
+walking, and the widower confessed that his dead wife came about the
+house continually, and that he had even seen her.&nbsp; She was shaped
+and dressed and crowned with flowers as in her lifetime; only she moved
+a few inches above the earth with a very easy progress, and flitted
+dryshod above the surface of the river.&nbsp; And now comes my point:
+It was always in a back view that she appeared; and these brothers-in-law,
+debating the affair, agreed that this was to conceal the inroads of
+corruption.<br>
+<br>
+Now for the Samoan story.&nbsp; I owe it to the kindness of Dr. F. Otto
+Sierich, whose collection of folk-tales I expect with a high degree
+of interest.&nbsp; A man in Manu&rsquo;a was married to two wives and
+had no issue.&nbsp; He went to Savaii, married there a third, and was
+more fortunate.&nbsp; When his wife was near her time he remembered
+he was in a strange island, like a poor man; and when his child was
+born he must be shamed for lack of gifts.&nbsp; It was in vain his wife
+dissuaded him.&nbsp; He returned to his father in Manu&rsquo;a seeking
+help; and with what he could get he set off in the night to re-embark.&nbsp;
+Now his wives heard of his coming; they were incensed that he did not
+stay to visit them; and on the beach, by his canoe, intercepted and
+slew him.&nbsp; Now the third wife lay asleep in Savaii; - her babe
+was born and slept by her side; and she was awakened by the spirit of
+her husband.&nbsp; &lsquo;Get up,&rsquo; he said, &lsquo;my father is
+sick in Manu&rsquo;a and we must go to visit him.&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;It
+is well,&rsquo; said she; &lsquo;take you the child, while I carry its
+mats.&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;I cannot carry the child,&rsquo; said the
+spirit; &lsquo;I am too cold from the sea.&rsquo;&nbsp; When they were
+got on board the canoe the wife smelt carrion.&nbsp; &lsquo;How is this?&rsquo;
+she said.&nbsp; &lsquo;What have you in the canoe that I should smell
+carrion?&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;It is nothing in the canoe,&rsquo; said
+the spirit.&nbsp; &lsquo;It is the land-wind blowing down the mountains,
+where some beast lies dead.&rsquo;&nbsp; It appears it was still night
+when they reached Manu&rsquo;a - the swiftest passage on record - and
+as they entered the reef the bale-fires burned in the village.&nbsp;
+Again she asked him to carry the child; but now he need no more dissemble.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;I cannot carry your child,&rsquo; said he, &lsquo;for I am dead,
+and the fires you see are burning for my funeral.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+The curious may learn in Dr. Sierich&rsquo;s book the unexpected sequel
+of the tale.&nbsp; Here is enough for my purpose.&nbsp; Though the man
+was but new dead, the ghost was already putrefied, as though putrefaction
+were the mark and of the essence of a spirit.&nbsp; The vigil on the
+Paumotuan grave does not extend beyond two weeks, and they told me this
+period was thought to coincide with that of the resolution of the body.&nbsp;
+The ghost always marked with decay - the danger seemingly ending with
+the process of dissolution - here is tempting matter for the theorist.&nbsp;
+But it will not do.&nbsp; The lady of the flowers had been long dead,
+and her spirit was still supposed to bear the brand of perishability.&nbsp;
+The Resident had been more than a fortnight buried, and his vampire
+was still supposed to go the rounds.<br>
+<br>
+Of the lost state of the dead, from the lurid Mangaian legend, in which
+infernal deities hocus and destroy the souls of all, to the various
+submarine and aerial limbos where the dead feast, float idle, or resume
+the occupations of their life on earth, it would be wearisome to tell.&nbsp;
+One story I give, for it is singular in itself, is well-known in Tahiti,
+and has this of interest, that it is post-Christian, dating indeed from
+but a few years back.&nbsp; A princess of the reigning house died; was
+transported to the neighbouring isle of Raiatea; fell there under the
+empire of a spirit who condemned her to climb coco-palms all day and
+bring him the nuts; was found after some time in this miserable servitude
+by a second spirit, one of her own house; and by him, upon her lamentations,
+reconveyed to Tahiti, where she found her body still waked, but already
+swollen with the approaches of corruption.&nbsp; It is a lively point
+in the tale that, on the sight of this dishonoured tabernacle, the princess
+prayed she might continue to be numbered with the dead.&nbsp; But it
+seems it was too late, her spirit was replaced by the least dignified
+of entrances, and her startled family beheld the body move.&nbsp; The
+seemingly purgatorial labours, the helpful kindred spirit, and the horror
+of the princess at the sight of her tainted body, are all points to
+be remarked.<br>
+<br>
+The truth is, the tales are not necessarily consistent in themselves;
+and they are further darkened for the stranger by an ambiguity of language.&nbsp;
+Ghosts, vampires, spirits, and gods are all confounded.&nbsp; And yet
+I seem to perceive that (with exceptions) those whom we would count
+gods were less maleficent.&nbsp; Permanent spirits haunt and do murder
+in corners of Samoa; but those legitimate gods of Upolu and Savaii,
+whose wars and cricketings of late convulsed society, I did not gather
+to be dreaded, or not with a like fear.&nbsp; The spirit of Aana that
+ate souls is certainly a fearsome inmate; but the high gods, even of
+the archipelago, seem helpful.&nbsp; Mahinui - from whom our convict-catechist
+had been named - the spirit of the sea, like a Proteus endowed with
+endless avatars, came to the assistance of the shipwrecked and carried
+them ashore in the guise of a ray fish.&nbsp; The same divinity bore
+priests from isle to isle about the archipelago, and by his aid, within
+the century, persons have been seen to fly.&nbsp; The tutelar deity
+of each isle is likewise helpful, and by a particular form of wedge-shaped
+cloud on the horizon announces the coming of a ship.<br>
+<br>
+To one who conceives of these atolls, so narrow, so barren, so beset
+with sea, here would seem a superfluity of ghostly denizens.&nbsp; And
+yet there are more.&nbsp; In the various brackish pools and ponds, beautiful
+women with long red hair are seen to rise and bathe; only (timid as
+mice) on the first sound of feet upon the coral they dive again for
+ever.&nbsp; They are known to be healthy and harmless living people,
+dwellers of an underworld; and the same fancy is current in Tahiti,
+where also they have the hair red.&nbsp; <i>Tetea</i> is the Tahitian
+name; the Paumotuan, <i>Mokurea</i>.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+PART III: THE GILBERTS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER I - BUTARITARI<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+At Honolulu we had said farewell to the <i>Casco</i> and to Captain
+Otis, and our next adventure was made in changed conditions.&nbsp; Passage
+was taken for myself, my wife, Mr. Osbourne, and my China boy, Ah Fu,
+on a pigmy trading schooner, the <i>Equator</i>, Captain Dennis Reid;
+and on a certain bright June day in 1889, adorned in the Hawaiian fashion
+with the garlands of departure, we drew out of port and bore with a
+fair wind for Micronesia.<br>
+<br>
+The whole extent of the South Seas is a desert of ships; more especially
+that part where we were now to sail.&nbsp; No post runs in these islands;
+communication is by accident; where you may have designed to go is one
+thing, where you shall be able to arrive another.&nbsp; It was my hope,
+for instance, to have reached the Carolines, and returned to the light
+of day by way of Manila and the China ports; and it was in Samoa that
+we were destined to re-appear and be once more refreshed with the sight
+of mountains.&nbsp; Since the sunset faded from the peaks of Oahu six
+months had intervened, and we had seen no spot of earth so high as an
+ordinary cottage.&nbsp; Our path had been still on the flat sea, our
+dwellings upon unerected coral, our diet from the pickle-tub or out
+of tins; I had learned to welcome shark&rsquo;s flesh for a variety;
+and a mountain, an onion, an Irish potato or a beef-steak, had been
+long lost to sense and dear to aspiration.<br>
+<br>
+The two chief places of our stay, Butaritari and Apemama, lie near the
+line; the latter within thirty miles.&nbsp; Both enjoy a superb ocean
+climate, days of blinding sun and bracing wind, nights of a heavenly
+brightness.&nbsp; Both are somewhat wider than Fakarava, measuring perhaps
+(at the widest) a quarter of a mile from beach to beach.&nbsp; In both,
+a coarse kind of <i>taro</i> thrives; its culture is a chief business
+of the natives, and the consequent mounds and ditches make miniature
+scenery and amuse the eye.&nbsp; In all else they show the customary
+features of an atoll: the low horizon, the expanse of the lagoon, the
+sedge-like rim of palm-tops, the sameness and smallness of the land,
+the hugely superior size and interest of sea and sky.&nbsp; Life on
+such islands is in many points like life on shipboard.&nbsp; The atoll,
+like the ship, is soon taken for granted; and the islanders, like the
+ship&rsquo;s crew, become soon the centre of attention.&nbsp; The isles
+are populous, independent, seats of kinglets, recently civilised, little
+visited.&nbsp; In the last decade many changes have crept in; women
+no longer go unclothed till marriage; the widow no longer sleeps at
+night and goes abroad by day with the skull of her dead husband; and,
+fire-arms being introduced, the spear and the shark-tooth sword are
+sold for curiosities.&nbsp; Ten years ago all these things and practices
+were to be seen in use; yet ten years more, and the old society will
+have entirely vanished.&nbsp; We came in a happy moment to see its institutions
+still erect and (in Apemama) scarce decayed.<br>
+<br>
+Populous and independent - warrens of men, ruled over with some rustic
+pomp - such was the first and still the recurring impression of these
+tiny lands.&nbsp; As we stood across the lagoon for the town of Butaritari,
+a stretch of the low shore was seen to be crowded with the brown roofs
+of houses; those of the palace and king&rsquo;s summer parlour (which
+are of corrugated iron) glittered near one end conspicuously bright;
+the royal colours flew hard by on a tall flagstaff; in front, on an
+artificial islet, the gaol played the part of a martello.&nbsp; Even
+upon this first and distant view, the place had scarce the air of what
+it truly was, a village; rather of that which it was also, a petty metropolis,
+a city rustic and yet royal.<br>
+<br>
+The lagoon is shoal.&nbsp; The tide being out, we waded for some quarter
+of a mile in tepid shallows, and stepped ashore at last into a flagrant
+stagnancy of sun and heat.&nbsp; The lee side of a line island after
+noon is indeed a breathless place; on the ocean beach the trade will
+be still blowing, boisterous and cool; out in the lagoon it will be
+blowing also, speeding the canoes; but the screen of bush completely
+intercepts it from the shore, and sleep and silence and companies of
+mosquitoes brood upon the towns.<br>
+<br>
+We may thus be said to have taken Butaritari by surprise.&nbsp; A few
+inhabitants were still abroad in the north end, at which we landed.&nbsp;
+As we advanced, we were soon done with encounter, and seemed to explore
+a city of the dead.&nbsp; Only, between the posts of open houses, we
+could see the townsfolk stretched in the siesta, sometimes a family
+together veiled in a mosquito-net, sometimes a single sleeper on a platform
+like a corpse on a bier.<br>
+<br>
+The houses were of all dimensions, from those of toys to those of churches.&nbsp;
+Some might hold a battalion, some were so minute they could scarce receive
+a pair of lovers; only in the playroom, when the toys are mingled, do
+we meet such incongruities of scale.&nbsp; Many were open sheds; some
+took the form of roofed stages; others were walled and the walls pierced
+with little windows.&nbsp; A few were perched on piles in the lagoon;
+the rest stood at random on a green, through which the roadway made
+a ribbon of sand, or along the embankments of a sheet of water like
+a shallow dock.&nbsp; One and all were the creatures of a single tree;
+palm-tree wood and palm-tree leaf their materials; no nail had been
+driven, no hammer sounded, in their building, and they were held together
+by lashings of palm-tree sinnet.<br>
+<br>
+In the midst of the thoroughfare, the church stands like an island,
+a lofty and dim house with rows of windows; a rich tracery of framing
+sustains the roof; and through the door at either end the street shows
+in a vista.&nbsp; The proportions of the place, in such surroundings,
+and built of such materials, appeared august; and we threaded the nave
+with a sentiment befitting visitors in a cathedral.&nbsp; Benches run
+along either side.&nbsp; In the midst, on a crazy dais, two chairs stand
+ready for the king and queen when they shall choose to worship; over
+their heads a hoop, apparently from a hogshead, depends by a strip of
+red cotton; and the hoop (which hangs askew) is dressed with streamers
+of the same material, red and white.<br>
+<br>
+This was our first advertisement of the royal dignity, and presently
+we stood before its seat and centre.&nbsp; The palace is built of imported
+wood upon a European plan; the roof of corrugated iron, the yard enclosed
+with walls, the gate surmounted by a sort of lych-house.&nbsp; It cannot
+be called spacious; a labourer in the States is sometimes more commodiously
+lodged; but when we had the chance to see it within, we found it was
+enriched (beyond all island expectation) with coloured advertisements
+and cuts from the illustrated papers.&nbsp; Even before the gate some
+of the treasures of the crown stand public: a bell of a good magnitude,
+two pieces of cannon, and a single shell.&nbsp; The bell cannot be rung
+nor the guns fired; they are curiosities, proofs of wealth, a part of
+the parade of the royalty, and stand to be admired like statues in a
+square.&nbsp; A straight gut of water like a canal runs almost to the
+palace door; the containing quay-walls excellently built of coral; over
+against the mouth, by what seems an effect of landscape art, the martello-like
+islet of the gaol breaks the lagoon.&nbsp; Vassal chiefs with tribute,
+neighbour monarchs come a-roving, might here sail in, view with surprise
+these extensive public works, and be awed by these mouths of silent
+cannon.&nbsp; It was impossible to see the place and not to fancy it
+designed for pageantry.&nbsp; But the elaborate theatre then stood empty;
+the royal house deserted, its doors and windows gaping; the whole quarter
+of the town immersed in silence.&nbsp; On the opposite bank of the canal,
+on a roofed stage, an ancient gentleman slept publicly, sole visible
+inhabitant; and beyond on the lagoon a canoe spread a striped lateen,
+the sole thing moving.<br>
+<br>
+The canal is formed on the south by a pier or causeway with a parapet.&nbsp;
+At the far end the parapet stops, and the quay expands into an oblong
+peninsula in the lagoon, the breathing-place and summer parlour of the
+king.&nbsp; The midst is occupied by an open house or permanent marquee
+- called here a maniapa, or, as the word is now pronounced, a maniap&rsquo;
+- at the lowest estimation forty feet by sixty.&nbsp; The iron roof,
+lofty but exceedingly low-browed, so that a woman must stoop to enter,
+is supported externally on pillars of coral, within by a frame of wood.&nbsp;
+The floor is of broken coral, divided in aisles by the uprights of the
+frame; the house far enough from shore to catch the breeze, which enters
+freely and disperses the mosquitoes; and under the low eaves the sun
+is seen to glitter and the waves to dance on the lagoon.<br>
+<br>
+It was now some while since we had met any but slumberers; and when
+we had wandered down the pier and stumbled at last into this bright
+shed, we were surprised to find it occupied by a society of wakeful
+people, some twenty souls in all, the court and guardsmen of Butaritari.&nbsp;
+The court ladies were busy making mats; the guardsmen yawned and sprawled.&nbsp;
+Half a dozen rifles lay on a rock and a cutlass was leaned against a
+pillar: the armoury of these drowsy musketeers.&nbsp; At the far end,
+a little closed house of wood displayed some tinsel curtains, and proved,
+upon examination, to be a privy on the European model.&nbsp; In front
+of this, upon some mats, lolled Tebureimoa, the king; behind him, on
+the panels of the house, two crossed rifles represented fasces.&nbsp;
+He wore pyjamas which sorrowfully misbecame his bulk; his nose was hooked
+and cruel, his body overcome with sodden corpulence, his eye timorous
+and dull: he seemed at once oppressed with drowsiness and held awake
+by apprehension: a pepper rajah muddled with opium, and listening for
+the march of a Dutch army, looks perhaps not otherwise.&nbsp; We were
+to grow better acquainted, and first and last I had the same impression;
+he seemed always drowsy, yet always to hearken and start; and, whether
+from remorse or fear, there is no doubt he seeks a refuge in the abuse
+of drugs.<br>
+<br>
+The rajah displayed no sign of interest in our coming.&nbsp; But the
+queen, who sat beside him in a purple sacque, was more accessible; and
+there was present an interpreter so willing that his volubility became
+at last the cause of our departure.&nbsp; He had greeted us upon our
+entrance:- &lsquo;That is the honourable King, and I am his interpreter,&rsquo;
+he had said, with more stateliness than truth.&nbsp; For he held no
+appointment in the court, seemed extremely ill-acquainted with the island
+language, and was present, like ourselves, upon a visit of civility.&nbsp;
+Mr. Williams was his name: an American darkey, runaway ship&rsquo;s
+cook, and bar-keeper at <i>The Land we Live in</i> tavern, Butaritari.&nbsp;
+I never knew a man who had more words in his command or less truth to
+communicate; neither the gloom of the monarch, nor my own efforts to
+be distant, could in the least abash him; and when the scene closed,
+the darkey was left talking.<br>
+<br>
+The town still slumbered, or had but just begun to turn and stretch
+itself; it was still plunged in heat and silence.&nbsp; So much the
+more vivid was the impression that we carried away of the house upon
+the islet, the Micronesian Saul wakeful amid his guards, and his unmelodious
+David, Mr. Williams, chattering through the drowsy hours.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER II - THE FOUR BROTHERS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The kingdom of Tebureimoa includes two islands, Great and Little Makin;
+some two thousand subjects pay him tribute, and two semi-independent
+chieftains do him qualified homage.&nbsp; The importance of the office
+is measured by the man; he may be a nobody, he may be absolute; and
+both extremes have been exemplified within the memory of residents.<br>
+<br>
+On the death of king Tetimararoa, Tebureimoa&rsquo;s father, Nakaeia,
+the eldest son, succeeded.&nbsp; He was a fellow of huge physical strength,
+masterful, violent, with a certain barbaric thrift and some intelligence
+of men and business.&nbsp; Alone in his islands, it was he who dealt
+and profited; he was the planter and the merchant; and his subjects
+toiled for his behoof in servitude.&nbsp; When they wrought long and
+well their taskmaster declared a holiday, and supplied and shared a
+general debauch.&nbsp; The scale of his providing was at times magnificent;
+six hundred dollars&rsquo; worth of gin and brandy was set forth at
+once; the narrow land resounded with the noise of revelry: and it was
+a common thing to see the subjects (staggering themselves) parade their
+drunken sovereign on the fore-hatch of a wrecked vessel, king and commons
+howling and singing as they went.&nbsp; At a word from Nakaeia&rsquo;s
+mouth the revel ended; Makin became once more an isle of slaves and
+of teetotalers; and on the morrow all the population must be on the
+roads or in the taro-patches toiling under his bloodshot eye.<br>
+<br>
+The fear of Nakaeia filled the land.&nbsp; No regularity of justice
+was affected; there was no trial, there were no officers of the law;
+it seems there was but one penalty, the capital; and daylight assault
+and midnight murder were the forms of process.&nbsp; The king himself
+would play the executioner: and his blows were dealt by stealth, and
+with the help and countenance of none but his own wives.&nbsp; These
+were his oarswomen; one that caught a crab, he slew incontinently with
+the tiller; thus disciplined, they pulled him by night to the scene
+of his vengeance, which he would then execute alone and return well-pleased
+with his connubial crew.&nbsp; The inmates of the harem held a station
+hard for us to conceive.&nbsp; Beasts of draught, and driven by the
+fear of death, they were yet implicitly trusted with their sovereign&rsquo;s
+life; they were still wives and queens, and it was supposed that no
+man should behold their faces.&nbsp; They killed by the sight like basilisks;
+a chance view of one of those boatwomen was a crime to be wiped out
+with blood.&nbsp; In the days of Nakaeia the palace was beset with some
+tall coco-palms which commanded the enclosure.&nbsp; It chanced one
+evening, while Nakaeia sat below at supper with his wives, that the
+owner of the grove was in a tree-top drawing palm-tree wine; it chanced
+that he looked down, and the king at the same moment looking up, their
+eyes encountered.&nbsp; Instant flight preserved the involuntary criminal.&nbsp;
+But during the remainder of that reign he must lurk and be hid by friends
+in remote parts of the isle; Nakaeia hunted him without remission, although
+still in vain; and the palms, accessories to the fact, were ruthlessly
+cut down.&nbsp; Such was the ideal of wifely purity in an isle where
+nubile virgins went naked as in paradise.&nbsp; And yet scandal found
+its way into Nakaeia&rsquo;s well-guarded harem.&nbsp; He was at that
+time the owner of a schooner, which he used for a pleasure-house, lodging
+on board as she lay anchored; and thither one day he summoned a new
+wife.&nbsp; She was one that had been sealed to him; that is to say
+(I presume), that he was married to her sister, for the husband of an
+elder sister has the call of the cadets.&nbsp; She would be arrayed
+for the occasion; she would come scented, garlanded, decked with fine
+mats and family jewels, for marriage, as her friends supposed; for death,
+as she well knew.&nbsp; &lsquo;Tell me the man&rsquo;s name, and I will
+spare you,&rsquo; said Nakaeia.&nbsp; But the girl was staunch; she
+held her peace, saved her lover and the queens strangled her between
+the mats.<br>
+<br>
+Nakaeia was feared; it does not appear that he was hated.&nbsp; Deeds
+that smell to us of murder wore to his subjects the reverend face of
+justice; his orgies made him popular; natives to this day recall with
+respect the firmness of his government; and even the whites, whom he
+long opposed and kept at arm&rsquo;s-length, give him the name (in the
+canonical South Sea phrase) of &lsquo;a perfect gentleman when sober.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+When he came to lie, without issue, on the bed of death, he summoned
+his next brother, Nanteitei, made him a discourse on royal policy, and
+warned him he was too weak to reign.&nbsp; The warning was taken to
+heart, and for some while the government moved on the model of Nakaeia&rsquo;s.&nbsp;
+Nanteitei dispensed with guards, and walked abroad alone with a revolver
+in a leather mail-bag.&nbsp; To conceal his weakness he affected a rude
+silence; you might talk to him all day; advice, reproof, appeal, and
+menace alike remained unanswered.<br>
+<br>
+The number of his wives was seventeen, many of them heiresses; for the
+royal house is poor, and marriage was in these days a chief means of
+buttressing the throne.&nbsp; Nakaeia kept his harem busy for himself;
+Nanteitei hired it out to others.&nbsp; In his days, for instance, Messrs.&nbsp;
+Wightman built a pier with a verandah at the north end of the town.&nbsp;
+The masonry was the work of the seventeen queens, who toiled and waded
+there like fisher lasses; but the man who was to do the roofing durst
+not begin till they had finished, lest by chance he should look down
+and see them.<br>
+<br>
+It was perhaps the last appearance of the harem gang.&nbsp; For some
+time already Hawaiian missionaries had been seated at Butaritari - Maka
+and Kanoa, two brave childlike men.&nbsp; Nakaeia would none of their
+doctrine; he was perhaps jealous of their presence; being human, he
+had some affection for their persons.&nbsp; In the house, before the
+eyes of Kanoa, he slew with his own hand three sailors of Oahu, crouching
+on their backs to knife them, and menacing the missionary if he interfered;
+yet he not only spared him at the moment, but recalled him afterwards
+(when he had fled) with some expressions of respect.&nbsp; Nanteitei,
+the weaker man, fell more completely under the spell.&nbsp; Maka, a
+light-hearted, lovable, yet in his own trade very rigorous man, gained
+and improved an influence on the king which soon grew paramount.&nbsp;
+Nanteitei, with the royal house, was publicly converted; and, with a
+severity which liberal missionaries disavow, the harem was at once reduced.&nbsp;
+It was a compendious act.&nbsp; The throne was thus impoverished, its
+influence shaken, the queen&rsquo;s relatives mortified, and sixteen
+chief women (some of great possessions) cast in a body on the market.&nbsp;
+I have been shipmates with a Hawaiian sailor who was successively married
+to two of these <i>impromptu</i> widows, and successively divorced by
+both for misconduct.&nbsp; That two great and rich ladies (for both
+of these were rich) should have married &lsquo;a man from another island&rsquo;
+marks the dissolution of society.&nbsp; The laws besides were wholly
+remodelled, not always for the better.&nbsp; I love Maka as a man; as
+a legislator he has two defects: weak in the punishment of crime, stern
+to repress innocent pleasures.<br>
+<br>
+War and revolution are the common successors of reform; yet Nanteitei
+died (of an overdose of chloroform), in quiet possession of the throne,
+and it was in the reign of the third brother, Nabakatokia, a man brave
+in body and feeble of character, that the storm burst.&nbsp; The rule
+of the high chiefs and notables seems to have always underlain and perhaps
+alternated with monarchy.&nbsp; The Old Men (as they were called) have
+a right to sit with the king in the Speak House and debate: and the
+king&rsquo;s chief superiority is a form of closure - &lsquo;The Speaking
+is over.&rsquo;&nbsp; After the long monocracy of Nakaeia and the changes
+of Nanteitei, the Old Men were doubtless grown impatient of obscurity,
+and they were beyond question jealous of the influence of Maka.&nbsp;
+Calumny, or rather caricature, was called in use; a spoken cartoon ran
+round society; Maka was reported to have said in church that the king
+was the first man in the island and himself the second; and, stung by
+the supposed affront, the chiefs broke into rebellion and armed gatherings.&nbsp;
+In the space of one forenoon the throne of Nakaeia was humbled in the
+dust.&nbsp; The king sat in the maniap&rsquo; before the palace gate
+expecting his recruits; Maka by his side, both anxious men; and meanwhile,
+in the door of a house at the north entry of the town, a chief had taken
+post and diverted the succours as they came.&nbsp; They came singly
+or in groups, each with his gun or pistol slung about his neck.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Where are you going?&rsquo; asked the chief.&nbsp; &lsquo;The
+king called us,&rsquo; they would reply.&nbsp; &lsquo;Here is your place.&nbsp;
+Sit down,&rsquo; returned the chief.&nbsp; With incredible disloyalty,
+all obeyed; and sufficient force being thus got together from both sides,
+Nabakatokia was summoned and surrendered.&nbsp; About this period, in
+almost every part of the group, the kings were murdered; and on Tapituea,
+the skeleton of the last hangs to this day in the chief Speak House
+of the isle, a menace to ambition.&nbsp; Nabakatokia was more fortunate;
+his life and the royal style were spared to him, but he was stripped
+of power.&nbsp; The Old Men enjoyed a festival of public speaking; the
+laws were continually changed, never enforced; the commons had an opportunity
+to regret the merits of Nakaeia; and the king, denied the resource of
+rich marriages and the service of a troop of wives, fell not only in
+disconsideration but in debt.<br>
+<br>
+He died some months before my arrival on the islands, and no one regretted
+him; rather all looked hopefully to his successor.&nbsp; This was by
+repute the hero of the family.&nbsp; Alone of the four brothers, he
+had issue, a grown son, Natiata, and a daughter three years old; it
+was to him, in the hour of the revolution, that Nabakatokia turned too
+late for help; and in earlier days he had been the right hand of the
+vigorous Nakaeia.&nbsp; Nontemat&rsquo;, <i>Mr. Corpse</i>, was his
+appalling nickname, and he had earned it well.&nbsp; Again and again,
+at the command of Nakaeia, he had surrounded houses in the dead of night,
+cut down the mosquito bars and butchered families.&nbsp; Here was the
+hand of iron; here was Nakaeia <i>redux</i>.&nbsp; He came, summoned
+from the tributary rule of Little Makin: he was installed, he proved
+a puppet and a trembler, the unwieldy shuttlecock of orators; and the
+reader has seen the remains of him in his summer parlour under the name
+of Tebureimoa.<br>
+<br>
+The change in the man&rsquo;s character was much commented on in the
+island, and variously explained by opium and Christianity.&nbsp; To
+my eyes, there seemed no change at all, rather an extreme consistency.&nbsp;
+Mr. Corpse was afraid of his brother: King Tebureimoa is afraid of the
+Old Men.&nbsp; Terror of the first nerved him for deeds of desperation;
+fear of the second disables him for the least act of government.&nbsp;
+He played his part of bravo in the past, following the line of least
+resistance, butchering others in his own defence: to-day, grown elderly
+and heavy, a convert, a reader of the Bible, perhaps a penitent, conscious
+at least of accumulated hatreds, and his memory charged with images
+of violence and blood, he capitulates to the Old Men, fuddles himself
+with opium, and sits among his guards in dreadful expectation.&nbsp;
+The same cowardice that put into his hand the knife of the assassin
+deprives him of the sceptre of a king.<br>
+<br>
+A tale that I was told, a trifling incident that fell in my observation,
+depicts him in his two capacities.&nbsp; A chief in Little Makin asked,
+in an hour of lightness, &lsquo;Who is Kaeia?&rsquo;&nbsp; A bird carried
+the saying; and Nakaeia placed the matter in the hands of a committee
+of three.&nbsp; Mr. Corpse was chairman; the second commissioner died
+before my arrival; the third was yet alive and green, and presented
+so venerable an appearance that we gave him the name of Abou ben Adhem.&nbsp;
+Mr. Corpse was troubled with a scruple; the man from Little Makin was
+his adopted brother; in such a case it was not very delicate to appear
+at all, to strike the blow (which it seems was otherwise expected of
+him) would be worse than awkward.&nbsp; &lsquo;I will strike the blow,&rsquo;
+said the venerable Abou; and Mr. Corpse (surely with a sigh) accepted
+the compromise.&nbsp; The quarry was decoyed into the bush; he was set
+to carrying a log; and while his arms were raised Abou ripped up his
+belly at a blow.&nbsp; Justice being thus done, the commission, in a
+childish horror, turned to flee.&nbsp; But their victim recalled them
+to his side.&nbsp; &lsquo;You need not run away now,&rsquo; he said.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;You have done this thing to me.&nbsp; Stay.&rsquo;&nbsp; He was
+some twenty minutes dying, and his murderers sat with him the while:
+a scene for Shakespeare.&nbsp; All the stages of a violent death, the
+blood, the failing voice, the decomposing features, the changed hue,
+are thus present in the memory of Mr. Corpse; and since he studied them
+in the brother he betrayed, he has some reason to reflect on the possibilities
+of treachery.&nbsp; I was never more sure of anything than the tragic
+quality of the king&rsquo;s thoughts; and yet I had but the one sight
+of him at unawares.&nbsp; I had once an errand for his ear.&nbsp; It
+was once more the hour of the siesta; but there were loiterers abroad,
+and these directed us to a closed house on the bank of the canal where
+Tebureimoa lay unguarded.&nbsp; We entered without ceremony, being in
+some haste.&nbsp; He lay on the floor upon a bed of mats, reading in
+his Gilbert Island Bible with compunction.&nbsp; On our sudden entrance
+the unwieldy man reared himself half-sitting so that the Bible rolled
+on the floor, stared on us a moment with blank eyes, and, having recognised
+his visitors, sank again upon the mats.&nbsp; So Eglon looked on Ehud.<br>
+<br>
+The justice of facts is strange, and strangely just; Nakaeia, the author
+of these deeds, died at peace discoursing on the craft of kings; his
+tool suffers daily death for his enforced complicity.&nbsp; Not the
+nature, but the congruity of men&rsquo;s deeds and circumstances damn
+and save them; and Tebureimoa from the first has been incongruously
+placed.&nbsp; At home, in a quiet bystreet of a village, the man had
+been a worthy carpenter, and, even bedevilled as he is, he shows some
+private virtues.&nbsp; He has no lands, only the use of such as are
+impignorate for fines; he cannot enrich himself in the old way by marriages;
+thrift is the chief pillar of his future, and he knows and uses it.&nbsp;
+Eleven foreign traders pay him a patent of a hundred dollars, some two
+thousand subjects pay capitation at the rate of a dollar for a man,
+half a dollar for a woman, and a shilling for a child: allowing for
+the exchange, perhaps a total of three hundred pounds a year.&nbsp;
+He had been some nine months on the throne: had bought his wife a silk
+dress and hat, figure unknown, and himself a uniform at three hundred
+dollars; had sent his brother&rsquo;s photograph to be enlarged in San
+Francisco at two hundred and fifty dollars; had greatly reduced that
+brother&rsquo;s legacy of debt and had still sovereigns in his pocket.&nbsp;
+An affectionate brother, a good economist; he was besides a handy carpenter,
+and cobbled occasionally on the woodwork of the palace.&nbsp; It is
+not wonderful that Mr. Corpse has virtues; that Tebureimoa should have
+a diversion filled me with surprise.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER III - AROUND OUR HOUSE<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+When we left the palace we were still but seafarers ashore; and within
+the hour we had installed our goods in one of the six foreign houses
+of Butaritari, namely, that usually occupied by Maka, the Hawaiian missionary.&nbsp;
+Two San Francisco firms are here established, Messrs. Crawford and Messrs.
