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Heath Robinson</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Release Date: March 12, 2022 [eBook #67613]</p> -<p style='display:block; text-indent:0; margin:1em 0'>Language: English</p> - <p style='display:block; margin-top:1em; margin-bottom:0; margin-left:2em; text-indent:-2em; text-align:left'>Produced by: D A Alexander and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at https://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by University of California libraries)</p> -<div style='margin-top:2em; margin-bottom:4em'>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE STORY OF CHALMERS OF NEW GUINEA ***</div> - -<div class="figcenter hide" style="width:450px;"> -<img src="images/i_cover.jpg" width="450" alt="Cover" title="" /> -</div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<h1>THE STORY OF<br /> -CHALMERS OF<br /> -NEW GUINEA</h1> - -<p class="center"><small>BY</small><br /> -JANET HARVEY KELMAN</p> - -<p class="center"><small>WITH PICTURES BY</small><br /> -W. HEATH ROBINSON</p> - -<div class="figcenter bgap" style="width: 180px;"> -<img src="images/i_logo.jpg" width="180" alt="Publishers Logo" -title="" /></div> - -<p class="center">LONDON: T. C. & E. C. JACK<br /> -NEW YORK: E. P. DUTTON & CO. -</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="i_frontispiece"><img src="images/i_frontispiece.jpg" width="400" alt="Tamate and Robert Louis Stevenson in Samoa" -title="" /></a></div></div> - -<p class="caption"> Tamate and Robert Louis Stevenson in Samoa</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center">TO<br /> -MARGARET, JAMES, AND CHRISTOPHER<br /> -FOR THE SAKE OF<br /> -MY DEAR FRIEND<br /> -E. F. M.</p></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="center noindent">Printed by</p> -</div> - -<p class="center noindent"><span class="smcap">Ballantyne, Hanson</span> & <span class="smcap">Co.</span><br /> -Edinburgh</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph2">WHY THESE STORIES<br /> -ARE TOLD</p></div> - -<p>SEVENTY years ago a group of children gathered -round a wise and kindly Scotchwoman, and ever, -as one tale ended, they shouted, “Tell on, Bell, tell on.”</p> - -<p>Some of the stories she told are forgotten, and it is -many days since the fortunes she read were proved true -or false, but other little children re-echo the old request, -and James Chalmers knew well how to answer it when -he wrote for us of Kone and of Aveo, of the wild waves -of the Pacific, and of the wilder men on its islands.</p> - -<p>His life’s adventure here is over. He will not come -back to us nor tell us one tale more. But who shall -say that we may not reach him one day, greet him -with the old words, “Tell on, tell on,” and listen, rapt -and eager, to stories of brave deeds and strange voyages -in that new world in which he lives?</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="noindent ph2">CONTENTS</p> -</div> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" summary="CONTENTS"> - -<tr><td class="tdl"><small>CHAPTER</small></td> -<td> </td> -<td class="tdc"><small>PAGE</small></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">I.</td> -<td class="tdl">Boyhood in Argyll</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_1">1</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">II.</td> -<td class="tdl">The “John Williams”</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_11">11</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">III.</td> -<td class="tdl">Rarotonga</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_22">22</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">IV.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Death of Bocasi</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_33">33</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">V.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Spirits of the Height</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_54">54</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">VI.</td> -<td class="tdl">Kone</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_64">64</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">VII.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Beritani War-Canoes</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_76">76</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">VIII.</td> -<td class="tdl">Tamate and Another</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_85">85</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">IX.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Charms of Aveo</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_90">90</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">X.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Barrier Reef</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_101">101</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdbr">XI.