+Wightman Brothers; the first hard by the palace of the mid town, the
+second at the north entry; each with a store and bar-room.&nbsp; Our
+house was in the Wightman compound, betwixt the store and bar, within
+a fenced enclosure.&nbsp; Across the road a few native houses nestled
+in the margin of the bush, and the green wall of palms rose solid, shutting
+out the breeze.&nbsp; A little sandy cove of the lagoon ran in behind,
+sheltered by a verandah pier, the labour of queens&rsquo; hands.&nbsp;
+Here, when the tide was high, sailed boats lay to be loaded; when the
+tide was low, the boats took ground some half a mile away, and an endless
+series of natives descended the pier stair, tailed across the sand in
+strings and clusters, waded to the waist with the bags of copra, and
+loitered backward to renew their charge.&nbsp; The mystery of the copra
+trade tormented me, as I sat and watched the profits drip on the stair
+and the sands.<br>
+<br>
+In front, from shortly after four in the morning until nine at night,
+the folk of the town streamed by us intermittingly along the road: families
+going up the island to make copra on their lands; women bound for the
+bush to gather flowers against the evening toilet; and, twice a day,
+the toddy-cutters, each with his knife and shell.&nbsp; In the first
+grey of the morning, and again late in the afternoon, these would straggle
+past about their tree-top business, strike off here and there into the
+bush, and vanish from the face of the earth.&nbsp; At about the same
+hour, if the tide be low in the lagoon, you are likely to be bound yourself
+across the island for a bath, and may enter close at their heels alleys
+of the palm wood.&nbsp; Right in front, although the sun is not yet
+risen, the east is already lighted with preparatory fires, and the huge
+accumulations of the trade-wind cloud glow with and heliograph the coming
+day.&nbsp; The breeze is in your face; overhead in the tops of the palms,
+its playthings, it maintains a lively bustle; look where you will, above
+or below, there is no human presence, only the earth and shaken forest.&nbsp;
+And right overhead the song of an invisible singer breaks from the thick
+leaves; from farther on a second tree-top answers; and beyond again,
+in the bosom of the woods, a still more distant minstrel perches and
+sways and sings.&nbsp; So, all round the isle, the toddy-cutters sit
+on high, and are rocked by the trade, and have a view far to seaward,
+where they keep watch for sails, and like huge birds utter their songs
+in the morning.&nbsp; They sing with a certain lustiness and Bacchic
+glee; the volume of sound and the articulate melody fall unexpected
+from the tree-top, whence we anticipate the chattering of fowls.&nbsp;
+And yet in a sense these songs also are but chatter; the words are ancient,
+obsolete, and sacred; few comprehend them, perhaps no one perfectly;
+but it was understood the cutters &lsquo;prayed to have good toddy,
+and sang of their old wars.&rsquo;&nbsp; The prayer is at least answered;
+and when the foaming shell is brought to your door, you have a beverage
+well &lsquo;worthy of a grace.&rsquo;&nbsp; All forenoon you may return
+and taste; it only sparkles, and sharpens, and grows to be a new drink,
+not less delicious; but with the progress of the day the fermentation
+quickens and grows acid; in twelve hours it will be yeast for bread,
+in two days more a devilish intoxicant, the counsellor of crime.<br>
+<br>
+The men are of a marked Arabian cast of features, often bearded and
+mustached, often gaily dressed, some with bracelets and anklets, all
+stalking hidalgo-like, and accepting salutations with a haughty lip.&nbsp;
+The hair (with the dandies of either sex) is worn turban-wise in a frizzled
+bush; and like the daggers of the Japanese a pointed stick (used for
+a comb) is thrust gallantly among the curls.&nbsp; The women from this
+bush of hair look forth enticingly: the race cannot be compared with
+the Tahitian for female beauty; I doubt even if the average be high;
+but some of the prettiest girls, and one of the handsomest women I ever
+saw, were Gilbertines.&nbsp; Butaritari, being the commercial centre
+of the group, is Europeanised; the coloured sacque or the white shift
+are common wear, the latter for the evening; the trade hat, loaded with
+flowers, fruit, and ribbons, is unfortunately not unknown; and the characteristic
+female dress of the Gilberts no longer universal.&nbsp; The <i>ridi</i>
+is its name: a cutty petticoat or fringe of the smoked fibre of cocoa-nut
+leaf, not unlike tarry string: the lower edge not reaching the mid-thigh,
+the upper adjusted so low upon the haunches that it seems to cling by
+accident.&nbsp; A sneeze, you think, and the lady must surely be left
+destitute.&nbsp; &lsquo;The perilous, hairbreadth ridi&rsquo; was our
+word for it; and in the conflict that rages over women&rsquo;s dress
+it has the misfortune to please neither side, the prudish condemning
+it as insufficient, the more frivolous finding it unlovely in itself.&nbsp;
+Yet if a pretty Gilbertine would look her best, that must be her costume.&nbsp;
+In that and naked otherwise, she moves with an incomparable liberty
+and grace and life, that marks the poetry of Micronesia.&nbsp; Bundle
+her in a gown, the charm is fled, and she wriggles like an Englishwoman.<br>
+<br>
+Towards dusk the passers-by became more gorgeous.&nbsp; The men broke
+out in all the colours of the rainbow - or at least of the trade-room,
+- and both men and women began to be adorned and scented with new flowers.&nbsp;
+A small white blossom is the favourite, sometimes sown singly in a woman&rsquo;s
+hair like little stars, now composed in a thick wreath.&nbsp; With the
+night, the crowd sometimes thickened in the road, and the padding and
+brushing of bare feet became continuous; the promenades mostly grave,
+the silence only interrupted by some giggling and scampering of girls;
+even the children quiet.&nbsp; At nine, bed-time struck on a bell from
+the cathedral, and the life of the town ceased.&nbsp; At four the next
+morning the signal is repeated in the darkness, and the innocent prisoners
+set free; but for seven hours all must lie - I was about to say within
+doors, of a place where doors, and even walls, are an exception - housed,
+at least, under their airy roofs and clustered in the tents of the mosquito-nets.&nbsp;
+Suppose a necessary errand to occur, suppose it imperative to send abroad,
+the messenger must then go openly, advertising himself to the police
+with a huge brand of cocoa-nut, which flares from house to house like
+a moving bonfire.&nbsp; Only the police themselves go darkling, and
+grope in the night for misdemeanants.&nbsp; I used to hate their treacherous
+presence; their captain in particular, a crafty old man in white, lurked
+nightly about my premises till I could have found it in my heart to
+beat him.&nbsp; But the rogue was privileged.<br>
+<br>
+Not one of the eleven resident traders came to town, no captain cast
+anchor in the lagoon, but we saw him ere the hour was out.&nbsp; This
+was owing to our position between the store and the bar - the <i>Sans
+Souci</i>, as the last was called.&nbsp; Mr. Rick was not only Messrs.
+Wightman&rsquo;s manager, but consular agent for the States; Mrs. Rick
+was the only white woman on the island, and one of the only two in the
+archipelago; their house besides, with its cool verandahs, its bookshelves,
+its comfortable furniture, could not be rivalled nearer than Jaluit
+or Honolulu.&nbsp; Every one called in consequence, save such as might
+be prosecuting a South Sea quarrel, hingeing on the price of copra and
+the odd cent, or perhaps a difference about poultry.&nbsp; Even these,
+if they did not appear upon the north, would be presently visible to
+the southward, the <i>Sans Souci</i> drawing them as with cords.&nbsp;
+In an island with a total population of twelve white persons, one of
+the two drinking-shops might seem superfluous: but every bullet has
+its billet, and the double accommodation of Butaritari is found in practice
+highly convenient by the captains and the crews of ships: <i>The Land
+we Live in</i> being tacitly resigned to the forecastle, the <i>Sans
+Souci</i> tacitly reserved for the afterguard.&nbsp; So aristocratic
+were my habits, so commanding was my fear of Mr. Williams, that I have
+never visited the first; but in the other, which was the club or rather
+the casino of the island, I regularly passed my evenings.&nbsp; It was
+small, but neatly fitted, and at night (when the lamp was lit) sparkled
+with glass and glowed with coloured pictures like a theatre at Christmas.&nbsp;
+The pictures were advertisements, the glass coarse enough, the carpentry
+amateur; but the effect, in that incongruous isle, was of unbridled
+luxury and inestimable expense.&nbsp; Here songs were sung, tales told,
+tricks performed, games played.&nbsp; The Ricks, ourselves, Norwegian
+Tom the bar-keeper, a captain or two from the ships, and perhaps three
+or four traders come down the island in their boats or by the road on
+foot, made up the usual company.&nbsp; The traders, all bred to the
+sea, take a humorous pride in their new business; &lsquo;South Sea Merchants&rsquo;
+is the title they prefer.&nbsp; &lsquo;We are all sailors here&rsquo;
+- &lsquo;Merchants, if you please&rsquo; - &lsquo;<i>South Sea</i> Merchants,&rsquo;
+- was a piece of conversation endlessly repeated, that never seemed
+to lose in savour.&nbsp; We found them at all times simple, genial,
+gay, gallant, and obliging; and, across some interval of time, recall
+with pleasure the traders of Butaritari.&nbsp; There was one black sheep
+indeed.&nbsp; I tell of him here where he lived, against my rule; for
+in this case I have no measure to preserve, and the man is typical of
+a class of ruffians that once disgraced the whole field of the South
+Seas, and still linger in the rarely visited isles of Micronesia.&nbsp;
+He had the name on the beach of &lsquo;a perfect gentleman when sober,&rsquo;
+but I never saw him otherwise than drunk.&nbsp; The few shocking and
+savage traits of the Micronesian he has singled out with the skill of
+a collector, and planted in the soil of his original baseness.&nbsp;
+He has been accused and acquitted of a treacherous murder; and has since
+boastfully owned it, which inclines me to suppose him innocent.&nbsp;
+His daughter is defaced by his erroneous cruelty, for it was his wife
+he had intended to disfigure, and in the darkness of the night and the
+frenzy of coco-brandy, fastened on the wrong victim.&nbsp; The wife
+has since fled and harbours in the bush with natives; and the husband
+still demands from deaf ears her forcible restoration.&nbsp; The best
+of his business is to make natives drink, and then advance the money
+for the fine upon a lucrative mortgage.&nbsp; &lsquo;Respect for whites&rsquo;
+is the man&rsquo;s word: &lsquo;What is the matter with this island
+is the want of respect for whites.&rsquo;&nbsp; On his way to Butaritari,
+while I was there, he spied his wife in the bush with certain natives
+and made a dash to capture her; whereupon one of her companions drew
+a knife and the husband retreated: &lsquo;Do you call that proper respect
+for whites?&rsquo; he cried.&nbsp; At an early stage of the acquaintance
+we proved our respect for his kind of white by forbidding him our enclosure
+under pain of death.&nbsp; Thenceforth he lingered often in the neighbourhood
+with I knew not what sense of envy or design of mischief; his white,
+handsome face (which I beheld with loathing) looked in upon us at all
+hours across the fence; and once, from a safe distance, he avenged himself
+by shouting a recondite island insult, to us quite inoffensive, on his
+English lips incredibly incongruous.<br>
+<br>
+Our enclosure, round which this composite of degradations wandered,
+was of some extent.&nbsp; In one corner was a trellis with a long table
+of rough boards.&nbsp; Here the Fourth of July feast had been held not
+long before with memorable consequences, yet to be set forth; here we
+took our meals; here entertained to a dinner the king and notables of
+Makin.&nbsp; In the midst was the house, with a verandah front and back,
+and three is rooms within.&nbsp; In the verandah we slung our man-of-war
+hammocks, worked there by day, and slept at night.&nbsp; Within were
+beds, chairs, a round table, a fine hanging lamp, and portraits of the
+royal family of Hawaii.&nbsp; Queen Victoria proves nothing; Kalakaua
+and Mrs. Bishop are diagnostic; and the truth is we were the stealthy
+tenants of the parsonage.&nbsp; On the day of our arrival Maka was away;
+faithless trustees unlocked his doors; and the dear rigorous man, the
+sworn foe of liquor and tobacco, returned to find his verandah littered
+with cigarettes and his parlour horrible with bottles.&nbsp; He made
+but one condition - on the round table, which he used in the celebration
+of the sacraments, he begged us to refrain from setting liquor; in all
+else he bowed to the accomplished fact, refused rent, retired across
+the way into a native house, and, plying in his boat, beat the remotest
+quarters of the isle for provender.&nbsp; He found us pigs - I could
+not fancy where - no other pigs were visible; he brought us fowls and
+taro; when we gave our feast to the monarch and gentry, it was he who
+supplied the wherewithal, he who superintended the cooking, he who asked
+grace at table, and when the king&rsquo;s health was proposed, he also
+started the cheering with an English hip-hip-hip.&nbsp; There was never
+a more fortunate conception; the heart of the fatted king exulted in
+his bosom at the sound.<br>
+<br>
+Take him for all in all, I have never known a more engaging creature
+than this parson of Butaritari: his mirth, his kindness, his noble,
+friendly feelings, brimmed from the man in speech and gesture.&nbsp;
+He loved to exaggerate, to act and overact the momentary part, to exercise
+his lungs and muscles, and to speak and laugh with his whole body.&nbsp;
+He had the morning cheerfulness of birds and healthy children; and his
+humour was infectious.&nbsp; We were next neighbours and met daily,
+yet our salutations lasted minutes at a stretch - shaking hands, slapping
+shoulders, capering like a pair of Merry-Andrews, laughing to split
+our sides upon some pleasantry that would scarce raise a titter in an
+infant-school.&nbsp; It might be five in the morning, the toddy-cutters
+just gone by, the road empty, the shade of the island lying far on the
+lagoon: and the ebullition cheered me for the day.<br>
+<br>
+Yet I always suspected Maka of a secret melancholy - these jubilant
+extremes could scarce be constantly maintained.&nbsp; He was besides
+long, and lean, and lined, and corded, and a trifle grizzled; and his
+Sabbath countenance was even saturnine.&nbsp; On that day we made a
+procession to the church, or (as I must always call it) the cathedral:
+Maka (a blot on the hot landscape) in tall hat, black frock-coat, black
+trousers; under his arm the hymn-book and the Bible; in his face, a
+reverent gravity:- beside him Mary his wife, a quiet, wise, and handsome
+elderly lady, seriously attired:- myself following with singular and
+moving thoughts.&nbsp; Long before, to the sound of bells and streams
+and birds, through a green Lothian glen, I had accompanied Sunday by
+Sunday a minister in whose house I lodged; and the likeness, and the
+difference, and the series of years and deaths, profoundly touched me.&nbsp;
+In the great, dusky, palm-tree cathedral the congregation rarely numbered
+thirty: the men on one side, the women on the other, myself posted (for
+a privilege) amongst the women, and the small missionary contingent
+gathered close around the platform, we were lost in that round vault.&nbsp;
+The lessons were read antiphonally, the flock was catechised, a blind
+youth repeated weekly a long string of psalms, hymns were sung - I never
+heard worse singing, - and the sermon followed.&nbsp; To say I understood
+nothing were untrue; there were points that I learned to expect with
+certainty; the name of Honolulu, that of Kalakaua, the word Cap&rsquo;n-man-o&rsquo;-wa&rsquo;,
+the word ship, and a description of a storm at sea, infallibly occurred;
+and I was not seldom rewarded with the name of my own Sovereign in the
+bargain.&nbsp; The rest was but sound to the ears, silence for the mind:
+a plain expanse of tedium, rendered unbearable by heat, a hard chair,
+and the sight through the wide doors of the more happy heathen on the
+green.&nbsp; Sleep breathed on my joints and eyelids, sleep hummed in
+my ears; it reigned in the dim cathedral.&nbsp; The congregation stirred
+and stretched; they moaned, they groaned aloud; they yawned upon a singing
+note, as you may sometimes hear a dog when he has reached the tragic
+bitterest of boredom.&nbsp; In vain the preacher thumped the table;
+in vain he singled and addressed by name particular hearers.&nbsp; I
+was myself perhaps a more effective excitant; and at least to one old
+gentleman the spectacle of my successful struggles against sleep - and
+I hope they were successful - cheered the flight of time.&nbsp; He,
+when he was not catching flies or playing tricks upon his neighbours,
+gloated with a fixed, truculent eye upon the stages of my agony; and
+once, when the service was drawing towards a close, he winked at me
+across the church.<br>
+<br>
+I write of the service with a smile; yet I was always there - always
+with respect for Maka, always with admiration for his deep seriousness,
+his burning energy, the fire of his roused eye, the sincere and various
+accents of his voice.&nbsp; To see him weekly flogging a dead horse
+and blowing a cold fire was a lesson in fortitude and constancy.&nbsp;
+It may be a question whether if the mission were fully supported, and
+he was set free from business avocations, more might not result; I think
+otherwise myself; I think not neglect but rigour has reduced his flock,
+that rigour which has once provoked a revolution, and which to-day,
+in a man so lively and engaging, amazes the beholder.&nbsp; No song,
+no dance, no tobacco, no liquor, no alleviative of life - only toil
+and church-going; so says a voice from his face; and the face is the
+face of the Polynesian Esau, but the voice is the voice of a Jacob from
+a different world.&nbsp; And a Polynesian at the best makes a singular
+missionary in the Gilberts, coming from a country recklessly unchaste
+to one conspicuously strict; from a race hag-ridden with bogies to one
+comparatively bold against the terrors of the dark.&nbsp; The thought
+was stamped one morning in my mind, when I chanced to be abroad by moonlight,
+and saw all the town lightless, but the lamp faithfully burning by the
+missionary&rsquo;s bed.&nbsp; It requires no law, no fire, and no scouting
+police, to withhold Maka and his countrymen from wandering in the night
+unlighted.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER IV - A TALE OF A TAPU<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+On the morrow of our arrival (Sunday, 14th July 1889) our photographers
+were early stirring.&nbsp; Once more we traversed a silent town; many
+were yet abed and asleep; some sat drowsily in their open houses; there
+was no sound of intercourse or business.&nbsp; In that hour before the
+shadows, the quarter of the palace and canal seemed like a landing-place
+in the <i>Arabian Nights</i> or from the classic poets; here were the
+fit destination of some &lsquo;faery frigot,&rsquo; here some adventurous
+prince might step ashore among new characters and incidents; and the
+island prison, where it floated on the luminous face of the lagoon,
+might have passed for the repository of the Grail.&nbsp; In such a scene,
+and at such an hour, the impression received was not so much of foreign
+travel - rather of past ages; it seemed not so much degrees of latitude
+that we had crossed, as centuries of time that we had re-ascended; leaving,
+by the same steps, home and to-day.&nbsp; A few children followed us,
+mostly nude, all silent; in the clear, weedy waters of the canal some
+silent damsels waded, baring their brown thighs; and to one of the maniap&rsquo;s
+before the palace gate we were attracted by a low but stirring hum of
+speech.<br>
+<br>
+The oval shed was full of men sitting cross-legged.&nbsp; The king was
+there in striped pyjamas, his rear protected by four guards with Winchesters,
+his air and bearing marked by unwonted spirit and decision; tumblers
+and black bottles went the round; and the talk, throughout loud, was
+general and animated.&nbsp; I was inclined at first to view this scene
+with suspicion.&nbsp; But the hour appeared unsuitable for a carouse;
+drink was besides forbidden equally by the law of the land and the canons
+of the church; and while I was yet hesitating, the king&rsquo;s rigorous
+attitude disposed of my last doubt.&nbsp; We had come, thinking to photograph
+him surrounded by his guards, and at the first word of the design his
+piety revolted.&nbsp; We were reminded of the day - the Sabbath, in
+which thou shalt take no photographs - and returned with a flea in our
+ear, bearing the rejected camera.<br>
+<br>
+At church, a little later, I was struck to find the throne unoccupied.&nbsp;
+So nice a Sabbatarian might have found the means to be present; perhaps
+my doubts revived; and before I got home they were transformed to certainties.&nbsp;
+Tom, the bar-keeper of the <i>Sans Souci</i>, was in conversation with
+two emissaries from the court.&nbsp; The &lsquo;keen,&rsquo; they said,
+wanted &lsquo;din,&rsquo; failing which &lsquo;perandi.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+No din, was Tom&rsquo;s reply, and no perandi; but &lsquo;pira&rsquo;
+if they pleased.&nbsp; It seems they had no use for beer, and departed
+sorrowing.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Why, what is the meaning of all this?&rsquo; I asked.&nbsp; &lsquo;Is
+the island on the spree?&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Such was the fact.&nbsp; On the 4th of July a feast had been made, and
+the king, at the suggestion of the whites, had raised the tapu against
+liquor.&nbsp; There is a proverb about horses; it scarce applies to
+the superior animal, of whom it may be rather said, that any one can
+start him drinking, not any twenty can prevail on him to stop.&nbsp;
+The tapu, raised ten days before, was not yet re-imposed; for ten days
+the town had been passing the bottle or lying (as we had seen it the
+afternoon before) in hoggish sleep; and the king, moved by the Old Men
+and his own appetites, continued to maintain the liberty, to squander
+his savings on liquor, and to join in and lead the debauch.&nbsp; The
+whites were the authors of this crisis; it was upon their own proposal
+that the freedom had been granted at the first; and for a while, in
+the interests of trade, they were doubtless pleased it should continue.&nbsp;
+That pleasure had now sometime ceased; the bout had been prolonged (it
+was conceded) unduly; and it now began to be a question how it might
+conclude.&nbsp; Hence Tom&rsquo;s refusal.&nbsp; Yet that refusal was
+avowedly only for the moment, and it was avowedly unavailing; the king&rsquo;s
+foragers, denied by Tom at the <i>Sans Souci</i>, would be supplied
+at <i>The Land we Live in</i> by the gobbling Mr. Williams.<br>
+<br>
+The degree of the peril was not easy to measure at the time, and I am
+inclined to think now it was easy to exaggerate.&nbsp; Yet the conduct
+of drunkards even at home is always matter for anxiety; and at home
+our populations are not armed from the highest to the lowest with revolvers
+and repeating rifles, neither do we go on a debauch by the whole townful
+- and I might rather say, by the whole polity - king, magistrates, police,
+and army joining in one common scene of drunkenness.&nbsp; It must be
+thought besides that we were here in barbarous islands, rarely visited,
+lately and partly civilised.&nbsp; First and last, a really considerable
+number of whites have perished in the Gilberts, chiefly through their
+own misconduct; and the natives have displayed in at least one instance
+a disposition to conceal an accident under a butchery, and leave nothing
+but dumb bones.&nbsp; This last was the chief consideration against
+a sudden closing of the bars; the bar-keepers stood in the immediate
+breach and dealt direct with madmen; too surly a refusal might at any
+moment precipitate a blow, and the blow might prove the signal for a
+massacre.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Monday</i>, 15th. - At the same hour we returned to the same muniap&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+K&uuml;mmel (of all drinks) was served in tumblers; in the midst sat
+the crown prince, a fatted youth, surrounded by fresh bottles and busily
+plying the corkscrew; and king, chief, and commons showed the loose
+mouth, the uncertain joints, and the blurred and animated eye of the
+early drinker.&nbsp; It was plain we were impatiently expected; the
+king retired with alacrity to dress, the guards were despatched after
+their uniforms; and we were left to await the issue of these preparations
+with a shedful of tipsy natives.&nbsp; The orgie had proceeded further
+than on Sunday.&nbsp; The day promised to be of great heat; it was already
+sultry, the courtiers were already fuddled; and still the k&uuml;mmel
+continued to go round, and the crown prince to play butler.&nbsp; Flemish
+freedom followed upon Flemish excess; and a funny dog, a handsome fellow,
+gaily dressed, and with a full turban of frizzed hair, delighted the
+company with a humorous courtship of a lady in a manner not to be described.&nbsp;
+It was our diversion, in this time of waiting, to observe the gathering
+of the guards.&nbsp; They have European arms, European uniforms, and
+(to their sorrow) European shoes.&nbsp; We saw one warrior (like Mars)
+in the article of being armed; two men and a stalwart woman were scarce
+strong enough to boot him; and after a single appearance on parade the
+army is crippled for a week.<br>
+<br>
+At last, the gates under the king&rsquo;s house opened; the army issued,
+one behind another, with guns and epaulettes; the colours stooped under
+the gateway; majesty followed in his uniform bedizened with gold lace;
+majesty&rsquo;s wife came next in a hat and feathers, and an ample trained
+silk gown; the royal imps succeeded; there stood the pageantry of Makin
+marshalled on its chosen theatre.&nbsp; Dickens might have told how
+serious they were; how tipsy; how the king melted and streamed under
+his cocked hat; how he took station by the larger of his two cannons
+- austere, majestic, but not truly vertical; how the troops huddled,
+and were straightened out, and clubbed again; how they and their firelocks
+raked at various inclinations like the masts of ships; and how an amateur
+photographer reviewed, arrayed, and adjusted them, to see his dispositions
+change before he reached the camera.<br>
+<br>
+The business was funny to see; I do not know that it is graceful to
+laugh at; and our report of these transactions was received on our return
+with the shaking of grave heads.<br>
+<br>
+The day had begun ill; eleven hours divided us from sunset; and at any
+moment, on the most trifling chance, the trouble might begin.&nbsp;
+The Wightman compound was in a military sense untenable, commanded on
+three sides by houses and thick bush; the town was computed to contain
+over a thousand stand of excellent new arms; and retreat to the ships,
+in the case of an alert, was a recourse not to be thought of.&nbsp;
+Our talk that morning must have closely reproduced the talk in English
+garrisons before the Sepoy mutiny; the sturdy doubt that any mischief
+was in prospect, the sure belief that (should any come) there was nothing
+left but to go down fighting, the half-amused, half-anxious attitude
+of mind in which we were awaiting fresh developments.<br>
+<br>
+The k&uuml;mmel soon ran out; we were scarce returned before the king
+had followed us in quest of more.&nbsp; Mr. Corpse was now divested
+of his more awful attitude, the lawless bulk of him again encased in
+striped pyjamas; a guardsman brought up the rear with his rifle at the
+trail: and his majesty was further accompanied by a Rarotongan whalerman
+and the playful courtier with the turban of frizzed hair.&nbsp; There
+was never a more lively deputation.&nbsp; The whalerman was gapingly,
+tearfully tipsy: the courtier walked on air; the king himself was even
+sportive.&nbsp; Seated in a chair in the Ricks&rsquo; sitting-room,
+he bore the brunt of our prayers and menaces unmoved.&nbsp; He was even
+rated, plied with historic instances, threatened with the men-of-war,
+ordered to restore the tapu on the spot - and nothing in the least affected
+him.&nbsp; It should be done to-morrow, he said; to-day it was beyond
+his power, to-day he durst not.&nbsp; &lsquo;Is that royal?&rsquo; cried
+indignant Mr. Rick.&nbsp; No, it was not royal; had the king been of
+a royal character we should ourselves have held a different language;
+and royal or not, he had the best of the dispute.&nbsp; The terms indeed
+were hardly equal; for the king was the only man who could restore the
+tapu, but the Ricks were not the only people who sold drink.&nbsp; He
+had but to hold his ground on the first question, and they were sure
+to weaken on the second.&nbsp; A little struggle they still made for
+the fashion&rsquo;s sake; and then one exceedingly tipsy deputation
+departed, greatly rejoicing, a case of brandy wheeling beside them in
+a barrow.&nbsp; The Rarotongan (whom I had never seen before) wrung
+me by the hand like a man bound on a far voyage.&nbsp; &lsquo;My dear
+frien&rsquo;!&rsquo; he cried, &lsquo;good-bye, my dear frien&rsquo;!&rsquo;
+- tears of k&uuml;mmel standing in his eyes; the king lurched as he
+went, the courtier ambled, - a strange party of intoxicated children
+to be entrusted with that barrowful of madness.<br>
+<br>
+You could never say the town was quiet; all morning there was a ferment
+in the air, an aimless movement and congregation of natives in the street.&nbsp;
+But it was not before half-past one that a sudden hubbub of voices called
+us from the house, to find the whole white colony already gathered on
+the spot as by concerted signal.&nbsp; The <i>Sans Souci</i> was overrun
+with rabble, the stair and verandah thronged.&nbsp; From all these throats
+an inarticulate babbling cry went up incessantly; it sounded like the
+bleating of young lambs, but angrier.&nbsp; In the road his royal highness
+(whom I had seen so lately in the part of butler) stood crying upon
+Tom; on the top step, tossed in the hurly-burly, Tom was shouting to
+the prince.&nbsp; Yet a while the pack swayed about the bar, vociferous.&nbsp;
+Then came a brutal impulse; the mob reeled, and returned, and was rejected;
+the stair showed a stream of heads; and there shot into view, through
+the disbanding ranks, three men violently dragging in their midst a
+fourth.&nbsp; By his hair and his hands, his head forced as low as his
+knees, his face concealed, he was wrenched from the verandah and whisked
+along the road into the village, howling as he disappeared.&nbsp; Had
+his face been raised, we should have seen it bloodied, and the blood
+was not his own.&nbsp; The courtier with the turban of frizzed hair
+had paid the costs of this disturbance with the lower part of one ear.<br>
+<br>
+So the brawl passed with no other casualty than might seem comic to
+the inhumane.&nbsp; Yet we looked round on serious faces and - a fact
+that spoke volumes - Tom was putting up the shutters on the bar.&nbsp;
+Custom might go elsewhere, Mr. Williams might profit as he pleased,
+but Tom had had enough of bar-keeping for that day.&nbsp; Indeed the
+event had hung on a hair.&nbsp; A man had sought to draw a revolver
+- on what quarrel I could never learn, and perhaps he himself could
+not have told; one shot, when the room was so crowded, could scarce
+have failed to take effect; where many were armed and all tipsy, it
+could scarce have failed to draw others; and the woman who spied the
+weapon and the man who seized it may very well have saved the white
+community.<br>
+<br>
+The mob insensibly melted from the scene; and for the rest of the day
+our neighbourhood was left in peace and a good deal in solitude.&nbsp;
+But the tranquillity was only local; <i>din</i> and<i> perandi</i> still
+flowed in other quarters: and we had one more sight of Gilbert Island
+violence.&nbsp; In the church, where we had wandered photographing,
+we were startled by a sudden piercing outcry.&nbsp; The scene, looking
+forth from the doors of that great hall of shadow, was unforgettable.&nbsp;
+The palms, the quaint and scattered houses, the flag of the island streaming
+from its tall staff, glowed with intolerable sunshine.&nbsp; In the
+midst two women rolled fighting on the grass.&nbsp; The combatants were
+the more easy to be distinguished, because the one was stripped to the
+<i>ridi</i> and the other wore a holoku (sacque) of some lively colour.&nbsp;
+The first was uppermost, her teeth locked in her adversary&rsquo;s face,
+shaking her like a dog; the other impotently fought and scratched.&nbsp;
+So for a moment we saw them wallow and grapple there like vermin; then
+the mob closed and shut them in.<br>
+<br>
+It was a serious question that night if we should sleep ashore.&nbsp;
+But we were travellers, folk that had come far in quest of the adventurous;
+on the first sign of an adventure it would have been a singular inconsistency
+to have withdrawn; and we sent on board instead for our revolvers.&nbsp;
+Mindful of Taahauku, Mr. Rick, Mr. Osbourne, and Mrs. Stevenson held
+an assault of arms on the public highway, and fired at bottles to the
+admiration of the natives.&nbsp; Captain Reid of the <i>Equator</i>
+stayed on shore with us to be at hand in case of trouble, and we retired
+to bed at the accustomed hour, agreeably excited by the day&rsquo;s
+events.&nbsp; The night was exquisite, the silence enchanting; yet as
+I lay in my hammock looking on the strong moonshine and the quiescent
+palms, one ugly picture haunted me of the two women, the naked and the
+clad, locked in that hostile embrace.&nbsp; The harm done was probably
+not much, yet I could have looked on death and massacre with less revolt.&nbsp;
+The return to these primeval weapons, the vision of man&rsquo;s beastliness,
+of his ferality, shocked in me a deeper sense than that with which we
+count the cost of battles.&nbsp; There are elements in our state and
+history which it is a pleasure to forget, which it is perhaps the better
+wisdom not to dwell on.&nbsp; Crime, pestilence, and death are in the
+day&rsquo;s work; the imagination readily accepts them.&nbsp; It instinctively
+rejects, on the contrary, whatever shall call up the image of our race
+upon its lowest terms, as the partner of beasts, beastly itself, dwelling
+pell-mell and hugger-mugger, hairy man with hairy woman, in the caves
+of old.&nbsp; And yet to be just to barbarous islanders we must not
+forget the slums and dens of our cities; I must not forget that I have
+passed dinnerward through Soho, and seen that which cured me of my dinner.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER V - A TALE OF A TAPU - <i>continued<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Tuesday, July</i> 16. - It rained in the night, sudden and loud, in
+Gilbert Island fashion.&nbsp; Before the day, the crowing of a cock
+aroused me and I wandered in the compound and along the street.&nbsp;
+The squall was blown by, the moon shone with incomparable lustre, the
+air lay dead as in a room, and yet all the isle sounded as under a strong
+shower, the eaves thickly pattering, the lofty palms dripping at larger
+intervals and with a louder note.&nbsp; In this bold nocturnal light
+the interior of the houses lay inscrutable, one lump of blackness, save
+when the moon glinted under the roof, and made a belt of silver, and
+drew the slanting shadows of the pillars on the floor.&nbsp; Nowhere
+in all the town was any lamp or ember; not a creature stirred; I thought
+I was alone to be awake; but the police were faithful to their duty;
+secretly vigilant, keeping account of time; and a little later, the
+watchman struck slowly and repeatedly on the cathedral bell; four o&rsquo;clock,
+the warning signal.&nbsp; It seemed strange that, in a town resigned
+to drunkenness and tumult, curfew and r&eacute;veille should still be
+sounded and still obeyed.<br>
+<br>
+The day came, and brought little change.&nbsp; The place still lay silent;
+the people slept, the town slept.&nbsp; Even the few who were awake,
+mostly women and children, held their peace and kept within under the
+strong shadow of the thatch, where you must stop and peer to see them.&nbsp;
+Through the deserted streets, and past the sleeping houses, a deputation
+took its way at an early hour to the palace; the king was suddenly awakened,
+and must listen (probably with a headache) to unpalatable truths.&nbsp;
+Mrs. Rick, being a sufficient mistress of that difficult tongue, was
+spokeswoman; she explained to the sick monarch that I was an intimate
+personal friend of Queen Victoria&rsquo;s; that immediately on my return
+I should make her a report upon Butaritari; and that if my house should
+have been again invaded by natives, a man-of-war would be despatched
+to make reprisals.&nbsp; It was scarce the fact - rather a just and
+necessary parable of the fact, corrected for latitude; and it certainly
+told upon the king.&nbsp; He was much affected; he had conceived the
+notion (he said) that I was a man of some importance, but not dreamed
+it was as bad as this; and the missionary house was tapu&rsquo;d under
+a fine of fifty dollars.<br>
+<br>
+So much was announced on the return of the deputation; not any more;
+and I gathered subsequently that much more had passed.&nbsp; The protection
+gained was welcome.&nbsp; It had been the most annoying and not the
+least alarming feature of the day before, that our house was periodically
+filled with tipsy natives, twenty or thirty at a time, begging drink,
+fingering our goods, hard to be dislodged, awkward to quarrel with.&nbsp;
+Queen Victoria&rsquo;s friend (who was soon promoted to be her son)
+was free from these intrusions.&nbsp; Not only my house, but my neighbourhood
+as well, was left in peace; even on our walks abroad we were guarded
+and prepared for; and, like great persons visiting a hospital, saw only
+the fair side.&nbsp; For the matter of a week we were thus suffered
+to go out and in and live in a fool&rsquo;s paradise, supposing the
+king to have kept his word, the tapu to be revived and the island once
+more sober.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Tuesday, July</i> 23. - We dined under a bare trellis erected for
+the Fourth of July; and here we used to linger by lamplight over coffee
+and tobacco.&nbsp; In that climate evening approaches without sensible
+chill; the wind dies out before sunset; heaven glows a while and fades,
+and darkens into the blueness of the tropical night; swiftly and insensibly
+the shadows thicken, the stars multiply their number; you look around
+you and the day is gone.&nbsp; It was then that we would see our Chinaman
+draw near across the compound in a lurching sphere of light, divided
+by his shadows; and with the coming of the lamp the night closed about
+the table.&nbsp; The faces of the company, the spars of the trellis,
+stood out suddenly bright on a ground of blue and silver, faintly designed
+with palm-tops and the peaked roofs of houses.&nbsp; Here and there
+the gloss upon a leaf, or the fracture of a stone, returned an isolated
+sparkle.&nbsp; All else had vanished.&nbsp; We hung there, illuminated
+like a galaxy of stars <i>in</i> <i>vacuo</i>; we sat, manifest and
+blind, amid the general ambush of the darkness; and the islanders, passing
+with light footfalls and low voices in the sand of the road, lingered
+to observe us, unseen.<br>
+<br>
+On Tuesday the dusk had fallen, the lamp had just been brought, when
+a missile struck the table with a rattling smack and rebounded past
+my ear.&nbsp; Three inches to one side and this page had never been
+written; for the thing travelled like a cannon ball.&nbsp; It was supposed
+at the time to be a nut, though even at the time I thought it seemed
+a small one and fell strangely.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Wednesday, July</i> 24. - The dusk had fallen once more, and the
+lamp been just brought out, when the same business was repeated.&nbsp;
+And again the missile whistled past my ear.&nbsp; One nut I had been
+willing to accept; a second, I rejected utterly.&nbsp; A cocoa-nut does
+not come slinging along on a windless evening, making an angle of about
+fifteen degrees with the horizon; cocoa-nuts do not fall on successive
+nights at the same hour and spot; in both cases, besides, a specific
+moment seemed to have been chosen, that when the lamp was just carried
+out, a specific person threatened, and that the head of the family.&nbsp;
+I may have been right or wrong, but I believed I was the mark of some
+intimidation; believed the missile was a stone, aimed not to hit, but
+to frighten.<br>
+<br>
+No idea makes a man more angry.&nbsp; I ran into the road, where the
+natives were as usual promenading in the dark; Maka joined me with a
+lantern; and I ran from one to another, glared in quite innocent faces,
+put useless questions, and proffered idle threats.&nbsp; Thence I carried
+my wrath (which was worthy the son of any queen in history) to the Ricks.&nbsp;
+They heard me with depression, assured me this trick of throwing a stone
+into a family dinner was not new; that it meant mischief, and was of
+a piece with the alarming disposition of the natives.&nbsp; And then
+the truth, so long concealed from us, came out.&nbsp; The king had broken
+his promise, he had defied the deputation; the tapu was still dormant,
+<i>The Land we Live in</i> still selling drink, and that quarter of
+the town disturbed and menaced by perpetual broils.&nbsp; But there
+was worse ahead: a feast was now preparing for the birthday of the little
+princess; and the tributary chiefs of Kuma and Little Makin were expected
+daily.&nbsp; Strong in a following of numerous and somewhat savage clansmen,
+each of these was believed, like a Douglas of old, to be of doubtful
+loyalty.&nbsp; Kuma (a little pot-bellied fellow) never visited the
+palace, never entered the town, but sat on the beach on a mat, his gun
+across his knees, parading his mistrust and scorn; Karaiti of Makin,
+although he was more bold, was not supposed to be more friendly; and
+not only were these vassals jealous of the throne, but the followers
+on either side shared in the animosity.&nbsp; Brawls had already taken
+place; blows had passed which might at any moment be repaid in blood.&nbsp;
+Some of the strangers were already here and already drinking; if the
+debauch continued after the bulk of them had come, a collision, perhaps
+a revolution, was to be expected.<br>
+<br>
+The sale of drink is in this group a measure of the jealousy of traders;
+one begins, the others are constrained to follow; and to him who has
+the most gin, and sells it the most recklessly, the lion&rsquo;s share
+of copra is assured.&nbsp; It is felt by all to be an extreme expedient,
+neither safe, decent, nor dignified.&nbsp; A trader on Tarawa, heated
+by an eager rivalry, brought many cases of gin.&nbsp; He told me he
+sat afterwards day and night in his house till it was finished, not
+daring to arrest the sale, not venturing to go forth, the bush all round
+him filled with howling drunkards.&nbsp; At night, above all, when he
+was afraid to sleep, and heard shots and voices about him in the darkness,
+his remorse was black.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;My God!&rsquo; he reflected, &lsquo;if I was to lose my life
+on such a wretched business!&rsquo;&nbsp; Often and often, in the story
+of the Gilberts, this scene has been repeated; and the remorseful trader
+sat beside his lamp, longing for the day, listening with agony for the
+sound of murder, registering resolutions for the future.&nbsp; For the
+business is easy to begin, but hazardous to stop.&nbsp; The natives
+are in their way a just and law-abiding people, mindful of their debts,
+docile to the voice of their own institutions; when the tapu is re-enforced
+they will cease drinking; but the white who seeks to antedate the movement
+by refusing liquor does so at his peril.<br>
+<br>
+Hence, in some degree, the anxiety and helplessness of Mr. Rick.&nbsp;
+He and Tom, alarmed by the rabblement of the <i>Sans Souci</i>, had
+stopped the sale; they had done so without danger, because <i>The Land
+we Live in</i> still continued selling; it was claimed, besides, that
+they had been the first to begin.&nbsp; What step could be taken?&nbsp;
+Could Mr. Rick visit Mr. Muller (with whom he was not on terms) and
+address him thus: &lsquo;I was getting ahead of you, now you are getting
+ahead of me, and I ask you to forego your profit.&nbsp; I got my place
+closed in safety, thanks to your continuing; but now I think you have
+continued long enough.&nbsp; I begin to be alarmed; and because I am
+afraid I ask you to confront a certain danger&rsquo;?&nbsp; It was not
+to be thought of.&nbsp; Something else had to be found; and there was
+one person at one end of the town who was at least not interested in
+copra.&nbsp; There was little else to be said in favour of myself as
+an ambassador.&nbsp; I had arrived in the Wightman schooner, I was living
+in the Wightman compound, I was the daily associate of the Wightman
+coterie.&nbsp; It was egregious enough that I should now intrude unasked
+in the private affairs of Crawford&rsquo;s agent, and press upon him
+the sacrifice of his interests and the venture of his life.&nbsp; But
+bad as I might be, there was none better; since the affair of the stone
+I was, besides, sharp-set to be doing, the idea of a delicate interview
+attracted me, and I thought it policy to show myself abroad.<br>
+<br>
+The night was very dark.&nbsp; There was service in the church, and
+the building glimmered through all its crevices like a dim Kirk Allowa&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+I saw few other lights, but was indistinctly aware of many people stirring
+in the darkness, and a hum and sputter of low talk that sounded stealthy.&nbsp;
+I believe (in the old phrase) my beard was sometimes on my shoulder
+as I went.&nbsp; Muller&rsquo;s was but partly lighted, and quite silent,
+and the gate was fastened.&nbsp; I could by no means manage to undo
+the latch.&nbsp; No wonder, since I found it afterwards to be four or
+five feet long - a fortification in itself.&nbsp; As I still fumbled,
+a dog came on the inside and sniffed suspiciously at my hands, so that
+I was reduced to calling &lsquo;House ahoy!&rsquo;&nbsp; Mr. Muller
+came down and put his chin across the paling in the dark.&nbsp; &lsquo;Who
+is that?&rsquo; said he, like one who has no mind to welcome strangers.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;My name is Stevenson,&rsquo; said I.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;O, Mr. Stevens!&nbsp; I didn&rsquo;t know you.&nbsp; Come inside.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+We stepped into the dark store, when I leaned upon the counter and he
+against the wall.&nbsp; All the light came from the sleeping-room, where
+I saw his family being put to bed; it struck full in my face, but Mr.
+Muller stood in shadow.&nbsp; No doubt he expected what was Coming,
+and sought the advantage of position; but for a man who wished to persuade
+and had nothing to conceal, mine was the preferable.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Look here,&rsquo; I began, &lsquo;I hear you are selling to the
+natives.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Others have done that before me,&rsquo; he returned pointedly.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;No doubt,&rsquo; said I, &lsquo;and I have nothing to do with
+the past, but the future.&nbsp; I want you to promise you will handle
+these spirits carefully.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Now what is your motive in this?&rsquo; he asked, and then, with
+a sneer, &lsquo;Are you afraid of your life?&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;That is nothing to the purpose,&rsquo; I replied.&nbsp; &lsquo;I
+know, and you know, these spirits ought not to be used at all.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Tom and Mr. Rick have sold them before.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I have nothing to do with Tom and Mr. Rick.&nbsp; All I know
+is I have heard them both refuse.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;No, I suppose you have nothing to do with them.&nbsp; Then you
+are just afraid of your life.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Come now,&rsquo; I cried, being perhaps a little stung, &lsquo;you
+know in your heart I am asking a reasonable thing.&nbsp; I don&rsquo;t
+ask you to lose your profit - though I would prefer to see no spirits
+brought here, as you would - &rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I don&rsquo;t say I wouldn&rsquo;t.&nbsp; I didn&rsquo;t begin
+this,&rsquo; he interjected.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;No, I don&rsquo;t suppose you did,&rsquo; said I.&nbsp; &lsquo;And
+I don&rsquo;t ask you to lose; I ask you to give me your word, man to
+man, that you will make no native drunk.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Up to now Mr. Muller had maintained an attitude very trying to my temper;
+but he had maintained it with difficulty, his sentiment being all upon
+my side; and here he changed ground for the worse.&nbsp; &lsquo;It isn&rsquo;t
+me that sells,&rsquo; said he.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;No, it&rsquo;s that nigger,&rsquo; I agreed.&nbsp; &lsquo;But
+he&rsquo;s yours to buy and sell; you have your hand on the nape of
+his neck; and I ask you - I have my wife here - to use the authority
+you have.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+He hastily returned to his old ward.&nbsp; &lsquo;I don&rsquo;t deny
+I could if I wanted,&rsquo; said he.&nbsp; &lsquo;But there&rsquo;s
+no danger, the natives are all quiet.&nbsp; You&rsquo;re just afraid
+of your life.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+I do not like to be called a coward, even by implication; and here I
+lost my temper and propounded an untimely ultimatum.&nbsp; &lsquo;You
+had better put it plain,&rsquo; I cried.&nbsp; &lsquo;Do you mean to
+refuse me what I ask?&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I don&rsquo;t want either to refuse it or grant it,&rsquo; he
+replied.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;You&rsquo;ll find you have to do the one thing or the other,
+and right now!&rsquo; I cried, and then, striking into a happier vein,
+&lsquo;Come,&rsquo; said I, &lsquo;you&rsquo;re a better sort than that.&nbsp;
+I see what&rsquo;s wrong with you - you think I came from the opposite
+camp.&nbsp; I see the sort of man you are, and you know that what I
+ask is right.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Again he changed ground.&nbsp; &lsquo;If the natives get any drink,
+it isn&rsquo;t safe to stop them,&rsquo; he objected.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I&rsquo;ll be answerable for the bar,&rsquo; I said.&nbsp; &lsquo;We
+are three men and four revolvers; we&rsquo;ll come at a word, and hold
+the place against the village.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;You don&rsquo;t know what you&rsquo;re talking about; it&rsquo;s
+too dangerous!&rsquo; he cried.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Look here,&rsquo; said I, &lsquo;I don&rsquo;t mind much about
+losing that life you talk so much of; but I mean to lose it the way
+I want to, and that is, putting a stop to all this beastliness.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+He talked a while about his duty to the firm; I minded not at all, I
+was secure of victory.&nbsp; He was but waiting to capitulate, and looked
+about for any potent to relieve the strain.&nbsp; In the gush of light
+from the bedroom door I spied a cigar-holder on the desk.&nbsp; &lsquo;That
+is well coloured,&rsquo; said I.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Will you take a cigar?&rsquo; said he.<br>
+<br>
+I took it and held it up unlighted.&nbsp; &lsquo;Now,&rsquo; said I,
+&lsquo;you promise me.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I promise you you won&rsquo;t have any trouble from natives that
+have drunk at my place,&rsquo; he replied.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;That is all I ask,&rsquo; said I, and showed it was not by immediately
+offering to try his stock.<br>
+<br>
+So far as it was anyway critical our interview here ended.&nbsp; Mr.
+Muller had thenceforth ceased to regard me as an emissary from his rivals,
+dropped his defensive attitude, and spoke as he believed.&nbsp; I could
+make out that he would already, had he dared, have stopped the sale
+himself.&nbsp; Not quite daring, it may be imagined how he resented
+the idea of interference from those who had (by his own statement) first
+led him on, then deserted him in the breach, and now (sitting themselves
+in safety) egged him on to a new peril, which was all gain to them,
+all loss to him!&nbsp; I asked him what he thought of the danger from
+the feast.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I think worse of it than any of you,&rsquo; he answered.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;They were shooting around here last night, and I heard the balls
+too.&nbsp; I said to myself, &ldquo;That&rsquo;s bad.&rdquo;&nbsp; What
+gets me is why you should be making this row up at your end.&nbsp; I
+should be the first to go.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+It was a thoughtless wonder.&nbsp; The consolation of being second is
+not great; the fact, not the order of going - there was our concern.<br>
+<br>
+Scott talks moderately of looking forward to a time of fighting &lsquo;with
+a feeling that resembled pleasure.&rsquo;&nbsp; The resemblance seems
+rather an identity.&nbsp; In modern life, contact is ended; man grows
+impatient of endless manoeuvres; and to approach the fact, to find ourselves
+where we can push an advantage home, and stand a fair risk, and see
+at last what we are made of, stirs the blood.&nbsp; It was so at least
+with all my family, who bubbled with delight at the approach of trouble;
+and we sat deep into the night like a pack of schoolboys, preparing
+the revolvers and arranging plans against the morrow.&nbsp; It promised
+certainly to be a busy and eventful day.&nbsp; The Old Men were to be
+summoned to confront me on the question of the tapu; Muller might call
+us at any moment to garrison his bar; and suppose Muller to fail, we
+decided in a family council to take that matter into our own hands,
+<i>The Land we Live</i> <i>in</i> at the pistol&rsquo;s mouth, and with
+the polysyllabic Williams, dance to a new tune.&nbsp; As I recall our
+humour I think it would have gone hard with the mulatto.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Wednesday</i>, <i>July</i> 24. - It was as well, and yet it was disappointing
+that these thunder-clouds rolled off in silence.&nbsp; Whether the Old
+Men recoiled from an interview with Queen Victoria&rsquo;s son, whether
+Muller had secretly intervened, or whether the step flowed naturally
+from the fears of the king and the nearness of the feast, the tapu was
+early that morning re-enforced; not a day too soon, from the manner
+the boats began to arrive thickly, and the town was filled with the
+big rowdy vassals of Karaiti.<br>
+<br>
+The effect lingered for some time on the minds of the traders; it was
+with the approval of all present that I helped to draw up a petition
+to the United States, praying for a law against the liquor trade in
+the Gilberts; and it was at this request that I added, under my own
+name, a brief testimony of what had passed; - useless pains; since the
+whole reposes, probably unread and possibly unopened, in a pigeon-hole
+at Washington.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Sunday, July</i> 28. - This day we had the afterpiece of the debauch.&nbsp;
+The king and queen, in European clothes, and followed by armed guards,
+attended church for the first time, and sat perched aloft in a precarious
+dignity under the barrel-hoops.&nbsp; Before sermon his majesty clambered
+from the dais, stood lopsidedly upon the gravel floor, and in a few
+words abjured drinking.&nbsp; The queen followed suit with a yet briefer
+allocution.&nbsp; All the men in church were next addressed in turn;
+each held up his right hand, and the affair was over - throne and church
+were reconciled.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VI - THE FIVE DAYS&rsquo; FESTIVAL<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<i>Thursday, July</i> 25. - The street was this day much enlivened by
+the presence of the men from Little Makin; they average taller than
+Butaritarians, and being on a holiday, went wreathed with yellow leaves
+and gorgeous in vivid colours.&nbsp; They are said to be more savage,
+and to be proud of the distinction.&nbsp; Indeed, it seemed to us they
+swaggered in the town, like plaided Highlanders upon the streets of
+Inverness, conscious of barbaric virtues.<br>
+<br>
+In the afternoon the summer parlour was observed to be packed with people;
+others standing outside and stooping to peer under the eaves, like children
+at home about a circus.&nbsp; It was the Makin company, rehearsing for
+the day of competition.&nbsp; Karaiti sat in the front row close to
+the singers, where we were summoned (I suppose in honour of Queen Victoria)
+to join him.&nbsp; A strong breathless heat reigned under the iron roof,
+and the air was heavy with the scent of wreaths.&nbsp; The singers,
+with fine mats about their loins, cocoa-nut feathers set in rings upon
+their fingers, and their heads crowned with yellow leaves, sat on the
+floor by companies.&nbsp; A varying number of soloists stood up for
+different songs; and these bore the chief part in the music.&nbsp; But
+the full force of the companies, even when not singing, contributed
+continuously to the effect, and marked the ictus of the measure, mimicking,
+grimacing, casting up their heads and eyes, fluttering the feathers
+on their fingers, clapping hands, or beating (loud as a kettledrum)
+on the left breast; the time was exquisite, the music barbarous, but
+full of conscious art.&nbsp; I noted some devices constantly employed.&nbsp;
+A sudden change would be introduced (I think of key) with no break of
+the measure, but emphasised by a sudden dramatic heightening of the
+voice and a swinging, general gesticulation.&nbsp; The voices of the
+soloists would begin far apart in a rude discord, and gradually draw
+together to a unison; which, when, they had reached, they were joined
+and drowned by the full chorus.&nbsp; The ordinary, hurried, barking
+unmelodious movement of the voices would at times be broken and glorified
+by a psalm-like strain of melody, often well constructed, or seeming
+so by contrast.&nbsp; There was much variety of measure, and towards
+the end of each piece, when the fun became fast and furious, a recourse
+to this figure -<br>
+<br>
+[Musical notation which cannot be produced.&nbsp; It means two/four
+time with quaver, quaver, crotchet repeated for three bars.]<br>
+<br>
+It is difficult to conceive what fire and devilry they get into these
+hammering finales; all go together, voices, hands, eyes, leaves, and
+fluttering finger-rings; the chorus swings to the eye, the song throbs
+on the ear; the faces are convulsed with enthusiasm and effort.<br>
+<br>
+Presently the troop stood up in a body, the drums forming a half-circle
+for the soloists, who were sometimes five or even more in number.&nbsp;
+The songs that followed were highly dramatic; though I had none to give
+me any explanation, I would at times make out some shadowy but decisive
+outline of a plot; and I was continually reminded of certain quarrelsome
+concerted scenes in grand operas at home; just so the single voices
+issue from and fall again into the general volume; just so do the performers
+separate and crowd together, brandish the raised hand, and roll the
+eye to heaven - or the gallery.&nbsp; Already this is beyond the Thespian
+model; the art of this people is already past the embryo: song, dance,
+drums, quartette and solo - it is the drama full developed although
+still in miniature.&nbsp; Of all so-called dancing in the South Seas,
+that which I saw in Butaritari stands easily the first.&nbsp; The <i>hula</i>,
+as it may be viewed by the speedy globe-trotter in Honolulu, is surely
+the most dull of man&rsquo;s inventions, and the spectator yawns under
+its length as at a college lecture or a parliamentary debate.&nbsp;
+But the Gilbert Island dance leads on the mind; it thrills, rouses,
+subjugates; it has the essence of all art, an unexplored imminent significance.&nbsp;
+Where so many are engaged, and where all must make (at a given moment)
+the same swift, elaborate, and often arbitrary movement, the toil of
+rehearsal is of course extreme.&nbsp; But they begin as children.&nbsp;
+A child and a man may often be seen together in a maniap&rsquo;: the
+man sings and gesticulates, the child stands before him with streaming
+tears and tremulously copies him in act and sound; it is the Gilbert
+Island artist learning (as all artists must) his art in sorrow.<br>
+<br>
+I may seem to praise too much; here is a passage from my wife&rsquo;s
+diary, which proves that I was not alone in being moved, and completes
+the picture:- &lsquo;The conductor gave the cue, and all the dancers,
+waving their arms, swaying their bodies, and clapping their breasts
+in perfect time, opened with an introductory.&nbsp; The performers remained
+seated, except two, and once three, and twice a single soloist.&nbsp;
+These stood in the group, making a slight movement with the feet and
+rhythmical quiver of the body as they sang.&nbsp; There was a pause
+after the introductory, and then the real business of the opera - for
+it was no less - began; an opera where every singer was an accomplished
+actor.&nbsp; The leading man, in an impassioned ecstasy which possessed
+him from head to foot, seemed transfigured; once it was as though a
+strong wind had swept over the stage - their arms, their feathered fingers
+thrilling with an emotion that shook my nerves as well: heads and bodies
+followed like a field of grain before a gust.&nbsp; My blood came hot
+and cold, tears pricked my eyes, my head whirled, I felt an almost irresistible
+impulse to join the dancers.&nbsp; One drama, I think, I very nearly
+understood.&nbsp; A fierce and savage old man took the solo part.&nbsp;
+He sang of the birth of a prince, and how he was tenderly rocked in
+his mother&rsquo;s arms; of his boyhood, when he excelled his fellows
+in swimming, climbing, and all athletic sports; of his youth, when he
+went out to sea with his boat and fished; of his manhood, when he married
+a wife who cradled a son of his own in her arms.&nbsp; Then came the
+alarm of war, and a great battle, of which for a time the issue was
+doubtful; but the hero conquered, as he always does, and with a tremendous
+burst of the victors the piece closed.&nbsp; There were also comic pieces,
+which caused great amusement.&nbsp; During one, an old man behind me
+clutched me by the arm, shook his finger in my face with a roguish smile,
+and said something with a chuckle, which I took to be the equivalent
+of &ldquo;O, you women, you women; it is true of you all!&rdquo;&nbsp;
+I fear it was not complimentary.&nbsp; At no time was there the least
+sign of the ugly indecency of the eastern islands.&nbsp; All was poetry
+pure and simple.&nbsp; The music itself was as complex as our own, though
+constructed on an entirely different basis; once or twice I was startled
+by a bit of something very like the best English sacred music, but it
+was only for an instant.&nbsp; At last there was a longer pause, and
+this time the dancers were all on their feet.&nbsp; As the drama went