</td> -<td class="tdl">The Fly River</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#Page_108">108</a></td></tr> -</table> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph2">LIST OF PICTURES</p> -</div> - -<table border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3" summary="ILLUSTRATIONS"> -<tr><td class="tdl"> </td> -<td class="tdbr"><small>PAGE</small></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Tamate and Robert Louis Stevenson in Samoa</td> -<td class="tdc"><a href="#i_frontispiece"><i>Frontispiece</i></a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">A Branch that overhung the Water</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo1">4</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">The great grisly Creature</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo2">8</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Coral for the New Staircase</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo3">26</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Another Shout rose</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo4">62</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">The Spear entered his own Breast</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo5">74</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">Puss was dropped into the Boat</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo6">106</a></td></tr> - -<tr><td class="tdl">No Boat came</td> -<td class="tdbr"><a href="#illo7">116</a></td></tr> - -</table> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="ph1 center">THE STORY OF<br /> -CHALMERS OF NEW GUINEA</p></div> - -<p class="gap"><span class="pagenum" id="Page_1">[Pg 1]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_I">CHAPTER I</h2> - -<p class="ph2">BOYHOOD IN ARGYLL</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">J</span>AMES CHALMERS was born sixty-five -years ago at a little town in the West -Highlands of Scotland. He was the son of -a stonemason, but his home was close to -the sea, and he was more eager to sail than -to build.</p> - -<p>One kind of building he did try. That was -boat-building. But he and his little friends -did not find it as easy as it looked, so they -gave it up and tarred a herring-box instead. -When it was ready James jumped into it -for “first sail.” His playmates on the beach -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_2">[Pg 2]</span>towed him along by a rope. They were all -enjoying the fun when the rope snapped, -and the herring-box, with James in it, -danced away out to sea. A cry was raised -and a rush made for the shore. The fishermen -were fond of the daring little fellow who -was always in mischief. Soon they caught -him and brought him safe to land. But -they shook their heads when they saw how -fearless he was. They knew he would soon -be in some other danger.</p> - -<p>When James was seven years old he left -his first home and went to live in Glenaray, -near Inveraray. Still the mountains of Argyll -rose round his home. They were dim misty -blue in summer, but in autumn and spring -they were strong deep blue like the robes -in stained-glass windows. But the new -home was not on the sea-shore. James -could not tumble about in boats and herring-boxes -all day long as he had done before.</p> - -<p>Soon he found another kind of daring to -fill his thoughts. From his home in Glenaray -he and his sisters had three miles to -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_3">[Pg 3]</span>walk to school. Other boys and girls crossed -the moors from scattered farm-houses and -crofts. A large number of children came -from the town of Inveraray, and they gathered -to them others whose homes lay between -the town and the school. Here were two -parties of young warriors ready to fight. -James and the moorland groups were the -glen party. The others were the town party. -Some trifle started warfare. First there was -a teasing word, then a divot of turf, and then -before any one knew what had happened, -stones were flying and fists pounding, and -the clans were at war once more on the -shores of Argyll.</p> - -<p>The spirit of battle ran so high that on -fighting days James and his sisters did not -go straight home. They joined the larger -number of the glen party and went round -by the homes of the others, so that they had -only the last little bit to go alone. There -they were safe from the foe. But on days -of truce they went with the town party to -the bridges over the Aray. The Aray is a -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_4">[Pg 4]</span>wild mountain stream, and when rain falls -in the hills, it rushes wildly down and carries -all before it.</p> - -<p>One afternoon, when the sunshine had -burst out after heavy rain, the children were -going home together. As they came near -the bridges the rush of the water and its -noise drew them close to the banks of the -stream.</p> - -<p>James was there. He heard a cry: -“Johnnie Minto has fallen in!”</p> - -<p>He threw off his coat and gave a quick -glance up the stream. There he saw -Johnnie’s head appear and disappear in the -rush of the water. Without a moment’s -thought he slid down to the lower side of -the bridge and caught his arm round one -of its posts. Just above him Johnnie was -tumbling down in the wild water. One -quick clutch and James held him firmly. -The water was so fierce and rapid that it -seemed he must let go. He did let go, but -it was the bridge that he lost hold of, not -the boy! He let the current carry them -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_5">[Pg 5]</span>both down till he could catch a branch -that overhung the water. By it he pulled -himself and his little foe (for Johnnie was -of the town party) towards the edge of the -stream till the other boys could reach them -and drag them on to the bank.