+on, the interest grew.&nbsp; The performers appealed to each other,
+to the audience, to the heaven above; they took counsel with each other,
+the conspirators drew together in a knot; it was just an opera, the
+drums coming in at proper intervals, the tenor, baritone, and bass all
+where they should be - except that the voices were all of the same calibre.&nbsp;
+A woman once sang from the back row with a very fine contralto voice
+spoilt by being made artificially nasal; I notice all the women affect
+that unpleasantness.&nbsp; At one time a boy of angelic beauty was the
+soloist; and at another, a child of six or eight, doubtless an infant
+phenomenon being trained, was placed in the centre.&nbsp; The little
+fellow was desperately frightened and embarrassed at first, but towards
+the close warmed up to his work and showed much dramatic talent.&nbsp;
+The changing expressions on the faces of the dancers were so speaking,
+that it seemed a great stupidity not to understand them.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Our neighbour at this performance, Karaiti, somewhat favours his Butaritarian
+majesty in shape and feature, being, like him, portly, bearded, and
+Oriental.&nbsp; In character he seems the reverse: alert, smiling, jovial,
+jocular, industrious.&nbsp; At home in his own island, he labours himself
+like a slave, and makes his people labour like a slave-driver.&nbsp;
+He takes an interest in ideas.&nbsp; George the trader told him about
+flying-machines.&nbsp; &lsquo;Is that true, George?&rsquo; he asked.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;It is in the papers,&rsquo; replied George.&nbsp; &lsquo;Well,&rsquo;
+said Karaiti, &lsquo;if that man can do it with machinery, I can do
+it without&rsquo;; and he designed and made a pair of wings, strapped
+them on his shoulders, went to the end of a pier, launched himself into
+space, and fell bulkily into the sea.&nbsp; His wives fished him out,
+for his wings hindered him in swimming.&nbsp; &lsquo;George,&rsquo;
+said he, pausing as he went up to change, &lsquo;George, you lie.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+He had eight wives, for his small realm still follows ancient customs;
+but he showed embarrassment when this was mentioned to my wife.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Tell her I have only brought one here,&rsquo; he said anxiously.&nbsp;
+Altogether the Black Douglas pleased us much; and as we heard fresh
+details of the king&rsquo;s uneasiness, and saw for ourselves that all
+the weapons in the summer parlour had been hid, we watched with the
+more admiration the cause of all this anxiety rolling on his big legs,
+with his big smiling face, apparently unarmed, and certainly unattended,
+through the hostile town.&nbsp; The Red Douglas, pot-bellied Kuma, having
+perhaps heard word of the debauch, remained upon his fief; his vassals
+thus came uncommanded to the feast, and swelled the following of Karaiti.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Friday</i>, <i>July</i> 26. - At night in the dark, the singers of
+Makin paraded in the road before our house and sang the song of the
+princess.&nbsp; &lsquo;This is the day; she was born to-day; Nei Kamaunave
+was born to-day - a beautiful princess, Queen of Butaritari.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+So I was told it went in endless iteration.&nbsp; The song was of course
+out of season, and the performance only a rehearsal.&nbsp; But it was
+a serenade besides; a delicate attention to ourselves from our new friend,
+Karaiti.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Saturday</i>, <i>July</i> 27. - We had announced a performance of
+the magic lantern to-night in church; and this brought the king to visit
+us.&nbsp; In honour of the Black Douglas (I suppose) his usual two guardsmen
+were now increased to four; and the squad made an outlandish figure
+as they straggled after him, in straw hats, kilts and jackets.&nbsp;
+Three carried their arms reversed, the butts over their shoulders, the
+muzzles menacing the king&rsquo;s plump back; the fourth had passed
+his weapon behind his neck, and held it there with arms extended like
+a backboard.&nbsp; The visit was extraordinarily long.&nbsp; The king,
+no longer galvanised with gin, said and did nothing.&nbsp; He sat collapsed
+in a chair and let a cigar go out.&nbsp; It was hot, it was sleepy,
+it was cruel dull; there was no resource but to spy in the countenance
+of Tebureimoa for some remaining trait of <i>Mr. Corpse</i> the butcher.&nbsp;
+His hawk nose, crudely depressed and flattened at the point, did truly
+seem to us to smell of midnight murder.&nbsp; When he took his leave,
+Maka bade me observe him going down the stair (or rather ladder) from
+the verandah.&nbsp; &lsquo;Old man,&rsquo; said Maka.&nbsp; &lsquo;Yes,&rsquo;
+said I, &lsquo;and yet I suppose not old man.&rsquo;&nbsp; &lsquo;Young
+man,&rsquo; returned Maka, &lsquo;perhaps fo&rsquo;ty.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+And I have heard since he is most likely younger.<br>
+<br>
+While the magic lantern was showing, I skulked without in the dark.&nbsp;
+The voice of Maka, excitedly explaining the Scripture slides, seemed
+to fill not the church only, but the neighbourhood.&nbsp; All else was
+silent.&nbsp; Presently a distant sound of singing arose and approached;
+and a procession drew near along the road, the hot clean smell of the
+men and women striking in my face delightfully.&nbsp; At the corner,
+arrested by the voice of Maka and the lightening and darkening of the
+church, they paused.&nbsp; They had no mind to go nearer, that was plain.&nbsp;
+They were Makin people, I believe, probably staunch heathens, contemners
+of the missionary and his works.&nbsp; Of a sudden, however, a man broke
+from their company, took to his heels, and fled into the church; next
+moment three had followed him; the next it was a covey of near upon
+a score, all pelting for their lives.&nbsp; So the little band of the
+heathen paused irresolute at the corner, and melted before the attractions
+of a magic lantern, like a glacier in spring.&nbsp; The more staunch
+vainly taunted the deserters; three fled in a guilty silence, but still
+fled; and when at length the leader found the wit or the authority to
+get his troop in motion and revive the singing, it was with much diminished
+forces that they passed musically on up the dark road.<br>
+<br>
+Meanwhile inside the luminous pictures brightened and faded.&nbsp; I
+stood for some while unobserved in the rear of the spectators, when
+I could hear just in front of me a pair of lovers following the show
+with interest, the male playing the part of interpreter and (like Adam)
+mingling caresses with his lecture.&nbsp; The wild animals, a tiger
+in particular, and that old school-treat favourite, the sleeper and
+the mouse, were hailed with joy; but the chief marvel and delight was
+in the gospel series.&nbsp; Maka, in the opinion of his aggrieved wife,
+did not properly rise to the occasion.&nbsp; &lsquo;What is the matter
+with the man?&nbsp; Why can&rsquo;t he talk?&rsquo; she cried.&nbsp;
+The matter with the man, I think, was the greatness of the opportunity;
+he reeled under his good fortune; and whether he did ill or well, the
+exposure of these pious &lsquo;phantoms&rsquo; did as a matter of fact
+silence in all that part of the island the voice of the scoffer.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Why then,&rsquo; the word went round, &lsquo;why then, the Bible
+is true!&rsquo;&nbsp; And on our return afterwards we were told the
+impression was yet lively, and those who had seen might be heard telling
+those who had not, &lsquo;O yes, it is all true; these things all happened,
+we have seen the pictures.&rsquo;&nbsp; The argument is not so childish
+as it seems; for I doubt if these islanders are acquainted with any
+other mode of representation but photography; so that the picture of
+an event (on the old melodrama principle that &lsquo;the camera cannot
+lie, Joseph,&rsquo;) would appear strong proof of its occurrence.&nbsp;
+The fact amused us the more because our slides were some of them ludicrously
+silly, and one (Christ before Pilate) was received with shouts of merriment,
+in which even Maka was constrained to join.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Sunday</i>, <i>July</i> 28. - Karaiti came to ask for a repetition
+of the &lsquo;phantoms&rsquo; - this was the accepted word - and, having
+received a promise, turned and left my humble roof without the shadow
+of a salutation.&nbsp; I felt it impolite to have the least appearance
+of pocketing a slight; the times had been too difficult, and were still
+too doubtful; and Queen Victoria&rsquo;s son was bound to maintain the
+honour of his house.&nbsp; Karaiti was accordingly summoned that evening
+to the Ricks, where Mrs. Rick fell foul of him in words, and Queen Victoria&rsquo;s
+son assailed him with indignant looks.&nbsp; I was the ass with the
+lion&rsquo;s skin; I could not roar in the language of the Gilbert Islands;
+but I could stare.&nbsp; Karaiti declared he had meant no offence; apologised
+in a sound, hearty, gentlemanly manner; and became at once at his ease.&nbsp;
+He had in a dagger to examine, and announced he would come to price
+it on the morrow, to-day being Sunday; this nicety in a heathen with
+eight wives surprised me.&nbsp; The dagger was &lsquo;good for killing
+fish,&rsquo; he said roguishly; and was supposed to have his eye upon
+fish upon two legs.&nbsp; It is at least odd that in Eastern Polynesia
+fish was the accepted euphemism for the human sacrifice.&nbsp; Asked
+as to the population of his island, Karaiti called out to his vassals
+who sat waiting him outside the door, and they put it at four hundred
+and fifty; but (added Karaiti jovially) there will soon be plenty more,
+for all the women are in the family way.&nbsp; Long before we separated
+I had quite forgotten his offence.&nbsp; He, however, still bore it
+in mind; and with a very courteous inspiration returned early on the
+next day, paid us a long visit, and punctiliously said farewell when
+he departed.<br>
+<br>
+<i>Monday</i>, <i>July</i> 29. - The great day came round at last.&nbsp;
+In the first hours the night was startled by the sound of clapping hands
+and the chant of Nei Kamaunava; its melancholy, slow, and somewhat menacing
+measures broken at intervals by a formidable shout.&nbsp; The little
+morsel of humanity thus celebrated in the dark hours was observed at
+midday playing on the green entirely naked, and equally unobserved and
+unconcerned.<br>
+<br>
+The summer parlour on its artificial islet, relieved against the shimmering
+lagoon, and shimmering itself with sun and tinned iron, was all day
+crowded about by eager men and women.&nbsp; Within, it was boxed full
+of islanders, of any age and size, and in every degree of nudity and
+finery.&nbsp; So close we squatted, that at one time I had a mighty
+handsome woman on my knees, two little naked urchins having their feet
+against my back.&nbsp; There might be a dame in full attire of <i>holoku</i>
+and hat and flowers; and her next neighbour might the next moment strip
+some little rag of a shift from her fat shoulders and come out a monument
+of flesh, painted rather than covered by the hairbreadth <i>ridi</i>.&nbsp;
+Little ladies who thought themselves too great to appear undraped upon
+so high a festival were seen to pause outside in the bright sunshine,
+their miniature ridis in their hand; a moment more and they were full-dressed
+and entered the concert-room.<br>
+<br>
+At either end stood up to sing, or sat down to rest, the alternate companies
+of singers; Kuma and Little Makin on the north, Butaritari and its conjunct
+hamlets on the south; both groups conspicuous in barbaric bravery.&nbsp;
+In the midst, between these rival camps of troubadours, a bench was
+placed; and here the king and queen throned it, some two or three feet
+above the crowded audience on the floor - Tebureimoa as usual in his
+striped pyjamas with a satchel strapped across one shoulder, doubtless
+(in the island fashion) to contain his pistols; the queen in a purple
+<i>holoku</i>, her abundant hair let down, a fan in her hand.&nbsp;
+The bench was turned facing to the strangers, a piece of well-considered
+civility; and when it was the turn of Butaritari to sing, the pair must
+twist round on the bench, lean their elbows on the rail, and turn to
+us the spectacle of their broad backs.&nbsp; The royal couple occasionally
+solaced themselves with a clay pipe; and the pomp of state was further
+heightened by the rifles of a picket of the guard.<br>
+<br>
+With this kingly countenance, and ourselves squatted on the ground,
+we heard several songs from one side or the other.&nbsp; Then royalty
+and its guards withdrew, and Queen Victoria&rsquo;s son and daughter-in-law
+were summoned by acclamation to the vacant throne.&nbsp; Our pride was
+perhaps a little modified when we were joined on our high places by
+a certain thriftless loafer of a white; and yet I was glad too, for
+the man had a smattering of native, and could give me some idea of the
+subject of the songs.&nbsp; One was patriotic, and dared Tembinok&rsquo;
+of Apemama, the terror of the group, to an invasion.&nbsp; One mixed
+the planting of taro and the harvest-home.&nbsp; Some were historical,
+and commemorated kings and the illustrious chances of their time, such
+as a bout of drinking or a war.&nbsp; One, at least, was a drama of
+domestic interest, excellently played by the troop from Makin.&nbsp;
+It told the story of a man who has lost his wife, at first bewails her
+loss, then seeks another: the earlier strains (or acts) are played exclusively
+by men; but towards the end a woman appears, who has just lost her husband;
+and I suppose the pair console each other, for the finale seemed of
+happy omen.&nbsp; Of some of the songs my informant told me briefly
+they were &lsquo;like about the <i>weemen</i>&rsquo;; this I could have
+guessed myself.&nbsp; Each side (I should have said) was strengthened
+by one or two women.&nbsp; They were all soloists, did not very often
+join in the performance, but stood disengaged at the back part of the
+stage, and looked (in <i>ridi</i>, necklace, and dressed hair) for all
+the world like European ballet-dancers.&nbsp; When the song was anyway
+broad these ladies came particularly to the front; and it was singular
+to see that, after each entry, the <i>premi&egrave;re</i> <i>danseuse</i>
+pretended to be overcome by shame, as though led on beyond what she
+had meant, and her male assistants made a feint of driving her away
+like one who had disgraced herself.&nbsp; Similar affectations accompany
+certain truly obscene dances of Samoa, where they are very well in place.&nbsp;
+Here it was different.&nbsp; The words, perhaps, in this free-spoken
+world, were gross enough to make a carter blush; and the most suggestive
+feature was this feint of shame.&nbsp; For such parts the women showed
+some disposition; they were pert, they were neat, they were acrobatic,
+they were at times really amusing, and some of them were pretty.&nbsp;
+But this is not the artist&rsquo;s field; there is the whole width of
+heaven between such capering and ogling, and the strange rhythmic gestures,
+and strange, rapturous, frenzied faces with which the best of the male
+dancers held us spellbound through a Gilbert Island ballet.<br>
+<br>
+Almost from the first it was apparent that the people of the city were
+defeated.&nbsp; I might have thought them even good, only I had the
+other troop before my eyes to correct my standard, and remind me continually
+of &lsquo;the little more, and how much it is.&rsquo;&nbsp; Perceiving
+themselves worsted, the choir of Butaritari grew confused, blundered,
+and broke down; amid this hubbub of unfamiliar intervals I should not
+myself have recognised the slip, but the audience were quick to catch
+it, and to jeer.&nbsp; To crown all, the Makin company began a dance
+of truly superlative merit.&nbsp; I know not what it was about, I was
+too much absorbed to ask.&nbsp; In one act a part of the chorus, squealing
+in some strange falsetto, produced very much the effect of our orchestra;
+in another, the dancers, leaping like jumping-jacks, with arms extended,
+passed through and through each other&rsquo;s ranks with extraordinary
+speed, neatness, and humour.&nbsp; A more laughable effect I never saw;
+in any European theatre it would have brought the house down, and the
+island audience roared with laughter and applause.&nbsp; This filled
+up the measure for the rival company, and they forgot themselves and
+decency.&nbsp; After each act or figure of the ballet, the performers
+pause a moment standing, and the next is introduced by the clapping
+of hands in triplets.&nbsp; Not until the end of the whole ballet do
+they sit down, which is the signal for the rivals to stand up.&nbsp;
+But now all rules were to be broken.&nbsp; During the interval following
+on this great applause, the company of Butaritari leaped suddenly to
+their feet and most unhandsomely began a performance of their own.&nbsp;
+It was strange to see the men of Makin staring; I have seen a tenor
+in Europe stare with the same blank dignity into a hissing theatre;
+but presently, to my surprise, they sobered down, gave up the unsung
+remainder of their ballet, resumed their seats, and suffered their ungallant
+adversaries to go on and finish.&nbsp; Nothing would suffice.&nbsp;
+Again, at the first interval, Butaritari unhandsomely cut in; Makin,
+irritated in turn, followed the example; and the two companies of dancers
+remained permanently standing, continuously clapping hands, and regularly
+cutting across each other at each pause.&nbsp; I expected blows to begin
+with any moment; and our position in the midst was highly unstrategical.&nbsp;
+But the Makin people had a better thought; and upon a fresh interruption
+turned and trooped out of the house.&nbsp; We followed them, first because
+these were the artists, second because they were guests and had been
+scurvily ill-used.&nbsp; A large population of our neighbours did the
+same, so that the causeway was filled from end to end by the procession
+of deserters; and the Butaritari choir was left to sing for its own
+pleasure in an empty house, having gained the point and lost the audience.&nbsp;
+It was surely fortunate that there was no one drunk; but, drunk or sober,
+where else would a scene so irritating have concluded without blows?<br>
+<br>
+The last stage and glory of this auspicious day was of our own providing
+- the second and positively the last appearance of the phantoms.&nbsp;
+All round the church, groups sat outside, in the night, where they could
+see nothing; perhaps ashamed to enter, certainly finding some shadowy
+pleasure in the mere proximity.&nbsp; Within, about one-half of the
+great shed was densely packed with people.&nbsp; In the midst, on the
+royal dais, the lantern luminously smoked; chance rays of light struck
+out the earnest countenance of our Chinaman grinding the hand-organ;
+a fainter glimmer showed off the rafters and their shadows in the hollow
+of the roof; the pictures shone and vanished on the screen; and as each
+appeared, there would run a hush, a whisper, a strong shuddering rustle,
+and a chorus of small cries among the crowd.&nbsp; There sat by me the
+mate of a wrecked schooner.&nbsp; &lsquo;They would think this a strange
+sight in Europe or the States,&rsquo; said he, &lsquo;going on in a
+building like this, all tied with bits of string.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VII - HUSBAND AND WIFE<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The trader accustomed to the manners of Eastern Polynesia has a lesson
+to learn among the Gilberts.&nbsp; The <i>ridi</i> is but a spare attire;
+as late as thirty years back the women went naked until marriage; within
+ten years the custom lingered; and these facts, above all when heard
+in description, conveyed a very false idea of the manners of the group.&nbsp;
+A very intelligent missionary described it (in its former state) as
+a &lsquo;Paradise of naked women&rsquo; for the resident whites.&nbsp;
+It was at least a platonic Paradise, where Lothario ventured at his
+peril.&nbsp; Since 1860, fourteen whites have perished on a single island,
+all for the same cause, all found where they had no business, and speared
+by some indignant father of a family; the figure was given me by one
+of their contemporaries who had been more prudent and survived.&nbsp;
+The strange persistence of these fourteen martyrs might seem to point
+to monomania or a series of romantic passions; gin is the more likely
+key.&nbsp; The poor buzzards sat alone in their houses by an open case;
+they drank; their brain was fired; they stumbled towards the nearest
+houses on chance; and the dart went through their liver.&nbsp; In place
+of a Paradise the trader found an archipelago of fierce husbands and
+of virtuous women.&nbsp; &lsquo;Of course if you wish to make love to
+them, it&rsquo;s the same as anywhere else,&rsquo; observed a trader
+innocently; but he and his companions rarely so choose.<br>
+<br>
+The trader must be credited with a virtue: he often makes a kind and
+loyal husband.&nbsp; Some of the worst beachcombers in the Pacific,
+some of the last of the old school, have fallen in my path, and some
+of them were admirable to their native wives, and one made a despairing
+widower.&nbsp; The position of a trader&rsquo;s wife in the Gilberts
+is, besides, unusually enviable.&nbsp; She shares the immunities of
+her husband.&nbsp; Curfew in Butaritari sounds for her in vain.&nbsp;
+Long after the bell is rung and the great island ladies are confined
+for the night to their own roof, this chartered libertine may scamper
+and giggle through the deserted streets or go down to bathe in the dark.&nbsp;
+The resources of the store are at her hand; she goes arrayed like a
+queen, and feasts delicately everyday upon tinned meats.&nbsp; And she
+who was perhaps of no regard or station among natives sits with captains,
+and is entertained on board of schooners.&nbsp; Five of these privileged
+dames were some time our neighbours.&nbsp; Four were handsome skittish
+lasses, gamesome like children, and like children liable to fits of
+pouting.&nbsp; They wore dresses by day, but there was a tendency after
+dark to strip these lendings and to career and squall about the compound
+in the aboriginal <i>ridi</i>.&nbsp; Games of cards were continually
+played, with shells for counters; their course was much marred by cheating;
+and the end of a round (above all if a man was of the party) resolved
+itself into a scrimmage for the counters.&nbsp; The fifth was a matron.&nbsp;
+It was a picture to see her sail to church on a Sunday, a parasol in
+hand, a nursemaid following, and the baby buried in a trade hat and
+armed with a patent feeding-bottle.&nbsp; The service was enlivened
+by her continual supervision and correction of the maid.&nbsp; It was
+impossible not to fancy the baby was a doll, and the church some European
+playroom.&nbsp; All these women were legitimately married.&nbsp; It
+is true that the certificate of one, when she proudly showed it, proved
+to run thus, that she was &lsquo;married for one night,&rsquo; and her
+gracious partner was at liberty to &lsquo;send her to hell&rsquo; the
+next morning; but she was none the wiser or the worse for the dastardly
+trick.&nbsp; Another, I heard, was married on a work of mine in a pirated
+edition; it answered the purpose as well as a Hall Bible.&nbsp; Notwithstanding
+all these allurements of social distinction, rare food and raiment,
+a comparative vacation from toil, and legitimate marriage contracted
+on a pirated edition, the trader must sometimes seek long before he
+can be mated.&nbsp; While I was in the group one had been eight months
+on the quest, and he was still a bachelor.<br>
+<br>
+Within strictly native society the old laws and practices were harsh,
+but not without a certain stamp of high-mindedness.&nbsp; Stealthy adultery
+was punished with death; open elopement was properly considered virtue
+in comparison, and compounded for a fine in land.&nbsp; The male adulterer
+alone seems to have been punished.&nbsp; It is correct manners for a
+jealous man to hang himself; a jealous woman has a different remedy
+- she bites her rival.&nbsp; Ten or twenty years ago it was a capital
+offence to raise a woman&rsquo;s <i>ridi</i>; to this day it is still
+punished with a heavy fine; and the garment itself is still symbolically
+sacred.&nbsp; Suppose a piece of land to be disputed in Butaritari,
+the claimant who shall first hang a <i>ridi</i> on the tapu-post has
+gained his cause, since no one can remove or touch it but himself.<br>
+<br>
+The <i>ridi</i> was the badge not of the woman but the wife, the mark
+not of her sex but of her station.&nbsp; It was the collar on the slave&rsquo;s
+neck, the brand on merchandise.&nbsp; The adulterous woman seems to
+have been spared; were the husband offended, it would be a poor consolation
+to send his draught cattle to the shambles.&nbsp; Karaiti, to this day,
+calls his eight wives &lsquo;his horses,&rsquo; some trader having explained
+to him the employment of these animals on farms; and Nanteitei hired
+out his wives to do mason-work.&nbsp; Husbands, at least when of high
+rank, had the power of life and death; even whites seem to have possessed
+it; and their wives, when they had transgressed beyond forgiveness,
+made haste to pronounce the formula of deprecation - <i>I Kana Kim</i>.&nbsp;
+This form of words had so much virtue that a condemned criminal repeating
+it on a particular day to the king who had condemned him, must be instantly
+released.&nbsp; It is an offer of abasement, and, strangely enough,
+the reverse - the imitation - is a common vulgar insult in Great Britain
+to this day.&nbsp; I give a scene between a trader and his Gilbert Island
+wife, as it was told me by the husband, now one of the oldest residents,
+but then a freshman in the group.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Go and light a fire,&rsquo; said the trader, &lsquo;and when
+I have brought this oil I will cook some fish.&rsquo;&nbsp; The woman
+grunted at him, island fashion.&nbsp; &lsquo;I am not a pig that you
+should grunt at me,&rsquo; said he.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;I know you are not a pig,&rsquo; said the woman, &lsquo;neither
+am I your slave.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;To be sure you are not my slave, and if you do not care to stop
+with me, you had better go home to your people,&rsquo; said he.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;But in the mean time go and light the fire; and when I have brought
+this oil I will cook some fish.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+She went as if to obey; and presently when the trader looked she had
+built a fire so big that the cook-house was catching in flames.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;<i>I Kana Kim</i>!&rsquo; she cried, as she saw him coming; but
+he recked not, and hit her with a cooking-pot.&nbsp; The leg pierced
+her skull, blood spouted, it was thought she was a dead woman, and the
+natives surrounded the house in a menacing expectation.&nbsp; Another
+white was present, a man of older experience.&nbsp; &lsquo;You will
+have us both killed if you go on like this,&rsquo; he cried.&nbsp; &lsquo;She
+had said <i>I Kana Kim</i>!&rsquo;&nbsp; If she had not said <i>I Kana
+Kim</i> he might have struck her with a caldron.&nbsp; It was not the
+blow that made the crime, but the disregard of an accepted formula.<br>
+<br>
+Polygamy, the particular sacredness of wives, their semi-servile state,
+their seclusion in kings&rsquo; harems, even their privilege of biting,
+all would seem to indicate a Mohammedan society and the opinion of the
+soullessness of woman.&nbsp; And not so in the least.&nbsp; It is a
+mere appearance.&nbsp; After you have studied these extremes in one
+house, you may go to the next and find all reversed, the woman the mistress,
+the man only the first of her thralls.&nbsp; The authority is not with
+the husband as such, nor the wife as such.&nbsp; It resides in the chief
+or the chief-woman; in him or her who has inherited the lands of the
+clan, and stands to the clansman in the place of parent, exacting their
+service, answerable for their fines.&nbsp; There is but the one source
+of power and the one ground of dignity - rank.&nbsp; The king married
+a chief-woman; she became his menial, and must work with her hands on
+Messrs. Wightman&rsquo;s pier.&nbsp; The king divorced her; she regained
+at once her former state and power.&nbsp; She married the Hawaiian sailor,
+and behold the man is her flunkey and can be shown the door at pleasure.&nbsp;
+Nay, and such low-born lords are even corrected physically, and, like
+grown but dutiful children, must endure the discipline.<br>
+<br>
+We were intimate in one such household, that of Nei Takauti and Nan
+Tok&rsquo;; I put the lady first of necessity.&nbsp; During one week
+of fool&rsquo;s paradise, Mrs. Stevenson had gone alone to the sea-side
+of the island after shells.&nbsp; I am very sure the proceeding was
+unsafe; and she soon perceived a man and woman watching her.&nbsp; Do
+what she would, her guardians held her steadily in view; and when the
+afternoon began to fall, and they thought she had stayed long enough,
+took her in charge, and by signs and broken English ordered her home.&nbsp;
+On the way the lady drew from her earring-hole a clay pipe, the husband
+lighted it, and it was handed to my unfortunate wife, who knew not how
+to refuse the incommodious favour; and when they were all come to our
+house, the pair sat down beside her on the floor, and improved the occasion
+with prayer.&nbsp; From that day they were our family friends; bringing
+thrice a day the beautiful island garlands of white flowers, visiting
+us any evening, and frequently carrying us down to their own maniap&rsquo;
+in return, the woman leading Mrs. Stevenson by the hand like one child
+with another.<br>
+<br>
+Nan Tok&rsquo;, the husband, was young, extremely handsome, of the most
+approved good humour, and suffering in his precarious station from suppressed
+high spirits.&nbsp; Nei Takauti, the wife, was getting old; her grown
+son by a former marriage had just hanged himself before his mother&rsquo;s
+eyes in despair at a well-merited rebuke.&nbsp; Perhaps she had never
+been beautiful, but her face was full of character, her eye of sombre
+fire.&nbsp; She was a high chief-woman, but by a strange exception for
+a person of her rank, was small, spare, and sinewy, with lean small
+hands and corded neck.&nbsp; Her full dress of an evening was invariably
+a white chemise - and for adornment, green leaves (or sometimes white
+blossoms) stuck in her hair and thrust through her huge earring-holes.&nbsp;
+The husband on the contrary changed to view like a kaleidoscope.&nbsp;
+Whatever pretty thing my wife might have given to Nei Takauti - a string
+of beads, a ribbon, a piece of bright fabric - appeared the next evening
+on the person of Nan Tok&rsquo;.&nbsp; It was plain he was a clothes-horse;
+that he wore livery; that, in a word, he was his wife&rsquo;s wife.&nbsp;
+They reversed the parts indeed, down to the least particular; it was
+the husband who showed himself the ministering angel in the hour of
+pain, while the wife displayed the apathy and heartlessness of the proverbial
+man.<br>
+<br>
+When Nei Takauti had a headache Nan Tok&rsquo; was full of attention
+and concern.&nbsp; When the husband had a cold and a racking toothache
+the wife heeded not, except to jeer.&nbsp; It is always the woman&rsquo;s
+part to fill and light the pipe; Nei Takauti handed hers in silence
+to the wedded page; but she carried it herself, as though the page were
+not entirely trusted.&nbsp; Thus she kept the money, but it was he who
+ran the errands, anxiously sedulous.&nbsp; A cloud on her face dimmed
+instantly his beaming looks; on an early visit to their maniap&rsquo;
+my wife saw he had cause to be wary.&nbsp; Nan Tok&rsquo; had a friend