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo1"><img src="images/i_004.jpg" width="400" alt="A branch that overhung the water" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">A branch that overhung the water</p> - -<p class="gap">Once James heard a letter read that had -come from an island on the other side of -the world. It told of the sorrows and -cruelties that savages have to bear. He -was touched. The stories of hardship made -him wish to do and dare all that the writer -of the letter had dared. The stories of -sorrow made him long to help. He said -to himself that he too would go when he -became a man.</p> - -<p>But soon he forgot all about that, and -thought only of how much fun he could get -as the days passed.</p> - -<p>As he grew older he became very wild. He -could not bear to meet any one who might -urge him to live a better life.</p> - -<p>He entered a lawyer’s office, but the work -did not interest him, and he filled his free -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_6">[Pg 6]</span>time with all kinds of pranks, so that soon -he was blamed for any mischief that was -on foot in the town.</p> - -<p>He was the leader of the wildest boys in -Inveraray, but he himself was led only by -his whims and the fancy of the moment. -Until one day he found his own leader, who -made work and play more interesting and -delightful than they had ever been before.</p> - -<p>James found that his life was not aimless -any longer. It was full of one great wish—the -wish to serve his hero, Jesus Christ.</p> - -<p>Then he thought of his old longing to -go and help those who were in pain and -sorrow far away from Scotland.</p> - -<p>It was not only because he was sorry for -them, and because he wished to do the -brave and daring things that others had -done. These thoughts still drew him on. -But far more than these, the love he had -for his newly found Master made him wish -to go.</p> - -<p>He felt that it was a grand thing to be -alive and young, and able to do something -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</span>to bring to other lives the joy and strength -that had come into his own.</p> - -<p>Before he could go, however, he had to -learn many things.</p> - -<p>He went to stay at Cheshunt College, -near London. The head of the college was -a great man. It made it easier to be good -to live beside him. Often afterwards, -amongst hardships and dangers, his -students thought of him, and of what he -had said to them at Cheshunt, and were -braver and stronger because of him.</p> - -<p>While James Chalmers was at college, -part of his work was to preach at a village -eight miles away, and to go to see the -people who were in trouble there. He -was a big strong man, and enjoyed his -walk of sixteen miles. Perhaps that was -why this village, the farthest from the college, -was placed under his care. The -people there loved him, and to-day they -still are glad to think that the “Apostle of -New Guinea,” as he was afterwards called, -once preached and worked amongst them.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</span></p> -<p>Mr. Chalmers could be solemn when he -spoke of God and of life and death, and -when he was with the villagers in times -of sorrow and pain. But he still enjoyed all -the glad things of life that he had loved -in his boyhood, boating and swimming and -fun of all kinds.</p> - -<p>If he was in a restless mood when the -others wished to study, the only way they -could make him quiet was to give him -charge of his part of the house. Then woe -betide the man who made a noise. If -some one else tried to keep order and he -wished to romp, nothing would silence him.</p> - -<p>One evening at supper time, as the -students sat talking round the table, they -heard a slow lumbering step in the passage. -“Pad-sh, pad-sh,” it came, nearer -and nearer, till the door burst open, and -a great grisly bear walked in on his hind -legs. The men started up. The bear -shuffled in amongst them. He grabbed a -quiet timid student. Then the lights went -out!</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo2"><img src="images/i_008.jpg" width="400" alt="The great grisly creature" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">The great grisly creature</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</span></p> - -<p class="gap">There was a great scrimmage. No one -knew where the bear was, and no one -could find matches. Even brave men did -not wish to be caught in the dark by a -runaway bear!</p> - -<p>When at last the lights were lit, and -they saw a man’s face looking out from -under the great head of the bear, they did -not know whether to laugh more at him -or at themselves.</p> - -<p>They had been jumping here and there -and dodging about, to get out of the way -of James Chalmers in a bearskin!</p> - -<p>The students were not the only people -who were alarmed at the made-up bear. -There was an Irishman who came to the -college to sell fruit. One day, as he found -his way along the halls, he met the bear. -It was at the end of a passage, and they -met so suddenly that the poor Irishman -could save neither himself nor his basket -from the paws of the great grisly creature.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</span></p> - -<div class="figcenter box" style="width: 600px;"> -<a id="illo8"><img src="images/i_map2.jpg" width="600" alt="Map" -title="" /></a></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p class="gap"><span class="pagenum" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_II">CHAPTER II</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE “JOHN WILLIAMS”</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">W</span>HEN James Chalmers was twenty-four -years of age, he and his wife left -England for Australia in the <i>John Williams</i>. -The lady he had married was eager to help -in the great work that he had undertaken, -so they were both very happy when they -knew that they had really started on their -long voyage. They enjoyed life on board -ship and won many friends amongst the -passengers and amongst the sailors.