+with him, a giddy young thing, of his own age and sex; and they had
+worked themselves into that stage of jocularity when consequences are
+too often disregarded.&nbsp; Nei Takauti mentioned her own name.&nbsp;
+Instantly Nan Tok&rsquo; held up two fingers, his friend did likewise,
+both in an ecstasy of slyness.&nbsp; It was plain the lady had two names;
+and from the nature of their merriment, and the wrath that gathered
+on her brow, there must be something ticklish in the second.&nbsp; The
+husband pronounced it; a well-directed cocoa-nut from the hand of his
+wife caught him on the side of the head, and the voices and the mirth
+of these indiscreet young gentlemen ceased for the day.<br>
+<br>
+The people of Eastern Polynesia are never at a loss; their etiquette
+is absolute and plenary; in every circumstance it tells them what to
+do and how to do it.&nbsp; The Gilbertines are seemingly more free,
+and pay for their freedom (like ourselves) in frequent perplexity.&nbsp;
+This was often the case with the topsy-turvy couple.&nbsp; We had once
+supplied them during a visit with a pipe and tobacco; and when they
+had smoked and were about to leave, they found themselves confronted
+with a problem: should they take or leave what remained of the tobacco?&nbsp;
+The piece of plug was taken up, it was laid down again, it was handed
+back and forth, and argued over, till the wife began to look haggard
+and the husband elderly.&nbsp; They ended by taking it, and I wager
+were not yet clear of the compound before they were sure they had decided
+wrong.&nbsp; Another time they had been given each a liberal cup of
+coffee, and Nan Tok&rsquo; with difficulty and disaffection made an
+end of his.&nbsp; Nei Takauti had taken some, she had no mind for more,
+plainly conceived it would be a breach of manners to set down the cup
+unfinished, and ordered her wedded retainer to dispose of what was left.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;I have swallowed all I can, I cannot swallow more, it is a physical
+impossibility,&rsquo; he seemed to say; and his stern officer reiterated
+her commands with secret imperative signals.&nbsp; Luckless dog! but
+in mere humanity we came to the rescue and removed the cup.<br>
+<br>
+I cannot but smile over this funny household; yet I remember the good
+souls with affection and respect.&nbsp; Their attention to ourselves
+was surprising.&nbsp; The garlands are much esteemed, the blossoms must
+be sought far and wide; and though they had many retainers to call to
+their aid, we often saw themselves passing afield after the blossoms,
+and the wife engaged with her own in putting them together.&nbsp; It
+was no want of only that disregard so incident to husbands, that made
+Nei Takauti despise the sufferings of Nan Tok&rsquo;.&nbsp; When my
+wife was unwell she proved a diligent and kindly nurse; and the pair,
+to the extreme embarrassment of the sufferer, became fixtures in the
+sick-room.&nbsp; This rugged, capable, imperious old dame, with the
+wild eyes, had deep and tender qualities: her pride in her young husband
+it seemed that she dissembled, fearing possibly to spoil him; and when
+she spoke of her dead son there came something tragic in her face.&nbsp;
+But I seemed to trace in the Gilbertines a virility of sense and sentiment
+which distinguishes them (like their harsh and uncouth language) from
+their brother islanders in the east.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+PART IV: THE GILBERTS - APEMAMA<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER I - THE KING OF APEMAMA: THE ROYAL TRADER<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+There is one great personage in the Gilberts: Tembinok&rsquo; of Apemama:
+solely conspicuous, the hero of song, the butt of gossip.&nbsp; Through
+the rest of the group the kings are slain or fallen in tutelage: Tembinok&rsquo;
+alone remains, the last tyrant, the last erect vestige of a dead society.&nbsp;
+The white man is everywhere else, building his houses, drinking his
+gin, getting in and out of trouble with the weak native governments.&nbsp;
+There is only one white on Apemama, and he on sufferance, living far
+from court, and hearkening and watching his conduct like a mouse in
+a cat&rsquo;s ear.&nbsp; Through all the other islands a stream of native
+visitors comes and goes, travelling by families, spending years on the
+grand tour.&nbsp; Apemama alone is left upon one side, the tourist dreading
+to risk himself within the clutch of Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp; And fear
+of the same Gorgon follows and troubles them at home.&nbsp; Maiana once
+paid him tribute; he once fell upon and seized Nonuti: first steps to
+the empire of the archipelago.&nbsp; A British warship coming on the
+scene, the conqueror was driven to disgorge, his career checked in the
+outset, his dear-bought armoury sunk in his own lagoon.&nbsp; But the
+impression had been made; periodical fear of him still shakes the islands;
+rumour depicts him mustering his canoes for a fresh onfall; rumour can
+name his destination; and Tembinok&rsquo; figures in the patriotic war-songs
+of the Gilberts like Napoleon in those of our grandfathers.<br>
+<br>
+We were at sea, bound from Mariki to Nonuti and Tapituea, when the wind
+came suddenly fair for Apemama.&nbsp; The course was at once changed;
+all hands were turned-to to clean ship, the decks holy-stoned, all the
+cabin washed, the trade-room overhauled.&nbsp; In all our cruising we
+never saw the <i>Equator</i> so smart as she was made for Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+Nor was Captain Reid alone in these coquetries; for, another schooner
+chancing to arrive during my stay in Apemama, I found that she also
+was dandified for the occasion.&nbsp; And the two cases stand alone
+in my experience of South Sea traders.<br>
+<br>
+We had on board a family of native tourists, from the grandsire to the
+babe in arms, trying (against an extraordinary series of ill-luck) to
+regain their native island of Peru.&nbsp; Five times already they had
+paid their fare and taken ship; five times they had been disappointed,
+dropped penniless upon strange islands, or carried back to Butaritari,
+whence they sailed.&nbsp; This last attempt had been no better-starred;
+their provisions were exhausted.&nbsp; Peru was beyond hope, and they
+had cheerfully made up their minds to a fresh stage of exile in Tapituea
+or Nonuti.&nbsp; With this slant of wind their random destination became
+once more changed; and like the Calendar&rsquo;s pilot, when the &lsquo;black
+mountains&rsquo; hove in view, they changed colour and beat upon their
+breasts.&nbsp; Their camp, which was on deck in the ship&rsquo;s waist,
+resounded with complaint.&nbsp; They would be set to work, they must
+become slaves, escape was hopeless, they must live and toil and die
+in Apemama, in the tyrant&rsquo;s den.&nbsp; With this sort of talk
+they so greatly terrified their children, that one (a big hulking boy)
+must at last be torn screaming from the schooner&rsquo;s side.&nbsp;
+And their fears were wholly groundless.&nbsp; I have little doubt they
+were not suffered to be idle; but I can vouch for it that they were
+kindly and generously used.&nbsp; For, the matter of a year later, I
+was once more shipmate with these inconsistent wanderers on board the
+<i>Janet Nicoll</i>.&nbsp; Their fare was paid by Tembinok&rsquo;; they
+who had gone ashore from the <i>Equator</i> destitute, reappeared upon
+the <i>Janet</i> with new clothes, laden with mats and presents, and
+bringing with them a magazine of food, on which they lived like fighting-cocks
+throughout the voyage; I saw them at length repatriated, and I must
+say they showed more concern on quitting Apemama than delight at reaching
+home.<br>
+<br>
+We entered by the north passage (Sunday, September 1st), dodging among
+shoals.&nbsp; It was a day of fierce equatorial sunshine; but the breeze
+was strong and chill; and the mate, who conned the schooner from the
+cross-trees, returned shivering to the deck.&nbsp; The lagoon was thick
+with many-tinted wavelets; a continuous roaring of the outer sea overhung
+the anchorage; and the long, hollow crescent of palm ruffled and sparkled
+in the wind.&nbsp; Opposite our berth the beach was seen to be surmounted
+for some distance by a terrace of white coral seven or eight feet high
+and crowned in turn by the scattered and incongruous buildings of the
+palace.&nbsp; The village adjoins on the south, a cluster of high-roofed
+maniap&rsquo;s.&nbsp; And village and palace seemed deserted.<br>
+<br>
+We were scarce yet moored, however, before distant and busy figures
+appeared upon the beach, a boat was launched, and a crew pulled out
+to us bringing the king&rsquo;s ladder.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo; had once
+an accident; has feared ever since to entrust his person to the rotten
+chandlery of South Sea traders; and devised in consequence a frame of
+wood, which is brought on board a ship as soon as she appears, and remains
+lashed to her side until she leave.&nbsp; The boat&rsquo;s crew, having
+applied this engine, returned at once to shore.&nbsp; They might not
+come on board; neither might we land, or not without danger of offence;
+the king giving pratique in person.&nbsp; An interval followed, during
+which dinner was delayed for the great man - the prelude of the ladder,
+giving us some notion of his weighty body and sensible, ingenious character,
+had highly whetted our curiosity; and it was with something like excitement
+that we saw the beach and terrace suddenly blacken with attendant vassals,
+the king and party embark, the boat (a man-of-war gig) come flying towards
+us dead before the wind, and the royal coxswain lay us cleverly aboard,
+mount the ladder with a jealous diffidence, and descend heavily on deck.<br>
+<br>
+Not long ago he was overgrown with fat, obscured to view, and a burthen
+to himself.&nbsp; Captains visiting the island advised him to walk;
+and though it broke the habits of a life and the traditions of his rank,
+he practised the remedy with benefit.&nbsp; His corpulence is now portable;
+you would call him lusty rather than fat; but his gait is still dull,
+stumbling, and elephantine.&nbsp; He neither stops nor hastens, but
+goes about his business with an implacable deliberation.&nbsp; We could
+never see him and not be struck with his extraordinary natural means
+for the theatre: a beaked profile like Dante&rsquo;s in the mask, a
+mane of long black hair, the eye brilliant, imperious, and inquiring:
+for certain parts, and to one who could have used it, the face was a
+fortune.&nbsp; His voice matched it well, being shrill, powerful, and
+uncanny, with a note like a sea-bird&rsquo;s.&nbsp; Where there are
+no fashions, none to set them, few to follow them if they were set,
+and none to criticise, he dresses - as Sir Charles Grandison lived -
+&lsquo;to his own heart.&rsquo;&nbsp; Now he wears a woman&rsquo;s frock,
+now a naval uniform; now (and more usually) figures in a masquerade
+costume of his own design: trousers and a singular jacket with shirt
+tails, the cut and fit wonderful for island workmanship, the material
+always handsome, sometimes green velvet, sometimes cardinal red silk.&nbsp;
+This masquerade becomes him admirably.&nbsp; In the woman&rsquo;s frock
+he looks ominous and weird beyond belief.&nbsp; I see him now come pacing
+towards me in the cruel sun, solitary, a figure out of Hoffmann.<br>
+<br>
+A visit on board ship, such as that at which we now assisted, makes
+a chief part and by far the chief diversion of the life of Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+He is not only the sole ruler, he is the sole merchant of his triple
+kingdom, Apemama, Aranuka, and Kuria, well-planted islands.&nbsp; The
+taro goes to the chiefs, who divide as they please among their immediate
+adherents; but certain fish, turtles - which abound in Kuria, - and
+the whole produce of the coco-palm, belong exclusively to Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;A&rsquo; cobra berong me,&rsquo; observed his majesty with a
+wave of his hand; and he counts and sells it by the houseful.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;You got copra, king?&rsquo; I have heard a trader ask.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;I got two, three outches,&rsquo; his majesty replied: &lsquo;I
+think three.&rsquo;&nbsp; Hence the commercial importance of Apemama,
+the trade of three islands being centred there in a single hand; hence
+it is that so many whites have tried in vain to gain or to preserve
+a footing; hence ships are adorned, cooks have special orders, and captains
+array themselves in smiles, to greet the king.&nbsp; If he be pleased
+with his welcome and the fare he may pass days on board, and, every
+day, and sometimes every hour, will be of profit to the ship.&nbsp;
+He oscillates between the cabin, where he is entertained with strange
+meats, and the trade-room, where he enjoys the pleasures of shopping
+on a scale to match his person.&nbsp; A few obsequious attendants squat
+by the house door, awaiting his least signal.&nbsp; In the boat, which
+has been suffered to drop astern, one or two of his wives lie covered
+from the sun under mats, tossed by the short sea of the lagoon, and
+enduring agonies of heat and tedium.&nbsp; This severity is now and
+then relaxed and the wives allowed on board.&nbsp; Three or four were
+thus favoured on the day of our arrival: substantial ladies airily attired
+in <i>ridis</i>.&nbsp; Each had a share of copra, her <i>peculium</i>,
+to dispose of for herself.&nbsp; The display in the trade-room - hats,
+ribbbons, dresses, scents, tins of salmon - the pride of the eye and
+the lust of the flesh - tempted them in vain.&nbsp; They had but the
+one idea - tobacco, the island currency, tantamount to minted gold;
+returned to shore with it, burthened but rejoicing; and late into the
+night, on the royal terrace, were to be seen counting the sticks by
+lamplight in the open air.<br>
+<br>
+The king is no such economist.&nbsp; He is greedy of things new and
+foreign.&nbsp; House after house, chest after chest, in the palace precinct,
+is already crammed with clocks, musical boxes, blue spectacles, umbrellas,
+knitted waistcoats, bolts of stuff, tools, rifles, fowling-pieces, medicines,
+European foods, sewing-machines, and, what is more extraordinary, stoves:
+all that ever caught his eye, tickled his appetite, pleased him for
+its use, or puzzled him with its apparent inutility.&nbsp; And still
+his lust is unabated.&nbsp; He is possessed by the seven devils of the
+collector.&nbsp; He hears a thing spoken of, and a shadow comes on his
+face.&nbsp; &lsquo;I think I no got him,&rsquo; he will say; and the
+treasures he has seem worthless in comparison.&nbsp; If a ship be bound
+for Apemama, the merchant racks his brain to hit upon some novelty.&nbsp;
+This he leaves carelessly in the main cabin or partly conceals in his
+own berth, so that the king shall spy it for himself.&nbsp; &lsquo;How
+much you want?&rsquo; inquires Tembinok&rsquo;, passing and pointing.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;No, king; that too dear,&rsquo; returns the trader.&nbsp; &lsquo;I
+think I like him,&rsquo; says the king.&nbsp; This was a bowl of gold-fish.&nbsp;
+On another occasion it was scented soap.&nbsp; &lsquo;No, king; that
+cost too much,&rsquo; said the trader; &lsquo;too good for a Kanaka.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+&lsquo;How much you got?&nbsp; I take him all,&rsquo; replied his majesty,
+and became the lord of seventeen boxes at two dollars a cake.&nbsp;
+Or again, the merchant feigns the article is not for sale, is private
+property, an heirloom or a gift; and the trick infallibly succeeds.&nbsp;
+Thwart the king and you hold him.&nbsp; His autocratic nature rears
+at the affront of opposition.&nbsp; He accepts it for a challenge; sets
+his teeth like a hunter going at a fence; and with no mark of emotion,
+scarce even of interest, stolidly piles up the price.&nbsp; Thus, for
+our sins, he took a fancy to my wife&rsquo;s dressing-bag, a thing entirely
+useless to the man, and sadly battered by years of service.&nbsp; Early
+one forenoon he came to our house, sat down, and abruptly offered to
+purchase it.&nbsp; I told him I sold nothing, and the bag at any rate
+was a present from a friend; but he was acquainted with these pretexts
+from of old, and knew what they were worth and how to meet them.&nbsp;
+Adopting what I believe is called &lsquo;the object method,&rsquo; he
+drew out a bag of English gold, sovereigns and half-sovereigns, and
+began to lay them one by one in silence on the table; at each fresh
+piece reading our faces with a look.&nbsp; In vain I continued to protest
+I was no trader; he deigned not to reply.&nbsp; There must have been
+twenty pounds on the table, he was still going on, and irritation had
+begun to mingle with our embarrassment, when a happy idea came to our
+delivery.&nbsp; Since his majesty thought so much of the bag, we said,
+we must beg him to accept it as a present.&nbsp; It was the most surprising
+turn in Tembinok&rsquo;s experience.&nbsp; He perceived too late that
+his persistence was unmannerly; hung his head a while in silence; then,
+lifting up a sheepish countenance, &lsquo;I &lsquo;shamed,&rsquo; said
+the tyrant.&nbsp; It was the first and the last time we heard him own
+to a flaw in his behaviour.&nbsp; Half an hour after he sent us a camphor-wood
+chest worth only a few dollars - but then heaven knows what Tembinok&rsquo;
+had paid for it.<br>
+<br>
+Cunning by nature, and versed for forty years in the government of men,
+it must not be supposed that he is cheated blindly, or has resigned
+himself without resistance to be the milch-cow of the passing trader.&nbsp;
+His efforts have been even heroic.&nbsp; Like Nakaeia of Makin, he has
+owned schooners.&nbsp; More fortunate than Nakaeia, he has found captains.&nbsp;
+Ships of his have sailed as far as to the colonies.&nbsp; He has trafficked
+direct, in his own bottoms, with New Zealand.&nbsp; And even so, even
+there, the world-enveloping dishonesty of the white man prevented him;
+his profit melted, his ship returned in debt, the money for the insurance
+was embezzled, and when the <i>Coronet</i> came to be lost, he was astonished
+to find he had lost all.&nbsp; At this he dropped his weapons; owned
+he might as hopefully wrestle with the winds of heaven; and like an
+experienced sheep, submitted his fleece thenceforward to the shearers.&nbsp;
+He is the last man in the world to waste anger on the incurable; accepts
+it with cynical composure; asks no more in those he deals with than
+a certain decency of moderation; drives as good a bargain as he can;
+and when he considers he is more than usually swindled, writes it in
+his memory against the merchant&rsquo;s name.&nbsp; He once ran over
+to me a list of captains and supercargoes with whom he had done business,
+classing them under three heads: &lsquo;He cheat a litty&rsquo; - &lsquo;He
+cheat plenty&rsquo; - and &lsquo;I think he cheat too much.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+For the first two classes he expressed perfect toleration; sometimes,
+but not always, for the third.&nbsp; I was present when a certain merchant
+was turned about his business, and was the means (having a considerable
+influence ever since the bag) of patching up the dispute.&nbsp; Even
+on the day of our arrival there was like to have been a hitch with Captain
+Reid: the ground of which is perhaps worth recital.&nbsp; Among goods
+exported specially for Tembinok&rsquo; there is a beverage known (and
+labelled) as Hennessy&rsquo;s brandy.&nbsp; It is neither Hennessy,
+nor even brandy; is about the colour of sherry, but is not sherry; tastes
+of kirsch, and yet neither is it kirsch.&nbsp; The king, at least, has
+grown used to this amazing brand, and rather prides himself upon the
+taste; and any substitution is a double offence, being at once to cheat
+him and to cast a doubt upon his palate.&nbsp; A similar weakness is
+to be observed in all connoisseurs.&nbsp; Now the last case sold by
+the <i>Equator</i> was found to contain a different and I would fondly
+fancy a superior distillation; and the conversation opened very black
+for Captain Reid.&nbsp; But Tembinok&rsquo; is a moderate man.&nbsp;
+He was reminded and admitted that all men were liable to error, even
+himself; accepted the principle that a fault handsomely acknowledged
+should be condoned; and wound the matter up with this proposal: &lsquo;Tuppoti
+I mi&rsquo;take, you &lsquo;peakee me.&nbsp; Tuppoti you mi&rsquo;take,
+I &lsquo;peakee you.&nbsp; Mo&rsquo; betta.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+After dinner and supper in the cabin, a glass or two of &lsquo;Hennetti&rsquo;
+- the genuine article this time, with the kirsch bouquet, - and five
+hours&rsquo; lounging on the trade-room counter, royalty embarked for
+home.&nbsp; Three tacks grounded the boat before the palace; the wives
+were carried ashore on the backs of vassals; Tembinok&rsquo; stepped
+on a railed platform like a steamer&rsquo;s gangway, and was borne shoulder
+high through the shallows, up the beach, and by an inclined plane, paved
+with pebbles, to the glaring terrace where he dwells.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER II - THE KING OF APEMAMA: FOUNDATION OF EQUATOR TOWN<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Our first sight of Tembinok&rsquo; was a matter of concern, almost alarm,
+to my whole party.&nbsp; We had a favour to seek; we must approach in
+the proper courtly attitude of a suitor; and must either please him
+or fail in the main purpose of our voyage.&nbsp; It was our wish to
+land and live in Apemama, and see more near at hand the odd character
+of the man and the odd (or rather ancient) condition of his island.&nbsp;
+In all other isles of the South Seas a white man may land with his chest,
+and set up house for a lifetime, if he choose, and if he have the money
+or the trade; no hindrance is conceivable.&nbsp; But Apemama is a close
+island, lying there in the sea with closed doors; the king himself,
+like a vigilant officer, ready at the wicket to scrutinise and reject
+intrenching visitors.&nbsp; Hence the attraction of our enterprise;
+not merely because it was a little difficult, but because this social
+quarantine, a curiosity in itself, has been the preservative of others.<br>
+<br>
+Tembinok&rsquo;, like most tyrants, is a conservative; like many conservatives,
+he eagerly welcomes new ideas, and, except in the field of politics,
+leans to practical reform.&nbsp; When the missionaries came, professing
+a knowledge of the truth, he readily received them; attended their worship,
+acquired the accomplishment of public prayer, and made himself a student
+at their feet.&nbsp; It is thus - it is by the cultivation of similar
+passing chances - that he has learned to read, to write, to cipher,
+and to speak his queer, personal English, so different from ordinary
+&lsquo;Beach de Mar,&rsquo; so much more obscure, expressive, and condensed.&nbsp;
+His education attended to, he found time to become critical of the new
+inmates.&nbsp; Like Nakaeia of Makin, he is an admirer of silence in
+the island; broods over it like a great ear; has spies who report daily;
+and had rather his subjects sang than talked.&nbsp; The service, and
+in particular the sermon, were thus sure to become offences: &lsquo;Here,
+in my island, <i>I</i> &lsquo;peak,&rsquo; he once observed to me.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;My chieps no &lsquo;peak - do what I talk.&rsquo;&nbsp; He looked
+at the missionary, and what did he see?&nbsp; &lsquo;See Kanaka &lsquo;peak
+in a big outch!&rsquo; he cried, with a strong ring of sarcasm.&nbsp;
+Yet he endured the subversive spectacle, and might even have continued
+to endure it, had not a fresh point arisen.&nbsp; He looked again, to
+employ his own figure; and the Kanaka was no longer speaking, he was
+doing worse - he was building a copra-house.&nbsp; The king was touched
+in his chief interests; revenue and prerogative were threatened.&nbsp;
+He considered besides (and some think with him) that trade is incompatible
+with the missionary claims.&nbsp; &lsquo;Tuppoti mitonary think &ldquo;good
+man&rdquo;: very good.&nbsp; Tuppoti he think &ldquo;cobra&rdquo;: no
+good.&nbsp; I send him away ship.&rsquo;&nbsp; Such was his abrupt history
+of the evangelist in Apemama.<br>
+<br>
+Similar deportations are common: &lsquo;I send him away ship&rsquo;
+is the epitaph of not a few, his majesty paying the exile&rsquo;s fare
+to the next place of call.&nbsp; For instance, being passionately fond
+of European food, he has several times added to his household a white
+cook, and one after another these have been deported.&nbsp; They, on
+their side, swear they were not paid their wages; he, on his, that they
+robbed and swindled him beyond endurance: both perhaps justly.&nbsp;
+A more important case was that of an agent, despatched (as I heard the
+story) by a firm of merchants to worm his way into the king&rsquo;s
+good graces, become, if possible, premier, and handle the copra in the
+interest of his employers.&nbsp; He obtained authority to land, practised
+his fascinations, was patiently listened to by Tembinok&rsquo;, supposed
+himself on the highway to success; and behold! when the next ship touched
+at Apemama, the would-be premier was flung into a boat - had on board
+- his fare paid, and so good-bye.&nbsp; But it is needless to multiply
+examples; the proof of the pudding is in the eating.&nbsp; When we came
+to Apemama, of so many white men who have scrambled for a place in that
+rich market, one remained - a silent, sober, solitary, niggardly recluse,
+of whom the king remarks, &lsquo;I think he good; he no &lsquo;peak.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+I was warned at the outset we might very well fail in our design: yet
+never dreamed of what proved to be the fact, that we should be left
+four-and-twenty hours in suspense and come within an ace of ultimate
+rejection.&nbsp; Captain Reid had primed himself; no sooner was the
+king on board, and the Hennetti question amicably settled, than he proceeded
+to express my request and give an abstract of my claims and virtues.&nbsp;
+The gammon about Queen Victoria&rsquo;s son might do for Butaritari;
+it was out of the question here; and I now figured as &lsquo;one of
+the Old Men of England,&rsquo; a person of deep knowledge, come expressly
+to visit Tembinok&rsquo;s dominion, and eager to report upon it to the
+no less eager Queen Victoria.&nbsp; The king made no shadow of an answer,
+and presently began upon a different subject.&nbsp; We might have thought
+that he had not heard, or not understood; only that we found ourselves
+the subject of a constant study.&nbsp; As we sat at meals, he took us
+in series and fixed upon each, for near a minute at a time, the same
+hard and thoughtful stare.&nbsp; As he thus looked he seemed to forget
+himself, the subject and the company, and to become absorbed in the
+process of his thought; the look was wholly impersonal; I have seen
+the same in the eyes of portrait-painters.&nbsp; The counts upon which
+whites have been deported are mainly four: cheating Tembinok&rsquo;,
+meddling overmuch with copra, which is the source of his wealth, and
+one of the sinews of his power, <i>&lsquo;peaking</i>, and political
+intrigue.&nbsp; I felt guiltless upon all; but how to show it?&nbsp;
+I would not have taken copra in a gift: how to express that quality
+by my dinner-table bearing?&nbsp; The rest of the party shared my innocence
+and my embarrassment.&nbsp; They shared also in my mortification when
+after two whole meal-times and the odd moments of an afternoon devoted
+to this reconnoitring, Tembinok&rsquo; took his leave in silence.&nbsp;
+Next morning, the same undisguised study, the same silence, was resumed;
+and the second day had come to its maturity before I was informed abruptly
+that I had stood the ordeal.&nbsp; &lsquo;I look your eye.&nbsp; You
+good man.&nbsp; You no lie,&rsquo; said the king: a doubtful compliment
+to a writer of romance.&nbsp; Later he explained he did not quite judge
+by the eye only, but the mouth as well.&nbsp; &lsquo;Tuppoti I see man,&rsquo;
+he explained.&nbsp; &lsquo;I no tavvy good man, bad man.&nbsp; I look
+eye, look mouth.&nbsp; Then I tavvy.&nbsp; Look <i>eye</i>, look mouth,&rsquo;
+he repeated.&nbsp; And indeed in our case the mouth had the most to
+do with it, and it was by our talk that we gained admission to the island;
+the king promising himself (and I believe really amassing) a vast amount
+of useful knowledge ere we left.<br>
+<br>
+The terms of our admission were as follows: We were to choose a site,
+and the king should there build us a town.&nbsp; His people should work
+for us, but the king only was to give them orders.&nbsp; One of his
+cooks should come daily to help mine, and to learn of him.&nbsp; In
+case our stores ran out, he would supply us, and be repaid on the return
+of the <i>Equator</i>.&nbsp; On the other hand, he was to come to meals
+with us when so inclined; when he stayed at home, a dish was to be sent
+him from our table; and I solemnly engaged to give his subjects no liquor
+or money (both of which they are forbidden to possess) and no tobacco,
+which they were to receive only from the royal hand.&nbsp; I think I
+remember to have protested against the stringency of this last article;
+at least, it was relaxed, and when a man worked for me I was allowed
+to give him a pipe of tobacco on the premises, but none to take away.<br>
+<br>
+The site of Equator City - we named our city for the schooner - was
+soon chosen.&nbsp; The immediate shores of the lagoon are windy and
+blinding; Tembinok&rsquo; himself is glad to grope blue-spectacled on
+his terrace; and we fled the neighbourhood of the red <i>conjunctiva</i>,
+the suppurating eyeball, and the beggar who pursues and beseeches the
+passing foreigner for eye wash.&nbsp; Behind the town the country is
+diversified; here open, sandy, uneven, and dotted with dwarfish palms;
+here cut up with taro trenches, deep and shallow, and, according to
+the growth of the plants, presenting now the appearance of a sandy tannery,
+now of an alleyed and green garden.&nbsp; A path leads towards the sea,
+mounting abruptly to the main level of the island - twenty or even thirty
+feet, although Findlay gives five; and just hard by the top of the rise,
+where the coco-palms begin to be well grown, we found a grove of pandanus,
+and a piece of soil pleasantly covered with green underbush.&nbsp; A
+well was not far off under a rustic well-house; nearer still, in a sandy
+cup of the land, a pond where we might wash our clothes.&nbsp; The place
+was out of the wind, out of the sun, and out of sight of the village.&nbsp;
+It was shown to the king, and the town promised for the morrow.<br>
+<br>
+The morrow came, Mr. Osbourne landed, found nothing done, and carried
+his complaint to Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp; He heard it, rose, called for
+a Winchester, stepped without the royal palisade, and fired two shots
+in the air.&nbsp; A shot in the air is the first Apemama warning; it
+has the force of a proclamation in more loquacious countries; and his
+majesty remarked agreeably that it would make his labourers &lsquo;mo&rsquo;
+bright.&rsquo;&nbsp; In less than thirty minutes, accordingly, the men
+had mustered, the work was begun, and we were told that we might bring
+our baggage when we pleased.<br>
+<br>
+It was two in the afternoon ere the first boat was beached, and the
+long procession of chests and crates and sacks began to straggle through
+the sandy desert towards Equator Town.&nbsp; The grove of pandanus was
+practically a thing of the past.&nbsp; Fire surrounded and smoke rose
+in the green underbush.&nbsp; In a wide circuit the axes were still
+crashing.&nbsp; Those very advantages for which the place was chosen,
+it had been the king&rsquo;s first idea to abolish; and in the midst
+of this devastation there stood already a good-sized maniap&rsquo; and