</p> - -<p>The ship in which they sailed was new, -and was one of the swiftest on the sea. -She had been built with money given by -hundreds of children, that she might take -Mr. and Mrs. Chalmers and others who -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</span>went to live as they did, from island to -island on the Pacific sea.</p> - -<p>They arrived safely at Sydney, in Australia, -and from that town they sailed for the second -part of their voyage.</p> - -<p>The name of the island on which their -first home was to be was Rarotonga. They -could not go straight to it because others -were on board, and the <i>John Williams</i> had -to sail here and there amongst many islands. -At one, two of her passengers must be left -behind; at another, new voyagers must come -on board; while here, there, and everywhere -great bales of cargo must be landed. In -these bales there were beads and knives, -tomahawks and tobacco, and iron in bars, -and rolls of cloth.</p> - -<p>All these things were the money the white -people used when they wished to buy food, -or land, or boats, or houses from the people -who lived in the islands.</p> - -<p>It was very awkward to have to carry yards -and yards of cloth instead of silver coins -or bank notes! But bank notes and coins -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</span>would have been of no use to the islanders; -so the only way to do was to take to them -what they wished, and the things the <i>John -Williams</i> carried in her hold were the -things they liked best.</p> - -<p>Round many of the islands in the Pacific -lie reefs. The reefs are built of coral by -tiny insects, and they rise from a great -depth almost to the surface of the water. -The mingling colours of the coral are very -wonderful when they are seen through the -liquid blue and green of the waves.</p> - -<p>But although these reefs are beautiful, -they are very dangerous. If a ship runs -upon one, the great waves quickly dash -her to pieces as they break over her.</p> - -<p>There are openings where the reef is -broken for a short distance, or where its -crest lies so far under the surface of the -water that boats may safely enter the calm -bays that lie within.</p> - -<p>Very few ships had sailed in those seas -fifty years ago. The captains had to guess -where the reefs lay. Sometimes they sailed -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</span>slowly, dropping a long line with a weight -at the end of it, to find out if the ship had -entered more shallow water. This is called -“heaving the lead.”</p> - -<p>As the <i>John Williams</i> sailed near the first -island at which she was to anchor, her -passengers were watching the shore; they -were delighted with the beauty of the -island. It was a clear afternoon, and the -rich land and trees offered a kind welcome -to those who were to work there. Those -who meant to go farther on, to other islands, -thought that if this first stopping-place -were like the others, there would, for them -too, be much to enjoy.</p> - -<p>The reefs amongst which their vessel was -sailing were beautiful, and their eyes were -dazzled by the glisten and glimmer of -colour under the water at the ship’s side.</p> - -<p>All at once those who were not standing -very firmly on the deck were thrown down, -and every one was trying not to believe the -truth. But very soon no one could doubt -it. Their beautiful ship had run on an -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</span>unseen rock. She had all sail set and was -going fast, so it was with a great crash -that she struck.</p> - -<p>Every one thought of what must be done -to save the ship and her cargo. If they -had had time to look round they would -have seen hundreds of dark men running -about the shore and hauling canoes to the -water’s edge. In a very short time the -canoes were all round the ship, and the men -were clambering up on deck.</p> - -<p>Though they knew very little English, -they all spoke at once, and they shook -hands with every one. Then they began to -help to work. It was a strange sight. -Dark men and white all together hauled -down the sails and launched the boats. -Close to the reef, dark men dived into the -water with blankets soaked in tar. They -hoped to stop the holes the reef had made -in the ship. White men gathered clothes -and books and cargo together, and saw -them put into the boats to be sent on shore. -Through all the noise of boxes hauled -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</span>along the decks and thrown out of the -way, and high voices shouting questions -and orders, came the steady thud of the -pumps and the swish of the water as it -poured back to the sea from the hold.</p> - -<p>At high water the ship looked shattered, -it is true, but when low tide came she -looked ridiculous. Her stern went down -as the tide fell, but her bows stuck fast -high up on the reef. She looked like a -great rocking-horse whose head has got -so high that it cannot get down again.</p> - -<p>So she rocked up and down twice a day -with the tide, till at last, after all her cargo -had been taken on shore, she was heaved -off the reef into deep water. A great shout -of joy rose as she slipped free.</p> - -<p>But though she was free, she was greatly -damaged, and had to go back to Sydney for -repairs. She returned to the island nearly ten -weeks later, as strong and seaworthy as ever.</p> - -<p>Then they sailed away again, first to the -Loyalty Islands and then to Savage Island.</p> - -<p>Mr. and Mrs. Chalmers saw how glad -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</span>many of the natives were to welcome back -their white friends. They saw, too, that the -lives of men and women who had been -savages had become noble and brave because -white men who loved Jesus Christ had gone -to live amongst them. This made them long -greatly to reach their own home and begin -work there.</p> - -<p>The ship was ready to sail from Savage -Island. All the bales of cloth and the bars -of iron that were to be left there had been -put on shore. The cocoanuts and other gifts -that the natives had brought had been taken -to the ship. Every one hoped to sail for -Samoa next morning. Mr. and Mrs. Chalmers -went on board, while some of those -who were to sail with them stayed on land -for one night longer.</p> - -<p>At night the wind fell and a great calm -lay on everything. The <i>John Williams</i> lay -out to sea, far beyond the reef, with her bow -heading away from the island. The air was -warm and the southern night seemed full of -peace to all except the captain.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</span></p> -<p>Though the ship had been lying waiting -to set sail, she was not at anchor. No anchor -could find holding-ground in the great depth -of water.</p> - -<p>The captain saw that his ship had been -caught in a current, and that she was being -carried steadily backwards to the island. -Between the ship and the island lay the -reef!</p> - -<p>The <i>John Williams</i> had three boats. One -after another they were launched and filled -with rowers. Each boat carried a strong -line with her. By these three lines the -captain hoped the boats might hold the -vessel against the current. The men were -strong and eager to save their ship. They -rowed to the seaward side of her and pulled -hard at the oars. They toiled on and on -till they were tired and aching, but still -they lost way. Faster and faster the ship -drifted towards the reef, dragging her boats -after her.</p> - -<p>Again they tried to anchor, but still no -bottom could be found. Darkness fell deeper -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</span>around them. Every sail was set in the hope -that some breeze off the land might come -in time. Blue lights were burnt on deck, -that their friends on shore might know of -their danger.</p> - -<p>Thunder muttered. Flashes of lightning -gleamed across the darkened sky. The white -surf loomed nearer and nearer; the ship rose -and fell on the backwash of the waves that -broke on the reef.</p> - -<p>Nothing could save her, but lives must be -saved if possible. Seventy-two people were -packed into the three boats, and very soon -after the last one had left her side, the <i>John -Williams</i> struck the reef.</p> - -<p>Rain poured down on the open boats as -they rowed sadly from the wreck. The landing-place -was some miles away, and the surf -was foaming wildly.</p> - -<p>Earlier in the evening those on shore had -caught sight of the blue lights. Some had -run along the rocks to a point near the -wreck. As they ran, the natives kept up a -hooting cry that roused every one by the way. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</span>It was eerie to hear their call through the -darkness and storm.</p> - -<p>By the time the boats were trying to reach -the shore, fires and torches burned brightly -all round the bay to guide their rowers.</p> - -<p>But no boat could reach the shore that -night. The poor drenched voyagers had to -leave their boats and get into canoes, then to -leave the canoes and be carried by natives -through the surf! In spite of all, they reached -land safely.</p> - -<p>But it was with sad hearts that they looked -out across the bay at the wreck of their ship -during the days that followed.</p> - -<p>At last, in spite of many other delays, more -than sixteen months after they had sailed from -England, Mr. and Mrs. Chalmers reached the -island of Rarotonga, where their home was -now to be. The natives there knew a little -English. As one of them carried Mr. -Chalmers ashore he turned to him and asked:</p> - -<p>“What fellow name belong you?”</p> - -<p>“Chalmers.”</p> - -<p>Natives were crowding on the shore to see -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</span>the stranger and to hear who he was. The -man who carried him wished to be the first -to find out and to tell the others. But the -“Ch” and the “s” were too harsh for him -to say, so instead of “Chalmers,” he shouted, -“Tamate!” And Mr. Chalmers was called -“Tamate” to the end of his life. Mrs. -Chalmers was called “Tamate Vaine,” which -was the native way of saying “the wife of -Chalmers.”</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_III">CHAPTER III</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">RAROTONGA</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">R</span>AROTONGA is one of the fairest islands -in the world. It has a white sandy -beach; within that lies a belt of rich land. -On this land, and even on the lower slopes -of the mountains that tower one above the -other in the centre of the island, banana -trees, chestnuts, and cocoanut palms grow -in clumps.