+a small closed house.&nbsp; A mat was spread near by for Tembinok&rsquo;;
+here he sat superintending, in cardinal red, a pith helmet on his head,
+a meerschaum pipe in his mouth, a wife stretched at his back with custody
+of the matches and tobacco.&nbsp; Twenty or thirty feet in front of
+him the bulk of the workers squatted on the ground; some of the bush
+here survived and in this the commons sat nearly to their shoulders,
+and presented only an arc of brown faces, black heads, and attentive
+eyes fixed on his majesty.&nbsp; Long pauses reigned, during which the
+subjects stared and the king smoked.&nbsp; Then Tembinok&rsquo; would
+raise his voice and speak shrilly and briefly.&nbsp; There was never
+a response in words; but if the speech were jesting, there came by way
+of answer discreet, obsequious laughter - such laughter as we hear in
+schoolrooms; and if it were practical, the sudden uprising and departure
+of the squad.&nbsp; Twice they so disappeared, and returned with further
+elements of the city: a second house and a second maniap&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+It was singular to spy, far off through the coco stems, the silent oncoming
+of the maniap&rsquo;, at first (it seemed) swimming spontaneously in
+the air - but on a nearer view betraying under the eaves many score
+of moving naked legs.&nbsp; In all the affair servile obedience was
+no less remarkable than servile deliberation.&nbsp; The gang had here
+mustered by the note of a deadly weapon; the man who looked on was the
+unquestioned master of their lives; and except for civility, they bestirred
+themselves like so many American hotel clerks.&nbsp; The spectator was
+aware of an unobtrusive yet invincible inertia, at which the skipper
+of a trading dandy might have torn his hair.<br>
+<br>
+Yet the work was accomplished.&nbsp; By dusk, when his majesty withdrew,
+the town was founded and complete, a new and ruder Amphion having called
+it from nothing with three cracks of a rifle.&nbsp; And the next morning
+the same conjurer obliged us with a further miracle: a mystic rampart
+fencing us, so that the path which ran by our doors became suddenly
+impassable, the inhabitants who had business across the isle must fetch
+a wide circuit, and we sat in the midst in a transparent privacy, seeing,
+seen, but unapproachable, like bees in a glass hive.&nbsp; The outward
+and visible sign of this glamour was no more than a few ragged coco-leaf
+garlands round the stems of the outlying palms; but its significance
+reposed on the tremendous sanction of the tapu and the guns of Tembinok&rsquo;.<br>
+<br>
+We made our first meal that night in the improvised city, where we were
+to stay two months, and which - so soon as we had done with it - was
+to vanish in a day as it appeared, its elements returning whence they
+came, the tapu raised, the traffic on the path resumed, the sun and
+the moon peering in vain between the palm-trees for the bygone work,
+the wind blowing over an empty site.&nbsp; Yet the place, which is now
+only an episode in some memories, seemed to have been built, and to
+be destined to endure, for years.&nbsp; It was a busy hamlet.&nbsp;
+One of the maniap&rsquo;s we made our dining-room, one the kitchen.&nbsp;
+The houses we reserved for sleeping.&nbsp; They were on the admirable
+Apemama plan: out and away the best house in the South Seas; standing
+some three feet above the ground on posts; the sides of woven flaps,
+which can be raised to admit light and air, or lowered to shut out the
+wind and the rain: airy, healthy, clean, and watertight.&nbsp; We had
+a hen of a remarkable kind: almost unique in my experience, being a
+hen that occasionally laid eggs.&nbsp; Not far off, Mrs. Stevenson tended
+a garden of salad and shalots.&nbsp; The salad was devoured by the hen
+- which was her bane.&nbsp; The shalots were served out a leaf at a
+time, and welcomed and relished like peaches.&nbsp; Toddy and green
+cocoa-nuts were brought us daily.&nbsp; We once had a present of fish
+from the king, and once of a turtle.&nbsp; Sometimes we shot so-called
+plover along on the shore, sometimes wild chicken in the bush.&nbsp;
+The rest of our diet was from tins.<br>
+<br>
+Our occupations were very various.&nbsp; While some of the party would
+be away sketching, Mr. Osbourne and I hammered away at a novel.&nbsp;
+We read Gibbon and Carlyle aloud; we blew on flageolets, we strummed
+on guitars; we took photographs by the light of the sun, the moon, and
+flash-powder; sometimes we played cards.&nbsp; Pot-hunting engaged a
+part of our leisure.&nbsp; I have myself passed afternoons in the exciting
+but innocuous pursuit of winged animals with a revolver; and it was
+fortunate there were better shots of the party, and fortunate the king
+could lend us a more suitable weapon, in the form of an excellent fowling-piece,
+or our spare diet had been sparer still.<br>
+<br>
+Night was the time to see our city, after the moon was up, after the
+lamps were lighted, and so long as the fire sparkled in the cook-house.&nbsp;
+We suffered from a plague of flies and mosquitoes, comparable to that
+of Egypt; our dinner-table (lent, like all our furniture, by the king)
+must be enclosed in a tent of netting, our citadel and refuge; and this
+became all luminous, and bulged and beaconed under the eaves, like the
+globe of some monstrous lamp under the margin of its shade.&nbsp; Our
+cabins, the sides being propped at a variety of inclinations, spelled
+out strange, angular patterns of brightness.&nbsp; In his roofed and
+open kitchen, Ah Fu was to be seen by lamp and firelight, dabbling among
+pots.&nbsp; Over all, there fell in the season an extraordinary splendour
+of mellow moonshine.&nbsp; The sand sparkled as with the dust of diamonds;
+the stars had vanished.&nbsp; At intervals, a dusky night-bird, slow
+and low flying, passed in the colonnade of the tree stems and uttered
+a hoarse croaking cry.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER III - THE KING OF APEMAMA: THE PALACE OF MANY WOMEN<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The palace, or rather the ground which it includes, is several acres
+in extent.&nbsp; A terrace encloses it toward the lagoon; on the side
+of the land, a palisade with several gates.&nbsp; These are scarce intended
+for defence; a man, if he were strong, might easily pluck down the palisade;
+he need not be specially active to leap from the beach upon the terrace.&nbsp;
+There is no parade of guards, soldiers, or weapons; the armoury is under
+lock and key; and the only sentinels are certain inconspicuous old women
+lurking day and night before the gates.&nbsp; By day, these crones were
+often engaged in boiling syrup or the like household occupation; by
+night, they lay ambushed in the shadow or crouched along the palisade,
+filling the office of eunuchs to this harem, sole guards upon a tyrant
+life.<br>
+<br>
+Female wardens made a fit outpost for this palace of many women.&nbsp;
+Of the number of the king&rsquo;s wives I have no guess; and but a loose
+idea of their function.&nbsp; He himself displayed embarrassment when
+they were referred to as his wives, called them himself &lsquo;my pamily,&rsquo;
+and explained they were his &lsquo;cutcheons&rsquo; - cousins.&nbsp;
+We distinguished four of the crowd: the king&rsquo;s mother; his sister,
+a grave, trenchant woman, with much of her brother&rsquo;s intelligence;
+the queen proper, to whom (and to whom alone) my wife was formally presented;
+and the favourite of the hour, a pretty, graceful girl, who sat with
+the king daily, and once (when he shed tears) consoled him with caresses.&nbsp;
+I am assured that even with her his relations are platonic.&nbsp; In
+the background figured a multitude of ladies, the lean, the plump, and
+the elephantine, some in sacque frocks, some in the hairbreadth <i>ridi</i>;
+high-born and low, slave and mistress; from the queen to the scullion,
+from the favourite to the scraggy sentries at the palisade.&nbsp; Not
+all of these of course are of &lsquo;my pamily,&rsquo; - many are mere
+attendants; yet a surprising number shared the responsibility of the
+king&rsquo;s trust.&nbsp; These were key-bearers, treasurers, wardens
+of the armoury, the napery, and the stores.&nbsp; Each knew and did
+her part to admiration.&nbsp; Should anything be required - a particular
+gun, perhaps, or a particular bolt of stuff, - the right queen was summoned;
+she came bringing the right chest, opened it in the king&rsquo;s presence,
+and displayed her charge in perfect preservation - the gun cleaned and
+oiled, the goods duly folded.&nbsp; Without delay or haste, and with
+the minimum of speech, the whole great establishment turned on wheels
+like a machine.&nbsp; Nowhere have I seen order more complete and pervasive.&nbsp;
+And yet I was always reminded of Norse tales of trolls and ogres who
+kept their hearts buried in the ground for the mere safety, and must
+confide the secret to their wives.&nbsp; For these weapons are the life
+of Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp; He does not aim at popularity; but drives
+and braves his subjects, with a simplicity of domination which it is
+impossible not to admire, hard not to sympathise with.&nbsp; Should
+one out of so many prove faithless, should the armoury be secretly unlocked,
+should the crones have dozed by the palisade and the weapons find their
+way unseen into the village, revolution would be nearly certain, death
+the most probable result, and the spirit of the tyrant of Apemama flit
+to rejoin his predecessors of Mariki and Tapituea.&nbsp; Yet those whom
+he so trusts are all women, and all rivals.<br>
+<br>
+There is indeed a ministry and staff of males: cook, steward, carpenter,
+and supercargoes: the hierarchy of a schooner.&nbsp; The spies, &lsquo;his
+majesty&rsquo;s daily papers,&rsquo; as we called them, come every morning
+to report, and go again.&nbsp; The cook and steward are concerned with
+the table only.&nbsp; The supercargoes, whose business it is to keep
+tally of the copra at three pounds a month and a percentage, are rarely
+in the palace; and two at least are in the other islands.&nbsp; The
+carpenter, indeed, shrewd and jolly old Rubam - query, Reuben? - promoted
+on my last visit to the greater dignity of governor, is daily present,
+altering, extending, embellishing, pursuing the endless series of the
+king&rsquo;s inventions; and his majesty will sometimes pass an afternoon
+watching and talking with Rubam at his work.&nbsp; But the males are
+still outsiders; none seems to be armed, none is entrusted with a key;
+by dusk they are all usually departed from the palace; and the weight
+of the monarchy and of the monarch&rsquo;s life reposes unshared on
+the women.<br>
+<br>
+Here is a household unlike, indeed, to one of ours; more unlike still
+to the Oriental harem: that of an elderly childless man, his days menaced,
+dwelling alone amid a bevy of women of all ages, ranks, and relationships,
+- the mother, the sister, the cousin, the legitimate wife, the concubine,
+the favourite, the eldest born, and she of yesterday; he, in their midst,
+the only master, the only male, the sole dispenser of honours, clothes,
+and luxuries, the sole mark of multitudinous ambitions and desires.&nbsp;
+I doubt if you could find a man in Europe so bold as to attempt this
+piece of tact and government.&nbsp; And seemingly Tembinok&rsquo; himself
+had trouble in the beginning.&nbsp; I hear of him shooting at a wife
+for some levity on board a schooner.&nbsp; Another, on some more serious
+offence, he slew outright; he exposed her body in an open box, and (to
+make the warning more memorable) suffered it to putrefy before the palace
+gate.&nbsp; Doubtless his growing years have come to his assistance;
+for upon so large a scale it is more easy to play the father than the
+husband.&nbsp; And to-day, at least to the eye of a stranger, all seems
+to go smoothly, and the wives to be proud of their trust, proud of their
+rank, and proud of their cunning lord.<br>
+<br>
+I conceived they made rather a hero of the man.&nbsp; A popular master
+in a girls&rsquo; school might, perhaps, offer a figure of his preponderating
+station.&nbsp; But then the master does not eat, sleep, live, and wash
+his dirty linen in the midst of his admirers; he escapes, he has a room
+of his own, he leads a private life; if he had nothing else, he has
+the holidays, and the more unhappy Tembinok&rsquo; is always on the
+stage and on the stretch.<br>
+<br>
+In all my coming and going, I never heard him speak harshly or express
+the least displeasure.&nbsp; An extreme, rather heavy, benignity - the
+benignity of one sure to be obeyed - marked his demeanour; so that I
+was at times reminded of Samual Richardson in his circle of admiring
+women.&nbsp; The wives spoke up and seemed to volunteer opinions, like
+our wives at home - or, say, like doting but respectable aunts.&nbsp;
+Altogether, I conclude that he rules his seraglio much more by art than
+terror; and those who give a different account (and who have none of
+them enjoyed my opportunities of observation) perhaps failed to distinguish
+between degrees of rank, between &lsquo;my pamily&rsquo; and the hangers-on,
+laundresses, and prostitutes.<br>
+<br>
+A notable feature is the evening game of cards when lamps are set forth
+upon the terrace, and &lsquo;I and my pamily&rsquo; play for tobacco
+by the hour.&nbsp; It is highly characteristic of Tembinok&rsquo; that
+he must invent a game for himself; highly characteristic of his worshipping
+household that they should swear by the absurd invention.&nbsp; It is
+founded on poker, played with the honours out of many packs, and inconceivably
+dreary.&nbsp; But I have a passion for all games, studied it, and am
+supposed to be the only white who ever fairly grasped its principle:
+a fact for which the wives (with whom I was not otherwise popular) admired
+me with acclamation.&nbsp; It was impossible to be deceived; this was
+a genuine feeling: they were proud of their private game, had been cut
+to the quick by the want of interest shown in it by others, and expanded
+under the flattery of my attention.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo; puts up a
+double stake, and receives in return two hands to choose from: a shallow
+artifice which the wives (in all these years) have not yet fathomed.&nbsp;
+He himself, when talking with me privately, made not the least secret
+that he was secure of winning; and it was thus he explained his recent
+liberality on board the <i>Equator</i>.&nbsp; He let the wives buy their
+own tobacco, which pleased them at the moment.&nbsp; He won it back
+at cards, which made him once more, and without fresh expense, that
+which he ought to be, - the sole fount of all indulgences.&nbsp; And
+he summed the matter up in that phrase with which he almost always concludes
+any account of his policy: &lsquo;Mo&rsquo; betta.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+The palace compound is laid with broken coral, excruciating to the eyes
+and the bare feet, but exquisitely raked and weeded.&nbsp; A score or
+more of buildings lie in a sort of street along the palisade and scattered
+on the margin of the terrace; dwelling-houses for the wives and the
+attendants, storehouses for the king&rsquo;s curios and treasures, spacious
+maniap&rsquo;s for feast or council, some on pillars of wood, some on
+piers of masonry.&nbsp; One was still in hand, a new invention, the
+king&rsquo;s latest born: a European frame-house built for coolness
+inside a lofty maniap&rsquo;: its roof planked like a ship&rsquo;s deck
+to be a raised, shady, and yet private promenade.&nbsp; It was here
+the king spent hours with Rubam; here I would sometimes join them; the
+place had a most singular appearance; and I must say I was greatly taken
+with the fancy, and joined with relish in the counsels of the architects.<br>
+<br>
+Suppose we had business with his majesty by day: we strolled over the
+sand and by the dwarfish palms, exchanged a &lsquo;<i>K&otilde;namaori</i>&rsquo;
+with the crone on duty, and entered the compound.&nbsp; The wide sheet
+of coral glared before us deserted; all having stowed themselves in
+dark canvas from the excess of room.&nbsp; I have gone to and fro in
+that labyrinth of a place, seeking the king; and the only breathing
+creature I could find was when I peered under the eaves of a maniap&rsquo;,
+and saw the brawny body of one of the wives stretched on the floor,
+a naked Amazon plunged in noiseless slumber.&nbsp; If it were still
+the hour of the &lsquo;morning papers&rsquo; the quest would be more
+easy, the half-dozen obsequious, sly dogs squatting on the ground outside
+a house, crammed as far as possible in its narrow shadow, and turning
+to the king a row of leering faces.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo; would be within,
+the flaps of the cabin raised, the trade blowing through, hearing their
+report.&nbsp; Like journalists nearer home, when the day&rsquo;s news
+were scanty, these would make the more of it in words; and I have known
+one to fill up a barren morning with an imaginary conversation of two
+dogs.&nbsp; Sometimes the king deigns to laugh, sometimes to question
+or jest with them, his voice sounding shrilly from the cabin.&nbsp;
+By his side he may have the heir-apparent, Paul, his nephew and adopted
+son, six years old, stark naked, and a model of young human beauty.&nbsp;
+And there will always be the favourite and perhaps two other wives awake;
+four more lying supine under mats and whelmed in slumber.&nbsp; Or perhaps
+we came later, fell on a more private hour, and found Tembinok&rsquo;
+retired in the house with the favourite, an earthenware spittoon, a
+leaden inkpot, and a commercial ledger.&nbsp; In the last, lying on
+his belly, he writes from day to day the uneventful history of his reign;
+and when thus employed he betrayed a touch of fretfulness on interruption
+with which I was well able to sympathise.&nbsp; The royal annalist once
+read me a page or so, translating as he went; but the passage being
+genealogical, and the author boggling extremely in his version, I own
+I have been sometimes better entertained.&nbsp; Nor does he confine
+himself to prose, but touches the lyre, too, in his leisure moments,
+and passes for the chief bard of his kingdom, as he is its sole public
+character, leading architect, and only merchant.<br>
+<br>
+His competence, however, does not reach to music; and his verses, when
+they are ready, are taught to a professional musician, who sets them
+and instructs the chorus.&nbsp; Asked what his songs were about, Tembinok&rsquo;
+replied, &lsquo;Sweethearts and trees and the sea.&nbsp; Not all the
+same true, all the same lie.&rsquo;&nbsp; For a condensed view of lyrical
+poetry (except that he seems to have forgot the stars and flowers) this
+would be hard to mend.&nbsp; These multifarious occupations bespeak
+(in a native and an absolute prince) unusual activity of mind.<br>
+<br>
+The palace court at noon is a spot to be remembered with awe, the visitor
+scrambling there, on the loose stones, through a splendid nightmare
+of light and heat; but the sweep of the wind delivers it from flies
+and mosquitoes; and with the set of sun it became heavenly.&nbsp; I
+remember it best on moonless nights.&nbsp; The air was like a bath of
+milk.&nbsp; Countless shining stars were overhead, the lagoon paved
+with them.&nbsp; Herds of wives squatted by companies on the gravel,
+softly chatting.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo; would doff his jacket, and sit
+bare and silent, perhaps meditating songs; the favourite usually by
+him, silent also.&nbsp; Meanwhile in the midst of the court, the palace
+lanterns were being lit and marshalled in rank upon the ground - six
+or eight square yards of them; a sight that gave one strange ideas of
+the number of &lsquo;my pamily&rsquo;: such a sight as may be seen about
+dusk in a corner of some great terminus at home.&nbsp; Presently these
+fared off into all corners of the precinct, lighting the last labours
+of the day, lighting one after another to their rest that prodigious
+company of women.&nbsp; A few lingered in the middle of the court for
+the card-party, and saw the honours shuffled and dealt, and Tembinok&rsquo;
+deliberating between his two; hands, and the queens losing their tobacco.&nbsp;
+Then these also were scattered and extinguished; and their place was
+taken by a great bonfire, the night-light of the palace.&nbsp; When
+this was no more, smaller fires burned likewise at the gates.&nbsp;
+These were tended by the crones, unseen, unsleeping - not always unheard.&nbsp;
+Should any approach in the dark hours, a guarded alert made the circuit
+of the palisade; each sentry signalled her neighbour with a stone; the
+rattle of falling pebbles passed and died away; and the wardens of Tembinok&rsquo;
+crouched in their places silent as before.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER IV - THE KING OF APEMAMA: EQUATOR TOWN AND THE PALACE<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Five persons were detailed to wait upon us.&nbsp; Uncle Parker, who
+brought us toddy and green nuts, was an elderly, almost an old man,
+with the spirits, the industry, and the morals of a boy of ten.&nbsp;
+His face was ancient, droll, and diabolical, the skin stretched over
+taut sinews, like a sail on the guide-rope; and he smiled with every
+muscle of his head.&nbsp; His nuts must be counted every day, or he
+would deceive us in the tale; they must be daily examined, or some would
+prove to be unhusked; nothing but the king&rsquo;s name, and scarcely
+that, would hold him to his duty.&nbsp; After his toils were over he
+was given a pipe, matches, and tobacco, and sat on the floor in the
+maniap&rsquo; to smoke.&nbsp; He would not seem to move from his position,
+and yet every day, when the things fell to be returned the plug had
+disappeared; he had found the means to conceal it in the roof, whence
+he could radiantly produce it on the morrow.&nbsp; Although this piece
+of legerdemain was performed regularly before three or four pairs of
+eyes, we could never catch him in the fact; although we searched after
+he was gone, we could never find the tobacco.&nbsp; Such were the diversions
+of Uncle Parker, a man nearing sixty.&nbsp; But he was punished according
+unto his deeds: Mrs. Stevenson took a fancy to paint him, and the sufferings
+of the sitter were beyond description.<br>
+<br>
+Three lasses came from the palace to do our washing and racket with
+Ah Fu.&nbsp; They were of the lowest class, hangers-on kept for the
+convenience of merchant skippers, probably low-born, perhaps out-islanders,
+with little refinement whether of manner or appearance, but likely and
+jolly enough wenches in their way.&nbsp; We called one <i>Guttersnipe</i>,
+for you may find her image in the slums of any city; the same lean,
+dark-eyed, eager, vulgar face, the same sudden, hoarse guffaws, the
+same forward and yet anxious manner, as with a tail of an eye on the
+policeman: only the policeman here was a live king, and his truncheon
+a rifle.&nbsp; I doubt if you could find anywhere out of the islands,
+or often there, the parallel of <i>Fatty</i>, a mountain of a girl,
+who must have weighed near as many stones as she counted summers, could
+have given a good account of a life-guardsman, had the face of a baby,
+and applied her vast mechanical forces almost exclusively to play.&nbsp;
+But they were all three of the same merry spirit.&nbsp; Our washing
+was conducted in a game of romps; and they fled and pursued, and splashed,
+and pelted, and rolled each other in the sand, and kept up a continuous
+noise of cries and laughter like holiday children.&nbsp; Indeed, and
+however strange their own function in that austere establishment, were
+they not escaped for the day from the largest and strictest Ladies&rsquo;
+School in the South Seas?<br>
+<br>
+Our fifth attendant was no less a person than the royal cook.&nbsp;
+He was strikingly handsome both in face and body, lazy as a slave, and
+insolent as a butcher&rsquo;s boy.&nbsp; He slept and smoked on our
+premises in various graceful attitudes; but so far from helping Ah Fu,
+he was not at the pains to watch him.&nbsp; It may be said of him that
+he came to learn, and remained to teach; and his lessons were at times
+difficult to stomach.&nbsp; For example, he was sent to fill a bucket
+from the well.&nbsp; About half-way he found my wife watering her onions,
+changed buckets with her, and leaving her the empty, returned to the
+kitchen with the full.&nbsp; On another occasion he was given a dish
+of dumplings for the king, was told they must be eaten hot, and that
+he should carry them as fast as possible.&nbsp; The wretch set off at
+the rate of about a mile in the hour, head in air, toes turned out.&nbsp;
+My patience, after a month of trial, failed me at the sight.&nbsp; I
+pursued, caught him by his two big shoulders, and thrusting him before
+me, ran with him down the hill, over the sands, and through the applauding
+village, to the Speak House, where the king was then holding a pow-wow.&nbsp;
+He had the impudence to pretend he was internally injured by my violence,
+and to profess serious apprehensions for his life.<br>
+<br>
+All this we endured; for the ways of Tembinok&rsquo; are summary, and
+I was not yet ripe to take a hand in the man&rsquo;s death.&nbsp; But
+in the meanwhile, here was my unfortunate China boy slaving for the
+pair, and presently he fell sick.&nbsp; I was now in the position of
+Cimondain Lantenac, and indeed all the characters in <i>Quatre-Vingt-Treize</i>:
+to continue to spare the guilty, I must sacrifice the innocent.&nbsp;
+I took the usual course and tried to save both, with the usual consequence
+of failure.&nbsp; Well rehearsed, I went down to the palace, found the
+king alone, and obliged him with a vast amount of rigmarole.&nbsp; The
+cook was too old to learn: I feared he was not making progress; how
+if we had a boy instead? - boys were more teachable.&nbsp; It was all
+in vain; the king pierced through my disguises to the root of the fact;
+saw that the cook had desperately misbehaved; and sat a while glooming.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;I think he tavvy too much,&rsquo; he said at last, with grim
+concision; and immediately turned the talk to other subjects.&nbsp;
+The same day another high officer, the steward, appeared in the cook&rsquo;s
+place, and, I am bound to say, proved civil and industrious.<br>
+<br>
+As soon as I left, it seems the king called for a Winchester and strolled
+outside the palisade, awaiting the defaulter.&nbsp; That day Tembinok&rsquo;
+wore the woman&rsquo;s frock; as like as not, his make-up was completed
+by a pith helmet and blue spectacles.&nbsp; Conceive the glaring stretch
+of sandhills, the dwarf palms with their noon-day shadows, the line
+of the palisade, the crone sentries (each by a small clear fire) cooking
+syrup on their posts - and this chimaera waiting with his deadly engine.&nbsp;
+To him, enter at last the cook, strolling down the sandhill from Equator
+Town, listless, vain and graceful; with no thought of alarm.&nbsp; As
+soon as he was well within range, the travestied monarch fired the six
+shots over his head, at his feet, and on either hand of him: the second
+Apemama warning, startling in itself, fatal in significance, for the
+next time his majesty will aim to hit.&nbsp; I am told the king is a
+crack shot; that when he aims to kill, the grave may be got ready; and
+when he aims to miss, misses by so near a margin that the culprit tastes
+six times the bitterness of death.&nbsp; The effect upon the cook I
+had an opportunity of seeing for myself.&nbsp; My wife and I were returning
+from the sea-side of the island, when we spied one coming to meet us
+at a very quick, disordered pace, between a walk and a run.&nbsp; As
+we drew nearer we saw it was the cook, beside himself with some emotion,
+his usual warm, mulatto colour declined into a bluish pallor.&nbsp;
+He passed us without word or gesture, staring on us with the face of
+a Satan, and plunged on across the wood for the unpeopled quarter of
+the island and the long, desert beach, where he might rage to and fro
+unseen, and froth out the vials of his wrath, fear, and humiliation.&nbsp;
+Doubtless in the curses that he there uttered to the bursting surf and
+the tropic birds, the name of the Kaupoi - the rich man - was frequently
+repeated.&nbsp; I had made him the laughing-stock of the village in
+the affair of the king&rsquo;s dumplings; I had brought him by my machinations
+into disgrace and the immediate jeopardy of his days; last, and perhaps
+bitterest, he had found me there by the way to spy upon him in the hour
+of his disorder.<br>
+<br>
+Time passed, and we saw no more of him.&nbsp; The season of the full
+moon came round, when a man thinks shame to lie sleeping; and I continued
+until late - perhaps till twelve or one in the morning - to walk on
+the bright sand and in the tossing shadow of the palms.&nbsp; I played,
+as I wandered, on a flageolet, which occupied much of my attention;
+the fans overhead rattled in the wind with a metallic chatter; and a
+bare foot falls at any rate almost noiseless on that shifting soil.&nbsp;
+Yet when I got back to Equator Town, where all the lights were out,
+and my wife (who was still awake, and had been looking forth) asked
+me who it was that followed me, I thought she spoke in jest.&nbsp; &lsquo;Not
+at all,&rsquo; she said.&nbsp; &lsquo;I saw him twice as you passed,
+walking close at your heels.&nbsp; He only left you at the corner of
+the maniap&rsquo;; he must be still behind the cook-house.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+Thither I ran - like a fool, without any weapon - and came face to face
+with the cook.&nbsp; He was within my tapu-line, which was death in
+itself; he could have no business there at such an hour but either to
+steal or to kill; guilt made him timorous; and he turned and fled before
+me in the night in silence.&nbsp; As he went I kicked him in that place
+where honour lies, and he gave tongue faintly like an injured mouse.&nbsp;
+At the moment I daresay he supposed it was a deadly instrument that
+touched him.<br>
+<br>
+What had the man been after?&nbsp; I have found my music better qualified
+to scatter than to collect an audience.&nbsp; Amateur as I was, I could
+not suppose him interested in my reading of the <i>Carnival of Venice</i>,
+or that he would deny himself his natural rest to follow my variations
+on <i>The Ploughboy</i>.&nbsp; And whatever his design, it was impossible
+I should suffer him to prowl by night among the houses.&nbsp; A word
+to the king, and the man were not, his case being far beyond pardon.&nbsp;
+But it is one thing to kill a man yourself; quite another to bear tales
+behind his back and have him shot by a third party; and I determined
+to deal with the fellow in some method of my own.&nbsp; I told Ah Fu
+the story, and bade him fetch me the cook whenever he should find him.&nbsp;
+I had supposed this would be a matter of difficulty; and far from that,
+he came of his own accord: an act really of desperation, since his life
+hung by my silence, and the best he could hope was to be forgotten.&nbsp;
+Yet he came with an assured countenance, volunteered no apology or explanation,
+complained of injuries received, and pretended he was unable to sit
+down.&nbsp; I suppose I am the weakest man God made; I had kicked him
+in the least vulnerable part of his big carcase; my foot was bare, and
+I had not even hurt my foot.&nbsp; Ah Fu could not control his merriment.&nbsp;
+On my side, knowing what must be the nature of his apprehensions, I
+found in so much impudence a kind of gallantry, and secretly admired
+the man.&nbsp; I told him I should say nothing of his night&rsquo;s
+adventure to the king; that I should still allow him, when he had an
+errand, to come within my tapu-line by day; but if ever I found him
+there after the set of the sun I would shoot him on the spot; and to
+the proof showed him a revolver.&nbsp; He must have been incredibly
+relieved; but he showed no sign of it, took himself off with his usual