</p> - -<p>Tamate and Tamate Vaine quickly settled -down to their work in Rarotonga. The life -there was very quiet after the constant -change and danger of the voyage.</p> - -<p>The people who lived in Rarotonga called -themselves Christians. They had given up -fighting and the worship of the strange -wild spirits whom their fathers had thought -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</span>to be full of power. But though they had -done this, many of them were still selfish -and lazy.</p> - -<p>Tamate would have liked to go at once -amongst men who were much wilder, and -who had never heard of the God who is -love.</p> - -<p>When he saw what his work in Rarotonga -would be, he wrote to England to -those who had sent him. He asked them -to send some one else to Rarotonga, some -one who would like to work quietly and -to teach; and to let him go to a more -dangerous place, where he could make it -easier for others to follow him. But no one -else could be sent then, and he could not -leave his post.</p> - -<p>When he found that he must stay in -Rarotonga, he made up his mind that -since he could not get the work he wished, -he would throw all his strength into the -work he had to do.</p> - -<p>Part of it was to train native lads so -that they might become teachers and go to -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</span>other islands. Though they were men, he -had to teach them a great many things -that boys and girls learn at home when they -are very little. He had to train them to be -thrifty, and tidy too, because, when they -went away to teach they would have to -till their own gardens, and to grow their -own crops, and to be at the head of a -school without any one to guide them.</p> - -<p>As Tamate spoke to the people in church -Sunday after Sunday he wondered where -all the young men were. There were old -men and women, and young women and -children, and there were his students, but -he scarcely ever saw any other young men.</p> - -<p>Where could they be?</p> - -<p>He found that they spent their days, and -often their nights too, in the thick tanglewood -that is called “the bush,” and that they -drank orange beer there, and sometimes -foreign drinks too. These revels made -them useless for anything else.</p> - -<p>The natives who knew Mr. Chalmers, and -were beginning to love him, begged him -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</span>not to go near the young men when they -were drinking, because they were wild and -fierce, and might kill him.</p> - -<p>But Tamate never was afraid of any one. -He went away alone, and plunged here and -there through the bush, until he came -upon a band of young men. Then he sat -down and chatted with them. Very soon -they liked him so much that though they -would not give up drinking, yet they could -forgive him when he knocked the bungs out -of the beer barrels and let the beer run -away. He was so brave and fearless that -he could do this when the men were -standing watching him.</p> - -<p>Sometimes one or two of the young men -gave up drinking, but Tamate wished to get -hold of them all, not of one or two only, so -he kept on winning their friendship, and -waited.</p> - -<p>His chance came. He heard that the -young men were meeting to drill for war, -and that they called themselves volunteers. -This was startling. War had ceased on the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</span>island. No one was likely to attack them -from over the sea. Why should they drill?</p> - -<p>Tamate thought of the battles of Glenaray. -He knew it would be useless to -talk to these wild lads about peace and -kindness, but he thought of another plan. -He said to them:</p> - -<p>“Why do you drill out of sight like -this? Why not let every one see that you -are ‘Volunteers.’ You must come to -church, and sit together in the gallery.”</p> - -<p>The first Sunday after that a few of -them came to church. The next week many -more came, and from that time the Sunday -Service became part of their drill. So -eager were they to look well when they -came to it, that they began to plant their -lands that they might sell the fruit they -grew, and buy clothes.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo3"><img src="images/i_026.jpg" width="400" alt="Coral for the new staircase" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">Coral for the new staircase</p> - -<p class="gap">By-and-by the little church in Rarotonga -needed a new platform and a new staircase. -Then a great joy came to Tamate. -He saw his young bushmen, whom he had -first seen round their midnight fires, wild -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</span>and fierce and useless, away out on the -reefs cutting coral for the new staircase. -They had learned to love the church and -its services, and some of them became soldiers -in the army of Jesus Christ.</p> - -<p>When the church was ready to be -opened again, there was great eagerness -and stir. The natives had given nearly -all that was needed. But there was still £25 -worth of wood unpaid for.</p> - -<p>Tamate was sure that the gifts that -would be brought on the opening day would -be worth much more than £25, but when he -said so to a group of men, the doorkeeper -said to him:</p> - -<p>“How are you going to get in?”</p> - -<p>“Why, by the door, of course.”</p> - -<p>“No, you will not. I have the keys, and -I will not open the door until everything is -paid. Of course you may try the windows.”