+dandy nonchalance, and was scarce seen by us again.<br>
+<br>
+These five, then, with the substitution of the steward for the cook,
+came and went, and were our only visitors.&nbsp; The circle of the tapu
+held at arm&rsquo;s-length the inhabitants of the village.&nbsp; As
+for &lsquo;my pamily,&rsquo; they dwelt like nuns in their enclosure;
+only once have I met one of them abroad, and she was the king&rsquo;s
+sister, and the place in which I found her (the island infirmary) was
+very likely privileged.&nbsp; There remains only the king to be accounted
+for.&nbsp; He would come strolling over, always alone, a little before
+a meal-time, take a chair, and talk and eat with us like an old family
+friend.&nbsp; Gilbertine etiquette appears defective on the point of
+leave-taking.&nbsp; It may be remembered we had trouble in the matter
+with Karaiti; and there was something childish and disconcerting in
+Tembinok&rsquo;s abrupt &lsquo;I want go home now,&rsquo; accompanied
+by a kind of ducking rise, and followed by an unadorned retreat.&nbsp;
+It was the only blot upon his manners, which were otherwise plain, decent,
+sensible, and dignified.&nbsp; He never stayed long nor drank much,
+and copied our behaviour where he perceived it to differ from his own.&nbsp;
+Very early in the day, for instance, he ceased eating with his knife.&nbsp;
+It was plain he was determined in all things to wring profit from our
+visit, and chiefly upon etiquette.&nbsp; The quality of his white visitors
+puzzled and concerned him; he would bring up name after name, and ask
+if its bearer were a &lsquo;big chiep,&rsquo; or even a &lsquo;chiep&rsquo;
+at all - which, as some were my excellent good friends, and none were
+actually born in the purple, became at times embarrassing.&nbsp; He
+was struck to learn that our classes were distinguishable by their speech,
+and that certain words (for instance) were tapu on the quarter-deck
+of a man-of-war; and he begged in consequence that we should watch and
+correct him on the point.&nbsp; We were able to assure him that he was
+beyond correction.&nbsp; His vocabulary is apt and ample to an extraordinary
+degree.&nbsp; God knows where he collected it, but by some instinct
+or some accident he has avoided all profane or gross expressions.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Obliged,&rsquo; &lsquo;stabbed,&rsquo; &lsquo;gnaw,&rsquo; &lsquo;lodge,&rsquo;
+&lsquo;power,&rsquo; &lsquo;company,&rsquo; &lsquo;slender,&rsquo; &lsquo;smooth,&rsquo;
+and &lsquo;wonderful,&rsquo; are a few of the unexpected words that
+enrich his dialect.&nbsp; Perhaps what pleased him most was to hear
+about saluting the quarter-deck of a man-of-war.&nbsp; In his gratitude
+for this hint he became fulsome.&nbsp; &lsquo;Schooner cap&rsquo;n no
+tell me,&rsquo; he cried; &lsquo;I think no tavvy!&nbsp; You tavvy too
+much; tavvy &lsquo;teama&rsquo;, tavvy man-a-wa&rsquo;.&nbsp; I think
+you tavvy everything.&rsquo; Yet he gravelled me often enough with his
+perpetual questions; and the false Mr. Barlow stood frequently exposed
+before the royal Sandford.&nbsp; I remember once in particular.&nbsp;
+We were showing the magic-lantern; a slide of Windsor Castle was put
+in, and I told him there was the &lsquo;outch&rsquo; of Victoreea.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;How many pathom he high?&rsquo; he asked, and I was dumb before
+him.&nbsp; It was the builder, the indefatigable architect of palaces,
+that spoke; collector though he was, he did not collect useless information;
+and all his questions had a purpose.&nbsp; After etiquette, government,
+law, the police, money, and medicine were his chief interests - things
+vitally important to himself as a king and the father of his people.&nbsp;
+It was my part not only to supply new information, but to correct the
+old.&nbsp; &lsquo;My patha he tell me,&rsquo; or &lsquo;White man he
+tell me,&rsquo; would be his constant beginning; &lsquo;You think he
+lie?&rsquo;&nbsp; Sometimes I thought he did.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo;
+once brought me a difficulty of this kind, which I was long of comprehending.&nbsp;
+A schooner captain had told him of Captain Cook; the king was much interested
+in the story; and turned for more information - not to Mr. Stephen&rsquo;s
+Dictionary, not to the <i>Britannica</i>, but to the Bible in the Gilbert
+Island version (which consists chiefly of the New Testament and the
+Psalms).&nbsp; Here he sought long and earnestly; Paul he found, and
+Festus and Alexander the coppersmith: no word of Cook.&nbsp; The inference
+was obvious: the explorer was a myth.&nbsp; So hard it is, even for
+a man of great natural parts like Tembinok&rsquo;, to grasp the ideas
+of a new society and culture.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER V - KING AND COMMONS<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+We saw but little of the commons of the isle.&nbsp; At first we met
+them at the well, where they washed their linen and we drew water for
+the table.&nbsp; The combination was distasteful; and, having a tyrant
+at command, we applied to the king and had the place enclosed in our
+tapu.&nbsp; It was one of the few favours which Tembinok&rsquo; visibly
+boggled about granting, and it may be conceived how little popular it
+made the strangers.&nbsp; Many villagers passed us daily going afield;
+but they fetched a wide circuit round our tapu, and seemed to avert
+their looks.&nbsp; At times we went ourselves into the village - a strange
+place.&nbsp; Dutch by its canals, Oriental by the height and steepness
+of the roofs, which looked at dusk like temples; but we were rarely
+called into a house: no welcome, no friendship, was offered us; and
+of home life we had but the one view: the waking of a corpse, a frigid,
+painful scene: the widow holding on her lap the cold, bluish body of
+her husband, and now partaking of the refreshments which made the round
+of the company, now weeping and kissing the pale mouth.&nbsp; (&lsquo;I
+fear you feel this affliction deeply,&rsquo; said the Scottish minister.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Eh, sir, and that I do!&rsquo; replied the widow.&nbsp; &lsquo;I&rsquo;ve
+been greetin&rsquo; a&rsquo; nicht; an&rsquo; noo I&rsquo;m just gaun
+to sup this bit parritch, and then I&rsquo;ll begin an&rsquo; greet
+again.&rsquo;)&nbsp; In our walks abroad I have always supposed the
+islanders avoided us, perhaps from distaste, perhaps by order; and those
+whom we met we took generally by surprise.&nbsp; The surface of the
+isle is diversified with palm groves, thickets, and romantic dingles
+four feet deep, relics of old taro plantation; and it is thus possible
+to stumble unawares on folk resting or hiding from their work.&nbsp;
+About pistol-shot from our township there lay a pond in the bottom of
+a jungle; here the maids of the isle came to bathe, and were several
+times alarmed by our intrusion.&nbsp; Not for them are the bright cold
+rivers of Tahiti or Upolu, not for them to splash and laugh in the hour
+of the dusk with a villageful of gay companions; but to steal here solitary,
+to crouch in a place like a cow-wallow, and wash (if that can be called
+washing) in lukewarm mud, brown as their own skins.&nbsp; Other, but
+still rare, encounters occur to my memory.&nbsp; I was several times
+arrested by a tender sound in the bush of voices talking, soft as flutes
+and with quiet intonations.&nbsp; Hope told a flattering tale; I put
+aside the leaves; and behold! in place of the expected dryads, a pair
+of all too solid ladies squatting over a clay pipe in the ungraceful
+<i>ridi</i>.&nbsp; The beauty of the voice and the eye was all that
+remained to those vast dames; but that of the voice was indeed exquisite.&nbsp;
+It is strange I should have never heard a more winning sound of speech,
+yet the dialect should be one remarkable for violent, ugly, and outlandish
+vocables; so that Tembinok&rsquo; himself declared it made him weary,
+and professed to find repose in talking English.<br>
+<br>
+The state of this folk, of whom I saw so little, I can merely guess
+at.&nbsp; The king himself explains the situation with some art.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;No; I no pay them,&rsquo; he once said.&nbsp; &lsquo;I give them
+tobacco.&nbsp; They work for me <i>all the same brothers</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+It is true there was a brother once in Arden!&nbsp; But we prefer the
+shorter word.&nbsp; They bear every servile mark, - levity like a child&rsquo;s,
+incurable idleness, incurious content.&nbsp; The insolence of the cook
+was a trait of his own; not so his levity, which he shared with the
+innocent Uncle Parker.&nbsp; With equal unconcern both gambolled under
+the shadow of the gallows, and took liberties with death that might
+have surprised a careless student of man&rsquo;s nature.&nbsp; I wrote
+of Parker that he behaved like a boy of ten: what was he else, being
+a slave of sixty?&nbsp; He had passed all his years in school, fed,
+clad, thought for, commanded; and had grown familiar and coquetted with
+the fear of punishment.&nbsp; By terror you may drive men long, but
+not far.&nbsp; Here, in Apemama, they work at the constant and the instant
+peril of their lives; and are plunged in a kind of lethargy of laziness.&nbsp;
+It is common to see one go afield in his stiff mat ungirt, so that he
+walks elbows-in like a trussed fowl; and whatsoever his right hand findeth
+to do, the other must be off duty holding on his clothes.&nbsp; It is
+common to see two men carrying between them on a pole a single bucket
+of water.&nbsp; To make two bites of a cherry is good enough: to make
+two burthens of a soldier&rsquo;s kit, for a distance of perhaps half
+a furlong, passes measure.&nbsp; Woman, being the less childish animal,
+is less relaxed by servile conditions.&nbsp; Even in the king&rsquo;s
+absence, even when they were alone, I have seen Apemama women work with
+constancy.&nbsp; But the outside to be hoped for in a man is that he
+may attack his task in little languid fits, and lounge between-whiles.&nbsp;
+So I have seen a painter, with his pipe going, and a friend by the studio
+fireside.&nbsp; You might suppose the race to lack civility, even vitality,
+until you saw them in the dance.&nbsp; Night after night, and sometimes
+day after day, they rolled out their choruses in the great Speak House
+- solemn andantes and adagios, led by the clapped hand, and delivered
+with an energy that shook the roof.&nbsp; The time was not so slow,
+though it was slow for the islands; but I have chosen rather to indicate
+the effect upon the hearer.&nbsp; Their music had a church-like character
+from near at hand, and seemed to European ears more regular than the
+run of island music.&nbsp; Twice I have heard a discord regularly solved.&nbsp;
+From farther off, heard at Equator Town for instance, the measures rose
+and fell and crepitated like the barking of hounds in a distant kennel.<br>
+<br>
+The slaves are certainly not overworked - children of ten do more without
+fatigue - and the Apemama labourers have holidays, when the singing
+begins early in the afternoon.&nbsp; The diet is hard; copra and a sweetmeat
+of pounded pandanus are the only dishes I observed outside the palace;
+but there seems no defect in quantity, and the king shares with them
+his turtles.&nbsp; Three came in a boat from Kuria during our stay;
+one was kept for the palace, one sent to us, one presented to the village.&nbsp;
+It is the habit of the islanders to cook the turtle in its carapace;
+we had been promised the shells, and we asked a tapu on this foolish
+practice.&nbsp; The face of Tembinok&rsquo; darkened and he answered
+nothing.&nbsp; Hesitation in the question of the well I could understand,
+for water is scarce on a low island; that he should refuse to interfere
+upon a point of cookery was more than I had dreamed of; and I gathered
+(rightly or wrongly) that he was scrupulous of touching in the least
+degree the private life and habits of his slaves.&nbsp; So that even
+here, in full despotism, public opinion has weight; even here, in the
+midst of slavery, freedom has a corner.<br>
+<br>
+Orderly, sober, and innocent, life flows in the isle from day to day
+as in a model plantation under a model planter.&nbsp; It is impossible
+to doubt the beneficence of that stern rule.&nbsp; A curious politeness,
+a soft and gracious manner, something effeminate and courtly, distinguishes
+the islanders of Apemama; it is talked of by all the traders, it was
+felt even by residents so little beloved as ourselves, and noticeable
+even in the cook, and even in that scoundrel&rsquo;s hours of insolence.&nbsp;
+The king, with his manly and plain bearing, stood out alone; you might
+say he was the only Gilbert Islander in Apemama.&nbsp; Violence, so
+common in Butaritari, seems unknown.&nbsp; So are theft and drunkenness.&nbsp;
+I am assured the experiment has been made of leaving sovereigns on the
+beach before the village; they lay there untouched.&nbsp; In all our
+time on the island I was but once asked for drink.&nbsp; This was by
+a mighty plausible fellow, wearing European clothes and speaking excellent
+English - Tamaiti his name, or, as the whites have now corrupted it,
+&lsquo;Tom White&rsquo;: one of the king&rsquo;s supercargoes at three
+pounds a month and a percentage, a medical man besides, and in his private
+hours a wizard.&nbsp; He found me one day in the outskirts of the village,
+in a secluded place, hot and private, where the taro-pits are deep and
+the plants high.&nbsp; Here he buttonholed me, and, looking about him
+like a conspirator, inquired if I had gin.<br>
+<br>
+I told him I had.&nbsp; He remarked that gin was forbidden, lauded the
+prohibition a while, and then went on to explain that he was a doctor,
+or &lsquo;dogstar&rsquo; as he pronounced the word, that gin was necessary
+to him for his medical infusions, that he was quite out of it, and that
+he would be obliged to me for some in a bottle.&nbsp; I told him I had
+passed the king my word on landing; but since his case was so exceptional,
+I would go down to the palace at once, and had no doubt that Tembinok&rsquo;
+would set me free.&nbsp; Tom White was immediately overwhelmed with
+embarrassment and terror, besought me in the most moving terms not to
+betray him, and fled my neighbourhood.&nbsp; He had none of the cook&rsquo;s
+valour; it was weeks before he dared to meet my eye; and then only by
+the order of the king and on particular business.<br>
+<br>
+The more I viewed and admired this triumph of firm rule, the more I
+was haunted and troubled by a problem, the problem (perhaps) of to-morrow
+for ourselves.&nbsp; Here was a people protected from all serious misfortune,
+relieved of all serious anxieties, and deprived of what we call our
+liberty.&nbsp; Did they like it? and what was their sentiment toward
+the ruler?&nbsp; The first question I could not of course ask, nor perhaps
+the natives answer.&nbsp; Even the second was delicate; yet at last,
+and under charming and strange circumstances, I found my opportunity
+to put it and a man to reply.&nbsp; It was near the full of the moon,
+with a delicious breeze; the isle was bright as day - to sleep would
+have been sacrilege; and I walked in the bush, playing my pipe.&nbsp;
+It must have been the sound of what I am pleased to call my music that
+attracted in my direction another wanderer of the night.&nbsp; This
+was a young man attired in a fine mat, and with a garland on his hair,
+for he was new come from dancing and singing in the public hall; and
+his body, his face, and his eyes were all of an enchanting beauty.&nbsp;
+Every here and there in the Gilberts youths are to be found of this
+absurd perfection; I have seen five of us pass half an hour in admiration
+of a boy at Mariki; and Te Kop (my friend in the fine mat and garland)
+I had already several times remarked, and long ago set down as the loveliest
+animal in Apemama.&nbsp; The philtre of admiration must be very strong,
+or these natives specially susceptible to its effects, for I have scarce
+ever admired a person in the islands but what he has sought my particular
+acquaintance.&nbsp; So it was with Te Kop.&nbsp; He led me to the ocean
+side; and for an hour or two we sat smoking and talking on the resplendent
+sand and under the ineffable brightness of the moon.&nbsp; My friend
+showed himself very sensible of the beauty and amenity of the hour.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Good night! Good wind!&rsquo; he kept exclaiming, and as he said
+the words he seemed to hug myself.&nbsp; I had long before invented
+such reiterated expressions of delight for a character (Felipe, in the
+story of <i>Olalla</i>) intended to be partly bestial.&nbsp; But there
+was nothing bestial in Te Kop; only a childish pleasure in the moment.&nbsp;
+He was no less pleased with his companion, or was good enough to say
+so; honoured me, before he left, by calling me Te Kop; apostrophised
+me as &lsquo;My name!&rsquo; with an intonation exquisitely tender,
+laying his hand at the same time swiftly on my knee; and after we had
+risen, and our paths began to separate in the bush, twice cried to me
+with a sort of gentle ecstasy, &lsquo;I like you too much!&rsquo;&nbsp;
+From the beginning he had made no secret of his terror of the king;
+would not sit down nor speak above a whisper till he had put the whole
+breadth of the isle between himself and his monarch, then harmlessly
+asleep; and even there, even within a stone-cast of the outer sea, our
+talk covered by the sound of the surf and the rattle of the wind among
+the palms, continued to speak guardedly, softening his silver voice
+(which rang loud enough in the chorus) and looking about him like a
+man in fear of spies.&nbsp; The strange thing is that I should have
+beheld him no more.&nbsp; In any other island in the whole South Seas,
+if I had advanced half as far with any native, he would have been at
+my door next morning, bringing and expecting gifts.&nbsp; But Te Kop
+vanished in the bush for ever.&nbsp; My house, of course, was unapproachable;
+but he knew where to find me on the ocean beach, where I went daily.&nbsp;
+I was the <i>Kaupoi</i>, the rich man; my tobacco and trade were known
+to be endless: he was sure of a present.&nbsp; I am at a loss how to
+explain his behaviour, unless it be supposed that he recalled with terror
+and regret a passage in our interview.&nbsp; Here it is:<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;The king, he good man?&rsquo; I asked.<br>
+<br>
+&lsquo;Suppose he like you, he good man,&rsquo; replied Te Kop: &lsquo;no
+like, no good.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+That is one way of putting it, of course.&nbsp; Te Kop himself was probably
+no favourite, for he scarce appealed to my judgment as a type of industry.&nbsp;
+And there must be many others whom the king (to adhere to the formula)
+does not like.&nbsp; Do these unfortunates like the king?&nbsp; Or is
+not rather the repulsion mutual? and the conscientious Tembinok&rsquo;,
+like the conscientious Braxfield before him, and many other conscientious
+rulers and judges before either, surrounded by a considerable body of
+&lsquo;grumbletonians&rsquo;?&nbsp; Take the cook, for instance, when
+he passed us by, blue with rage and terror.&nbsp; He was very wroth
+with me; I think by all the old principles of human nature he was not
+very well pleased with his sovereign.&nbsp; It was the rich man he sought
+to waylay: I think it must have been by the turn of a hair that it was
+not the king he waylaid instead.&nbsp; And the king gives, or seems
+to give, plenty of opportunities; day and night he goes abroad alone,
+whether armed or not I can but guess; and the taro-patches, where his
+business must so often carry him, seem designed for assassination.&nbsp;
+The case of the cook was heavy indeed to my conscience.&nbsp; I did
+not like to kill my enemy at second-hand; but had I a right to conceal
+from the king, who had trusted me, the dangerous secret character of
+his attendant?&nbsp; And suppose the king should fall, what would be
+the fate of the king&rsquo;s friends?&nbsp; It was our opinion at the
+time that we should pay dear for the closing of the well; that our breath
+was in the king&rsquo;s nostrils; that if the king should by any chance
+be bludgeoned in a taro-patch, the philosophical and musical inhabitants
+of Equator Town might lay aside their pleasant instruments, and betake
+themselves to what defence they had, with a very dim prospect of success.&nbsp;
+These speculations were forced upon us by an incident which I am ashamed
+to betray.&nbsp; The schooner <i>H. L. Haseltine</i> (since capsized
+at sea, with the loss of eleven lives) put into Apemama in a good hour
+for us, who had near exhausted our supplies.&nbsp; The king, after his
+habit, spent day after day on board; the gin proved unhappily to his
+taste; he brought a store of it ashore with him; and for some time the
+sole tyrant of the isle was half-seas-over.&nbsp; He was not drunk -
+the man is not a drunkard, he has always stores of liquor at hand, which
+he uses with moderation, - but he was muzzy, dull, and confused.&nbsp;
+He came one day to lunch with us, and while the cloth was being laid
+fell asleep in his chair.&nbsp; His confusion, when he awoke and found
+he had been detected, was equalled by our uneasiness.&nbsp; When he
+was gone we sat and spoke of his peril, which we thought to be in some
+degree our own; of how easily the man might be surprised in such a state
+by <i>grumbletonians</i>; of the strange scenes that would follow -
+the royal treasures and stores at the mercy of the rabble, the palace
+overrun, the garrison of women turned adrift.&nbsp; And as we talked
+we were startled by a gun-shot and a sudden, barbaric outcry.&nbsp;
+I believe we all changed colour; but it was only the king firing at
+a dog and the chorus striking up in the Speak House.&nbsp; A day or
+two later I learned the king was very sick; went down, diagnosed the
+case; and took at once the highest medical degree by the exhibition
+of bicarbonate of soda.&nbsp; Within the hour Richard was himself again;
+and I found him at the unfinished house, enjoying the double pleasure
+of directing Rubam and making a dinner of cocoa-nut dumplings, and all
+eagerness to have the formula of this new sort of <i>pain-killer</i>
+- for <i>pain-killer</i> in the islands is the generic name of medicine.&nbsp;
+So ended the king&rsquo;s modest spree and our anxiety.<br>
+<br>
+On the face of things, I ought to say, loyalty appeared unshaken.&nbsp;
+When the schooner at last returned for us, after much experience of
+baffling winds, she brought a rumour that Tebureimoa had declared war
+on Apemama.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo; became a new man; his face radiant;
+his attitude, as I saw him preside over a council of chiefs in one of
+the palace maniap&rsquo;s, eager as a boy&rsquo;s; his voice sounding
+abroad, shrill and jubilant, over half the compound.&nbsp; War is what
+he wants, and here was his chance.&nbsp; The English captain, when he
+flung his arms in the lagoon, had forbidden him (except in one case)
+all military adventures in the future: here was the case arrived.&nbsp;
+All morning the council sat; men were drilled, arms were bought, the
+sound of firing disturbed the afternoon; the king devised and communicated
+to me his plan of campaign, which was highly elaborate and ingenious,
+but perhaps a trifle fine-spun for the rough and random vicissitudes
+of war.&nbsp; And in all this bustle the temper of the people appeared
+excellent, an unwonted animation in every face, and even Uncle Parker
+burning with military zeal.<br>
+<br>
+Of course it was a false alarm.&nbsp; Tebureimoa had other fish to fry.&nbsp;
+The ambassador who accompanied us on our return to Butaritari found
+him retired to a small island on the reef, in a huff with the Old Men,
+a tiff with the traders, and more fear of insurrection at home than
+appetite for wars abroad.&nbsp; The plenipotentiary had been placed
+under my protection; and we solemnly saluted when we met.&nbsp; He proved
+an excellent fisherman, and caught bonito over the ship&rsquo;s side.&nbsp;
+He pulled a good oar, and made himself useful for a whole fiery afternoon,
+towing the becalmed <i>Equator</i> off Mariki.&nbsp; He went to his
+post and did no good.&nbsp; He returned home again, having done no harm.&nbsp;
+<i>O si sic omnes</i>!<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VI - THE KING OF APEMAMA: DEVIL-WORK<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+The ocean beach of Apemama was our daily resort.&nbsp; The coast is
+broken by shallow bays.&nbsp; The reef is detached, elevated, and includes
+a lagoon about knee-deep, the unrestful spending-basin of the surf.&nbsp;
+The beach is now of fine sand, now of broken coral.&nbsp; The trend
+of the coast being convex, scarce a quarter of a mile of it is to be
+seen at once; the land being so low, the horizon appears within a stone-cast;
+and the narrow prospect enhances the sense of privacy.&nbsp; Man avoids
+the place - even his footprints are uncommon; but a great number of
+birds hover and pipe there fishing, and leave crooked tracks upon the
+sand.&nbsp; Apart from these, the only sound (and I was going to say
+the only society), is that of the breakers on the reef.<br>
+<br>
+On each projection of the coast, the bank of coral clinkers immediately
+above the beach has been levelled, and a pillar built, perhaps breast-high.&nbsp;
+These are not sepulchral; all the dead being buried on the inhabited
+side of the island, close to men&rsquo;s houses, and (what is worse)
+to their wells.&nbsp; I was told they were to protect the isle against
+inroads from the sea - divine or diabolical martellos, probably sacred
+to Taburik, God of Thunder.<br>
+<br>
+The bay immediately opposite Equator Town, which we called Fu Bay, in
+honour of our cook, was thus fortified on either horn.&nbsp; It was
+well sheltered by the reef, the enclosed water clear and tranquil, the
+enclosing beach curved like a horseshoe, and both steep and broad.&nbsp;
+The path debouched about the midst of the re-entrant angle, the woods
+stopping some distance inland.&nbsp; In front, between the fringe of
+the wood and the crown of the beach, there had been designed a regular
+figure, like the court for some new variety of tennis, with borders
+of round stones imbedded, and pointed at the angles with low posts,
+likewise of stone.&nbsp; This was the king&rsquo;s Pray Place.&nbsp;
+When he prayed, what he prayed for, and to whom he addressed his supplications
+I could never learn.&nbsp; The ground was tapu.<br>
+<br>
+In the angle, by the mouth of the path, stood a deserted maniap&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+Near by there had been a house before our coming, which was now transported
+and figured for the moment in Equator Town.&nbsp; It had been, and it
+would be again when we departed, the residence of the guardian and wizard
+of the spot - Tamaiti.&nbsp; Here, in this lone place, within sound
+of the sea, he had his dwelling and uncanny duties.&nbsp; I cannot call
+to mind another case of a man living on the ocean side of any open atoll;
+and Tamaiti must have had strong nerves, the greater confidence in his
+own spells, or, what I believe to be the truth, an enviable scepticism.&nbsp;
+Whether Tamaiti had any guardianship of the Pray Place I never heard.&nbsp;
+But his own particular chapel stood farther back in the fringe of the
+wood.&nbsp; It was a tree of respectable growth.&nbsp; Around it there
+was drawn a circle of stones like those that enclosed the Pray Place;
+in front, facing towards the sea, a stone of a much greater size, and
+somewhat hollowed, like a piscina, stood close against the trunk; in
+front of that again a conical pile of gravel.&nbsp; In the hollow of
+what I have called the piscina (though it proved to be a magic seat)
+lay an offering of green cocoa-nuts; and when you looked up you found
+the boughs of the tree to be laden with strange fruit: palm-branches
+elaborately plaited, and beautiful models of canoes, finished and rigged
+to the least detail.&nbsp; The whole had the appearance of a mid-summer
+and sylvan Christmas-tree <i>al fresco</i>.&nbsp; Yet we were already
+well enough acquainted in the Gilberts to recognise it, at the first
+sight, for a piece of wizardry, or, as they say in the group, of Devil-work.<br>
+<br>
+The plaited palms were what we recognised.&nbsp; We had seen them before
+on Apaiang, the most christianised of all these islands; where excellent
+Mr. Bingham lived and laboured and has left golden memories; whence
+all the education in the northern Gilberts traces its descent; and where
+we were boarded by little native Sunday-school misses in clean frocks,
+with demure faces, and singing hymns as to the manner born.<br>
+<br>
+Our experience of Devil-work at Apaiang had been as follows:- It chanced
+we were benighted at the house of Captain Tierney.&nbsp; My wife and
+I lodged with a Chinaman some half a mile away; and thither Captain
+Reid and a native boy escorted us by torch-light.&nbsp; On the way the
+torch went out, and we took shelter in a small and lonely Christian
+chapel to rekindle it.&nbsp; Stuck in the rafters of the chapel was
+a branch of knotted palm.&nbsp; &lsquo;What is that?&rsquo; I asked.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;O, that&rsquo;s Devil-work,&rsquo; said the Captain.&nbsp; &lsquo;And
+what is Devil-work?&rsquo; I inquired.&nbsp; &lsquo;If you like, I&rsquo;ll
+show you some when we get to Johnnie&rsquo;s,&rsquo; he replied.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Johnnie&rsquo;s&rsquo; was a quaint little house upon the crest
+of the beach, raised some three feet on posts, approached by stairs;
+part walled, part trellised.&nbsp; Trophies of advertisement-photographs
+were hung up within for decoration.&nbsp; There was a table and a recess-bed,
+in which Mrs. Stevenson slept; while I camped on the matted floor with
+Johnnie, Mrs. Johnnie, her sister, and the devil&rsquo;s own regiment
+of cockroaches.&nbsp; Hither was summoned an old witch, who looked the
+part to horror.&nbsp; The lamp was set on the floor; the crone squatted
+on the threshold, a green palm-branch in her hand, the light striking
+full on her aged features and picking out behind her, from the black
+night, timorous faces of spectators.&nbsp; Our sorceress began with
+a chanted incantation; it was in the old tongue, for which I had no
+interpreter; but ever and again there ran among the crowd outside that
+laugh which every traveller in the islands learns so soon to recognise,
+- the laugh of terror.&nbsp; Doubtless these half-Christian folk were
+shocked, these half-heathen folk alarmed.&nbsp; Chench or Taburik thus
+invoked, we put our questions; the witch knotted the leaves, here a
+leaf and there a leaf, plainly on some arithmetical system; studied
+the result with great apparent contention of mind; and gave the answers.&nbsp;
+Sidney Colvin was in robust health and gone a journey; and we should
+have a fair wind upon the morrow: that was the result of our consultation,
+for which we paid a dollar.&nbsp; The next day dawned cloudless and
+breathless; but I think Captain Reid placed a secret reliance on the
+sibyl, for the schooner was got ready for sea.&nbsp; By eight the lagoon
+was flawed with long cat&rsquo;s-paws, and the palms tossed and rustled;
+before ten we were clear of the passage and skimming under all plain
+sail, with bubbling scuppers.&nbsp; So we had the breeze, which was
+well worth a dollar in itself; but the bulletin about my friend in England
+proved, some six months later, when I got my mail, to have been groundless.&nbsp;
+Perhaps London lies beyond the horizon of the island gods.<br>
+<br>
+Tembinok&rsquo;, in his first dealings, showed himself sternly averse
+from superstition: and had not the <i>Equator</i> delayed, we might
+have left the island and still supposed him an agnostic.&nbsp; It chanced
+one day, however, that he came to our maniap&rsquo;, and found Mrs.
+Stevenson in the midst of a game of patience.&nbsp; She explained the
+game as well as she was able, and wound up jocularly by telling him
+this was her devil-work, and if she won, the <i>Equator</i> would arrive
+next day.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo; must have drawn a long breath; we were
+not so high-and-dry after all; he need no longer dissemble, and he plunged
+at once into confessions.&nbsp; He made devil-work every day, he told
+us, to know if ships were coming in; and thereafter brought us regular
+reports of the results.&nbsp; It was surprising how regularly he was
+wrong; but he always had an explanation ready.&nbsp; There had been
+some schooner in the offing out of view; but either she was not bound
+for Apemama, or had changed her course, or lay becalmed.&nbsp; I used
+to regard the king with veneration as he thus publicly deceived himself.&nbsp;
+I saw behind him all the fathers of the Church, all the philosophers
+and men of science of the past; before him, all those that are to come;
+himself in the midst; the whole visionary series bowed over the same
+task of welding incongruities.&nbsp; To the end Tembinok&rsquo; spoke
+reluctantly of the island gods and their worship, and I learned but
+little.&nbsp; Taburik is the god of thunder, and deals in wind and weather.&nbsp;
+A while since there were wizards who could call him down in the form
+of lightning.&nbsp; &lsquo;My patha he tell me he see: you think he
+lie?&rsquo;&nbsp; Tienti - pronounced something like &lsquo;Chench,&rsquo;
+and identified by his majesty with the devil - sends and removes bodily
+sickness.&nbsp; He is whistled for in the Paumotuan manner, and is said
+to appear; but the king has never seen him.&nbsp; The doctors treat
+disease by the aid of Chench: eclectic Tembinok&rsquo; at the same time
+administering &lsquo;pain-killer&rsquo; from his medicine-chest, so
+as to give the sufferer both chances.&nbsp; &lsquo;I think mo&rsquo;
+betta,&rsquo; observed his majesty, with more than his usual self-approval.&nbsp;
+Apparently the gods are not jealous, and placidly enjoy both shrine
+and priest in common.&nbsp; On Tamaiti&rsquo;s medicine-tree, for instance,
+the model canoes are hung up <i>ex voto</i> for a prosperous voyage,
+and must therefore be dedicated to Taburik, god of the weather; but
+the stone in front is the place of sick folk come to pacify Chench.<br>
+<br>
+It chanced, by great good luck, that even as we spoke of these affairs,
+I found myself threatened with a cold.&nbsp; I do not suppose I was
+ever glad of a cold before, or shall ever be again; but the opportunity
+to see the sorcerers at work was priceless, and I called in the faculty
+of Apemama.&nbsp; They came in a body, all in their Sunday&rsquo;s best
+and hung with wreaths and shells, the insignia of the devil-worker.&nbsp;
+Tamaiti I knew already: Terutak&rsquo; I saw for the first time - a
+tall, lank, raw-boned, serious North-Sea fisherman turned brown; and
+there was a third in their company whose name I never heard, and who
+played to Tamaiti the part of <i>famulus</i>.&nbsp; Tamaiti took me
+in hand first, and led me, conversing agreeably, to the shores of Fu
+Bay.&nbsp; The <i>famulus</i> climbed a tree for some green cocoa-nuts.&nbsp;
+Tamaiti himself disappeared a while in the bush and returned with coco
+tinder, dry leaves, and a spray of waxberry.&nbsp; I was placed on the
+stone, with my back to the tree and my face to windward; between me
+and the gravel-heap one of the green nuts was set; and then Tamaiti
+(having previously bared his feet, for he had come in canvas shoes,
+which tortured him) joined me within the magic circle, hollowed out
+the top of the gravel-heap, built his fire in the bottom, and applied
+a match: it was one of Bryant and May&rsquo;s.&nbsp; The flame was slow
+to catch, and the irreverent sorcerer filled in the time with talk of
+foreign places - of London, and &lsquo;companies,&rsquo; and how much
+money they had; of San Francisco, and the nefarious fogs, &lsquo;all
+the same smoke,&rsquo; which had been so nearly the occasion of his
+death.&nbsp; I tried vainly to lead him to the matter in hand.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;Everybody make medicine,&rsquo; he said lightly.&nbsp; And when
+I asked him if he were himself a good practitioner - &lsquo;No savvy,&rsquo;
+he replied, more lightly still.&nbsp; At length the leaves burst in
+a flame, which he continued to feed; a thick, light smoke blew in my
+face, and the flames streamed against and scorched my clothes.&nbsp;
+He in the meanwhile addressed, or affected to address, the evil spirit,
+his lips moving fast, but without sound; at the same time he waved in
+the air and twice struck me on the breast with his green spray.&nbsp;
+So soon as the leaves were consumed the ashes were buried, the green
+spray was imbedded in the gravel, and the ceremony was at an end.<br>
+<br>
+A reader of the <i>Arabian Nights</i> felt quite at home.&nbsp; Here
+was the suffumigation; here was the muttering wizard; here was the desert
+place to which Aladdin was decoyed by the false uncle.&nbsp; But they
+manage these things better in fiction.&nbsp; The effect was marred by
+the levity of the magician, entertaining his patient with small talk
+like an affable dentist, and by the incongruous presence of Mr. Osbourne
+with a camera.&nbsp; As for my cold, it was neither better nor worse.<br>
+<br>
+I was now handed over to Terutak&rsquo;, the leading practitioner or
+medical baronet of Apemama.&nbsp; His place is on the lagoon side of
+the island, hard by the palace.&nbsp; A rail of light wood, some two
+feet high, encloses an oblong piece of gravel like the king&rsquo;s
+Pray Place; in the midst is a green tree; below, a stone table bears
+a pair of boxes covered with a fine mat; and in front of these an offering
+of food, a cocoa-nut, a piece of taro or a fish, is placed daily.&nbsp;
+On two sides the enclosure is lined with maniap&rsquo;s; and one of
+our party, who had been there to sketch, had remarked a daily concourse
+of people and an extraordinary number of sick children; for this is
+in fact the infirmary of Apemama.&nbsp; The doctor and myself entered
+the sacred place alone; the boxes and the mat were displaced; and I
+was enthroned in their stead upon the stone, facing once more to the
+east.&nbsp; For a while the sorcerer remained unseen behind me, making
+passes in the air with a branch of palm.&nbsp; Then he struck lightly
+on the brim of my straw hat; and this blow he continued to repeat at
+intervals, sometimes brushing instead my arm and shoulder.&nbsp; I have
+had people try to mesmerise me a dozen times, and never with the least
+result.&nbsp; But at the first tap - on a quarter no more vital than
+my hat-brim, and from nothing more virtuous than a switch of palm wielded
+by a man I could not even see - sleep rushed upon me like an armed man.&nbsp;
+My sinews fainted, my eyes closed, my brain hummed, with drowsiness.&nbsp;
+I resisted, at first instinctively, then with a certain flurry of despair,
+in the end successfully; if that were indeed success which enabled me
+to scramble to my feet, to stumble home somnambulous, to cast myself
+at once upon my bed, and sink at once into a dreamless stupor.&nbsp;
+When I awoke my cold was gone.&nbsp; So I leave a matter that I do not
+understand.<br>
+<br>
+Meanwhile my appetite for curiosities (not usually very keen) had been
+strangely whetted by the sacred boxes.&nbsp; They were of pandanus wood,
+oblong in shape, with an effect of pillaring along the sides like straw
+work, lightly fringed with hair or fibre and standing on four legs.&nbsp;
+The outside was neat as a toy; the inside a mystery I was resolved to
+penetrate.&nbsp; But there was a lion in the path.&nbsp; I might not
+approach Terutak&rsquo;, since I had promised to buy nothing in the
+island; I dared not have recourse to the king, for I had already received
+from him more gifts than I knew how to repay.&nbsp; In this dilemma
+(the schooner being at last returned) we hit on a device.&nbsp; Captain
+Reid came forward in my stead, professed an unbridled passion for the
+boxes, and asked and obtained leave to bargain for them with the wizard.&nbsp;
+That same afternoon the captain and I made haste to the infirmary, entered
+the enclosure, raised the mat, and had begun to examine the boxes at
+our leisure, when Terutak&rsquo;s wife bounced out of one of the nigh
+houses, fell upon us, swept up the treasures, and was gone.&nbsp; There
+was never a more absolute surprise.&nbsp; She came, she took, she vanished,
+we had not a guess whither; and we remained, with foolish looks and
+laughter on the empty field.&nbsp; Such was the fit prologue of our
+memorable bargaining.<br>
+<br>
+Presently Terutak&rsquo; came, bringing Tamaiti along with him, both
+smiling; and we four squatted without the rail.&nbsp; In the three maniap&rsquo;s
+of the infirmary a certain audience was gathered: the family of a sick
+child under treatment, the king&rsquo;s sister playing cards, a pretty
+girl, who swore I was the image of her father; in all perhaps a score.&nbsp;
+Terutak&rsquo;s wife had returned (even as she had vanished) unseen,
+and now sat, breathless and watchful, by her husband&rsquo;s side.&nbsp;
+Perhaps some rumour of our quest had gone abroad, or perhaps we had
+given the alert by our unseemly freedom: certain, at least, that in
+the faces of all present, expectation and alarm were mingled.<br>
+<br>
+Captain Reid announced, without preface or disguise, that I was come
+to purchase; Terutak&rsquo;, with sudden gravity, refused to sell.&nbsp;
+He was pressed; he persisted.&nbsp; It was explained we only wanted
+one: no matter, two were necessary for the healing of the sick.&nbsp;
+He was rallied, he was reasoned with: in vain.&nbsp; He sat there, serious
+and still, and refused.&nbsp; All this was only a preliminary skirmish;
+hitherto no sum of money had been mentioned; but now the captain brought
+his great guns to bear.&nbsp; He named a pound, then two, then three.&nbsp;
+Out of the maniap&rsquo;s one person after another came to join the
+group, some with mere excitement, others with consternation in their
+faces.&nbsp; The pretty girl crept to my side; it was then that - surely
+with the most artless flattery - she informed me of my likeness to her
+father.&nbsp; Tamaiti the infidel sat with hanging head and every mark
+of dejection.&nbsp; Terutak&rsquo; streamed with sweat, his eye was
+glazed, his face wore a painful rictus, his chest heaved like that of
+one spent with running.&nbsp; The man must have been by nature covetous;
+and I doubt if ever I saw moral agony more tragically displayed.&nbsp;
+His wife by his side passionately encouraged his resistance.<br>
+<br>
+And now came the charge of the old guard.&nbsp; The captain, making
+a skip, named the surprising figure of five pounds.&nbsp; At the word
+the maniap&rsquo;s were emptied.&nbsp; The king&rsquo;s sister flung
+down her cards and came to the front to listen, a cloud on her brow.&nbsp;
+The pretty girl beat her breast and cried with wearisome iteration that
+if the box were hers I should have it.&nbsp; Terutak&rsquo;s wife was
+beside herself with pious fear, her face discomposed, her voice (which
+scarce ceased from warning and encouragement) shrill as a whistle.&nbsp;
+Even Terutak&rsquo; lost that image-like immobility which he had hitherto
+maintained.&nbsp; He rocked on his mat, threw up his closed knees alternately,
+and struck himself on the breast after the manner of dancers.&nbsp;
+But he came gold out of the furnace; and with what voice was left him
+continued to reject the bribe.<br>
+<br>
+And now came a timely interjection.&nbsp; &lsquo;Money will not heal
+the sick,&rsquo; observed the king&rsquo;s sister sententiously; and
+as soon as I heard the remark translated my eyes were unsealed, and
+I began to blush for my employment.&nbsp; Here was a sick child, and
+I sought, in the view of its parents, to remove the medicine-box.&nbsp;
+Here was the priest of a religion, and I (a heathen millionaire) was
+corrupting him to sacrilege.&nbsp; Here was a greedy man, torn in twain
+betwixt greed and conscience; and I sat by and relished, and lustfully
+renewed his torments.&nbsp; <i>Ave, Caesar</i>!&nbsp; Smothered in a
+corner, dormant but not dead, we have all the one touch of nature: an
+infant passion for the sand and blood of the arena.&nbsp; So I brought
+to an end my first and last experience of the joys of the millionaire,
+and departed amid silent awe.&nbsp; Nowhere else can I expect to stir
+the depths of human nature by an offer of five pounds; nowhere else,
+even at the expense of millions, could I hope to see the evil of riches
+stand so legibly exposed.&nbsp; Of all the bystanders, none but the
+king&rsquo;s sister retained any memory of the gravity and danger of
+the thing in hand.&nbsp; Their eyes glowed, the girl beat her breast,
+in senseless animal excitement.&nbsp; Nothing was offered them; they
+stood neither to gain nor to lose; at the mere name and wind of these
+great sums Satan possessed them.<br>
+<br>
+From this singular interview I went straight to the palace; found the
+king; confessed what I had been doing; begged him, in my name, to compliment
+Terutak&rsquo; on his virtue, and to have a similar box made for me
+against the return of the schooner.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo;, Rubam, and
+one of the Daily Papers - him we used to call &lsquo;the Facetiae Column&rsquo;
+- laboured for a while of some idea, which was at last intelligibly
+delivered.&nbsp; They feared I thought the box would cure me; whereas,
+without the wizard, it was useless; and when I was threatened with another
+cold I should do better to rely on pain-killer.&nbsp; I explained I
+merely wished to keep it in my &lsquo;outch&rsquo; as a thing made in
+Apemama and these honest men were much relieved.<br>
+<br>
+Late the same evening, my wife, crossing the isle to windward, was aware
+of singing in the bush.&nbsp; Nothing is more common in that hour and
+place than the jubilant carol of the toddy-cutter, swinging high overhead,
+beholding below him the narrow ribbon of the isle, the surrounding field
+of ocean, and the fires of the sunset.&nbsp; But this was of a graver
+character, and seemed to proceed from the ground-level.&nbsp; Advancing
+a little in the thicket, Mrs. Stevenson saw a clear space, a fine mat
+spread in the midst, and on the mat a wreath of white flowers and one
+of the devil-work boxes.&nbsp; A woman - whom we guess to have been
+Mrs. Terutak&rsquo; - sat in front, now drooping over the box like a
+mother over a cradle, now lifting her face and directing her song to
+heaven.&nbsp; A passing toddy-cutter told my wife that she was praying.&nbsp;
+Probably she did not so much pray as deprecate; and perhaps even the
+ceremony was one of disenchantment.&nbsp; For the box was already doomed;
+it was to pass from its green medicine-tree, reverend precinct, and
+devout attendants; to be handled by the profane; to cross three seas;
+to come to land under the foolscap of St. Paul&rsquo;s; to be domesticated
+within the hail of Lillie Bridge; there to be dusted by the British
+housemaid, and to take perhaps the roar of London for the voice of the
+outer sea along the reef.&nbsp; Before even we had finished dinner Chench
+had begun his journey, and one of the newspapers had already placed
+the box upon my table as the gift of Tembinok&rsquo;.<br>
+<br>
+I made haste to the palace, thanked the king, but offered to restore
+the box, for I could not bear that the sick of the island should be
+made to suffer.&nbsp; I was amazed by his reply.&nbsp; Terutak&rsquo;,
+it appeared, had still three or four in reserve against an accident;
+and his reluctance, and the dread painted at first on every face, was
+not in the least occasioned by the prospect of medical destitution,
+but by the immediate divinity of Chench.&nbsp; How much more did I respect
+the king&rsquo;s command, which had been able to extort in a moment
+and for nothing a sacrilegious favour that I had in vain solicited with
+millions!&nbsp; But now I had a difficult task in front of me; it was
+not in my view that Terutak&rsquo; should suffer by his virtue; and
+I must persuade the king to share my opinion, to let me enrich one of
+his subjects, and (what was yet more delicate) to pay for my present.&nbsp;
+Nothing shows the king in a more becoming light than the fact that I
+succeeded.&nbsp; He demurred at the principle; he exclaimed, when he
+heard it, at the sum.&nbsp; &lsquo;Plenty money!&rsquo; cried he, with
+contemptuous displeasure.&nbsp; But his resistance was never serious;
+and when he had blown off his ill-humour - &lsquo;A&rsquo; right,&rsquo;
+said he.&nbsp; &lsquo;You give him.&nbsp; Mo&rsquo; betta.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+Armed with this permission, I made straight for the infirmary.&nbsp;
+The night was now come, cool, dark, and starry.&nbsp; On a mat hard
+by a clear fire of wood and coco shell, Terutak&rsquo; lay beside his
+wife.&nbsp; Both were smiling; the agony was over, the king&rsquo;s
+command had reconciled (I must suppose) their agitating scruples; and
+I was bidden to sit by them and share the circulating pipe.&nbsp; I
+was a little moved myself when I placed five gold sovereigns in the
+wizard&rsquo;s hand; but there was no sign of emotion in Terutak&rsquo;
+as he returned them, pointed to the palace, and named Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+It was a changed scene when I had managed to explain.&nbsp; Terutak&rsquo;,
+long, dour Scots fisherman as he was, expressed his satisfaction within
+bounds; but the wife beamed; and there was an old gentleman present
+- her father, I suppose - who seemed nigh translated.&nbsp; His eyes
+stood out of his head; &lsquo;<i>Kaupoi, Kaupoi</i> - rich, rich!&rsquo;
+ran on his lips like a refrain; and he could not meet my eye but what
+he gurgled into foolish laughter.<br>
+<br>
+I might now go home, leaving that fire-lit family party gloating over
+their new millions, and consider my strange day.&nbsp; I had tried and
+rewarded the virtue of Terutak&rsquo;.&nbsp; I had played the millionaire,
+had behaved abominably, and then in some degree repaired my thoughtlessness.&nbsp;
+And now I had my box, and could open it and look within.&nbsp; It contained
+a miniature sleeping-mat and a white shell.&nbsp; Tamaiti, interrogated
+next day as to the shell, explained it was not exactly Chench, but a
+cell, or body, which he would at times inhabit.&nbsp; Asked why there
+was a sleeping-mat, he retorted indignantly, &lsquo;Why have you mats?&rsquo;&nbsp;
+And this was the sceptical Tamaiti!&nbsp; But island scepticism is never
+deeper than the lips.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+CHAPTER VII - THE KING OF APEMAMA<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+Thus all things on the island, even the priests of the gods, obey the
+word of Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp; He can give and take, and slay, and allay
+the scruples of the conscientious, and do all things (apparently) but
+interfere in the cookery of a turtle.&nbsp; &lsquo;I got power&rsquo;
+is his favourite word; it interlards his conversation; the thought haunts
+him and is ever fresh; and when be has asked and meditates of foreign
+countries, he looks up with a smile and reminds you, &lsquo;<i>I</i>
+got<i> Power</i>.&rsquo;&nbsp; Nor is his delight only in the possession,
+but in the exercise.&nbsp; He rejoices in the crooked and violent paths
+of kingship like a strong man to run a race, or like an artist in his
+art.&nbsp; To feel, to use his power, to embellish his island and the
+picture of the island life after a private ideal, to milk the island
+vigorously, to extend his singular museum - these employ delightfully
+the sum of his abilities.&nbsp; I never saw a man more patently in the
+right trade.<br>
+<br>
+It would be natural to suppose this monarchy inherited intact through
+generations.&nbsp; And so far from that, it is a thing of yesterday.&nbsp;
+I was already a boy at school while Apemama was yet republican, ruled
+by a noisy council of Old Men, and torn with incurable feuds.&nbsp;
+And Tembinok&rsquo; is no Bourbon; rather the son of a Napoleon.&nbsp;
+Of course he is well-born.&nbsp; No man need aspire high in the isles
+of the Pacific unless his pedigree be long and in the upper regions
+mythical.&nbsp; And our king counts cousinship with most of the high
+families in the archipelago, and traces his descent to a shark and a
+heroic woman.&nbsp; Directed by an oracle, she swam beyond sight of
+land to meet her revolting paramour, and received at sea the seed of
+a predestined family.&nbsp; &lsquo;I think lie,&rsquo; is the king&rsquo;s
+emphatic commentary; yet he is proud of the legend.&nbsp; From this
+illustrious beginning the fortunes of the race must have declined; and
+Te&ntilde;koruti, the grandfather of Tembinok&rsquo;, was the chief
+of a village at the north end of the island.&nbsp; Kuria and Aranuka
+were yet independent; Apemama itself the arena of devastating feuds.&nbsp;
+Through this perturbed period of history the figure of Te&ntilde;koruti
+stalks memorable.&nbsp; In war he was swift and bloody; several towns
+fell to his spear, and the inhabitants were butchered to a man.&nbsp;
+In civil life this arrogance was unheard of.&nbsp; When the council
+of Old Men was summoned, he went to the Speak House, delivered his mind,
+and left without waiting to be answered.&nbsp; Wisdom had spoken: let
+others opine according to their folly.&nbsp; He was feared and hated,
+and this was his pleasure.&nbsp; He was no poet; he cared not for arts
+or knowledge.&nbsp; &lsquo;My gran&rsquo;patha one thing savvy, savvy
+pight,&rsquo; observed the king.&nbsp; In some lull of their own disputes
+the Old Men of Apemama adventured on the conquest of Apemama; and this
+unlicked Caius Marcius was elected general of the united troops.&nbsp;
+Success attended him; the islands were reduced, and Te&ntilde;koruti
+returned to his own government, glorious and detested.&nbsp; He died
+about 1860, in the seventieth year of his age and the full odour of
+unpopularity.&nbsp; He was tall and lean, says his grandson, looked
+extremely old, and &lsquo;walked all the same young man.&rsquo;&nbsp;
+The same observer gave me a significant detail.&nbsp; The survivors
+of that rough epoch were all defaced with spearmarks; there was none
+on the body of this skilful fighter.&nbsp; &lsquo;I see old man, no
+got a spear,&rsquo; said the king.<br>
+<br>
+Te&ntilde;koruti left two sons, Tembaitake and Tembinatake.&nbsp; Tembaitake,
+our king&rsquo;s father, was short, middling stout, a poet, a good genealogist,
+and something of a fighter; it seems he took himself seriously, and
+was perhaps scarce conscious that he was in all things the creature
+and nursling of his brother.&nbsp; There was no shadow of dispute between
+the pair: the greater man filled with alacrity and content the second
+place; held the breach in war, and all the portfolios in the time of
+peace; and, when his brother rated him, listened in silence, looking
+on the ground.&nbsp; Like Te&ntilde;koruti, he was tall and lean and
+a swift talker - a rare trait in the islands.&nbsp; He possessed every
+accomplishment.&nbsp; He knew sorcery, he was the best genealogist of
+his day, he was a poet, he could dance and make canoes and armour; and
+the famous mast of Apemama, which ran one joint higher than the mainmast
+of a full-rigged ship, was of his conception and design.&nbsp; But these
+were avocations, and the man&rsquo;s trade was war.&nbsp; &lsquo;When
+my uncle go make wa&rsquo;, he laugh,&rsquo; said Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp;
+He forbade the use of field fortification, that protractor of native
+hostilities; his men must fight in the open, and win or be beaten out
+of hand; his own activity inspired his followers; and the swiftness
+of his blows beat down, in one lifetime, the resistance of three islands.&nbsp;
+He made his brother sovereign, he left his nephew absolute.&nbsp; &lsquo;My
+uncle make all smooth,&rsquo; said Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp; &lsquo;I mo&rsquo;
+king than my patha: I got power,&rsquo; he said, with formidable relish.<br>
+<br>
+Such is the portrait of the uncle drawn by the nephew.&nbsp; I can set
+beside it another by a different artist, who has often - I may say always
+- delighted me with his romantic taste in narrative, but not always
+- and I may say not often - persuaded me of his exactitude.&nbsp; I
+have already denied myself the use of so much excellent matter from
+the same source, that I begin to think it time to reward good resolution;
+and his account of Tembinatake agrees so well with the king&rsquo;s,
+that it may very well be (what I hope it is) the record of a fact, and
+not (what I suspect) the pleasing exercise of an imagination more than
+sailorly.&nbsp; A., for so I had perhaps better call him, was walking
+up the island after dusk, when he came on a lighted village of some
+size, was directed to the chief&rsquo;s house, and asked leave to rest
+and smoke a pipe.&nbsp; &lsquo;You will sit down, and smoke a pipe,
+and wash, and eat, and sleep,&rsquo; replied the chief, &lsquo;and to-morrow
+you will go again.&rsquo;&nbsp; Food was brought, prayers were held
+(for this was in the brief day of Christianity), and the chief himself
+prayed with eloquence and seeming sincerity.&nbsp; All evening A. sat
+and admired the man by the firelight.&nbsp; He was six feet high, lean,
+with the appearance of many years, and an extraordinary air of breeding
+and command.&nbsp; &lsquo;He looked like a man who would kill you laughing,&rsquo;
+said A., in singular echo of one of the king&rsquo;s expressions.&nbsp;
+And again: &lsquo;I had been reading the Musketeer books, and he reminded
+me of Aramis.&rsquo;&nbsp; Such is the portrait of Tembinatake, drawn
+by an expert romancer.<br>
+<br>
+We had heard many tales of &lsquo;my patha&rsquo;; never a word of my
+uncle till two days before we left.&nbsp; As the time approached for
+our departure Tembinok&rsquo; became greatly changed; a softer, a more
+melancholy, and, in particular, a more confidential man appeared in
+his stead.&nbsp; To my wife he contrived laboriously to explain that
+though he knew he must lose his father in the course of nature, he had
+not minded nor realised it till the moment came; and that now he was
+to lose us he repeated the experience.&nbsp; We showed fireworks one
+evening on the terrace.&nbsp; It was a heavy business; the sense of
+separation was in all our minds, and the talk languished.&nbsp; The
+king was specially affected, sat disconsolate on his mat, and often
+sighed.&nbsp; Of a sudden one of the wives stepped forth from a cluster,
+came and kissed him in silence, and silently went again.&nbsp; It was
+just such a caress as we might give to a disconsolate child, and the
+king received it with a child&rsquo;s simplicity.&nbsp; Presently after
+we said good-night and withdrew; but Tembinok&rsquo; detained Mr. Osbourne,
+patting the mat by his side and saying: &lsquo;Sit down.&nbsp; I feel
+bad, I like talk.&rsquo;&nbsp; Osbourne sat down by him.&nbsp; &lsquo;You
+like some beer?&rsquo; said he; and one of the wives produced a bottle.&nbsp;
+The king did not partake, but sat sighing and smoking a meerschaum pipe.&nbsp;
+&lsquo;I very sorry you go,&rsquo; he said at last.&nbsp; &lsquo;Miss
+Stlevens he good man, woman he good man, boy he good man; all good man.&nbsp;
+Woman he smart all the same man.&nbsp; My woman&rsquo; (glancing towards
+his wives) &lsquo;he good woman, no very smart.&nbsp; I think Miss Stlevens
+he is chiep all the same cap&rsquo;n man-o-wa&rsquo;.&nbsp; I think
+Miss Stlevens he rich man all the same me.&nbsp; All go schoona.&nbsp;
+I very sorry.&nbsp; My patha he go, my uncle he go, my cutcheons he
+go, Miss Stlevens he go: all go.&nbsp; You no see king cry before.&nbsp;
+King all the same man: feel bad, he cry.&nbsp; I very sorry.&rsquo;<br>
+<br>
+In the morning it was the common topic in the village that the king
+had wept.&nbsp; To me he said: &lsquo;Last night I no can &lsquo;peak:
+too much here,&rsquo; laying his hand upon his bosom.&nbsp; &lsquo;Now
+you go away all the same my pamily.&nbsp; My brothers, my uncle go away.&nbsp;
+All the same.&rsquo;&nbsp; This was said with a dejection almost passionate.&nbsp;
+And it was the first time I had heard him name his uncle, or indeed
+employ the word.&nbsp; The same day he sent me a present of two corselets,
+made in the island fashion of plaited fibre, heavy and strong.&nbsp;
+One had been worn by Te&ntilde;koruti, one by Tembaitake; and the gift
+being gratefully received, he sent me, on the return of his messengers,
+a third - that of Tembinatake.&nbsp; My curiosity was roused; I begged
+for information as to the three wearers; and the king entered with gusto
+into the details already given.&nbsp; Here was a strange thing, that
+he should have talked so much of his family, and not once mentioned
+that relative of whom he was plainly the most proud.&nbsp; Nay, more:
+he had hitherto boasted of his father; thenceforth he had little to
+say of him; and the qualities for which he had praised him in the past
+were now attributed where they were due, - to the uncle.&nbsp; A confusion
+might be natural enough among islanders, who call all the sons of their
+grandfather by the common name of father.&nbsp; But this was not the
+case with Tembinok&rsquo;.&nbsp; Now the ice was broken the word uncle
+was perpetually in his mouth; he who had been so ready to confound was
+now careful to distinguish; and the father sank gradually into a self-complacent
+ordinary man, while the uncle rose to his true stature as the hero and
+founder of the race.<br>
+<br>
+The more I heard and the more I considered, the more this mystery of
+Tembinok&rsquo;s behaviour puzzled and attracted me.&nbsp; And the explanation,
+when it came, was one to strike the imagination of a dramatist.&nbsp;
+Tembinok&rsquo; had two brothers.&nbsp; One, detected in private trading,
+was banished, then forgiven, lives to this day in the island, and is
+the father of the heir-apparent, Paul.&nbsp; The other fell beyond forgiveness.&nbsp;
+I have heard it was a love-affair with one of the king&rsquo;s wives,
+and the thing is highly possible in that romantic archipelago.&nbsp;
+War was attempted to be levied; but Tembinok&rsquo; was too swift for
+the rebels, and the guilty brother escaped in a canoe.&nbsp; He did
+not go alone.&nbsp; Tembinatake had a hand in the rebellion, and the
+man who had gained a kingdom for a weakling brother was banished by
+that brother&rsquo;s son.&nbsp; The fugitives came to shore in other
+islands, but Tembinok&rsquo; remains to this day ignorant of their fate.<br>
+<br>
+So far history.&nbsp; And now a moment for conjecture.&nbsp; Tembinok&rsquo;
+confused habitually, not only the attributes and merits of his father
+and his uncle, but their diverse personal appearance.&nbsp; Before he
+had even spoken, or thought to speak, of Tembinatake, he had told me
+often of a tall, lean father, skilled in war, and his own schoolmaster
+in genealogy and island arts.&nbsp; How if both were fathers, one natural,
+one adoptive?&nbsp; How if the heir of Tembaitake, like the heir of
+Tembinok&rsquo; himself, were not a son, but an adopted nephew?&nbsp;
+How if the founder of the monarchy, while he worked for his brother,
+worked at the same time for the child of his loins?&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;
+&nbsp; How if on the death of Tembaitake, the two stronger natures,
+father and son, king and kingmaker, clashed, and Tembinok&rsquo;, when
+he drove out his uncle, drove out the author of his days?&nbsp; Here
+is at least a tragedy four-square.<br>
+<br>
+The king took us on board in his own gig, dressed for the occasion in
+the naval uniform.&nbsp; He had little to say, he refused refreshments,
+shook us briefly by the hand, and went ashore again.&nbsp; That night
+the palm-tops of Apemama had dipped behind the sea, and the schooner
+sailed solitary under the stars.<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
+<br>
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