</p> - -<p>Tamate was very glad that his doorkeeper -cared so much about this debt. Though -he had not meant to be so strict, he yielded -to his friend.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</span></p> -<p>But although the doorkeeper would let -no one enter a church that was not paid -for, he did not mean to keep any one out of -church for a single day.</p> - -<p>Soon a great noise was heard in the -village. Boom went the drums. Boom! -boom! High above their booming the -voices of the villagers rose. Every one -was called together to give what they could -spare for the church. Very soon all was -paid, and many gifts were left over.</p> - -<p>All the time that Tamate was in Rarotonga -he was longing to be at more -dangerous work amongst those who lived -to fight and kill each other, and who had -no one to teach them.</p> - -<p>His thoughts were so much with these -wild tribes that he made others think of -them too. Many of his students had caught -his spirit, and longed, as he did, to go to -the island of New Guinea, where very wild -men lived and fought. Some of the teachers -he had trained went before him. They knew -it was dangerous, but they went with joy, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</span>because they too had learned how great -and glad a thing it is to live for others.</p> - -<p>At last Mr. Chalmers was allowed to -leave Rarotonga and to go to New Guinea.</p> - -<p>New Guinea is an island three times as -large as Great Britain. It is very rich in -fruits, in ebony wood, and in other things -that traders like to find. It lies near -to Australia. But the savages who lived -in it were so fierce, and its rocky coast -was so wild, that no one had tried to trade -in the south-eastern end of it. Those who -knew anything about it thought that to go -there meant to die.</p> - -<p>Four years before Tamate went to New -Guinea, some of his teachers had landed -at one of its villages, which was called -Port Moresby. Here they found Mr. Lawes -and his wife, who some months earlier had -made their home there. They were the -first white people who had lived amongst -the natives of that wild coast. They found -many tribes of natives, and each tribe was -at war with the tribes around it. If two -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</span>chiefs had a quarrel with each other, they -brought their tribes to fight it out. Then -the two tribes went on paying each other -back in turn, till all their villages were -burned and very many of their warriors -were killed. Every one was either killing, -or being killed, or afraid of being killed.</p> - -<p>The men of New Guinea were large and -strong, and they liked to look handsome. -They thought it very handsome to have -their hair standing far out on the tops of -their heads and all round, with beautiful -bright feathers stuck into it. They liked, -too, to wear sticks like tusks through their -noses, and rings through their ears, and -necklaces of bones.</p> - -<p>They daubed themselves all over with -bright, sticky paint. But what they thought -most handsome of all was to have a great -many tattoo marks. When a man had killed -another he was allowed to have his skin -pricked with coloured dye. Afterwards the -dye would never come out, no matter how -hard the skin was scrubbed.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</span></p> -<p>No one was allowed to have these coloured -marks until he had killed a man. That was -why the wild men of New Guinea were so -proud of tattoo marks. Each mark proved -that the man who bore it had been strong -and clever.</p> - -<p>It did not always prove that he had been -brave, because sometimes the spear that -had killed had been thrown from behind -the foe.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</span></p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 600px;"> -<a id="illo9"><img class="box" src="images/i_032.jpg" width="600" alt="Map" -title="" /></a></div> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_IV">CHAPTER IV</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE DEATH OF BOCASI</p> - -<p class="noindent gap"><span class="dropcap">T</span>AMATE was on his way to New -Guinea at last, and soon the ship in -which he sailed was within sight of the -island. But that did not mean that he -could land at once and begin his work -there. He had many things to think of. -He must choose a place where the reefs -would allow his boat, if he ever had one, -to anchor safely; and where any ships that -passed could come near enough to let him -get on board. He wished to be able to go -here and there along the coast, and to -open up many roads for others to follow.</p> - -<p>He must also have firm ground on which -to build a house. The natives of New -Guinea could live in swamps. They chose -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</span>great trees, cut off the branches and fixed -the stem deep in the mud. High up above -the swamp they built a platform across the -tops of the tree trunks, and then a house -on the platform. They clambered up to -their houses by palm-leaf ladders. Sometimes -their villages were built right out -into the sea, so that they could paddle -about in their canoes in and out underneath -their homes.</p> - -<p>But though those who had been born in -New Guinea could live so, the hot, damp -air, and the smells which rose from the -swamps would have killed strangers.</p> - -<p>Besides that, Tamate wished to teach -those he gathered about him to grow many -kinds of plants for food, so he had to -choose a place where the soil was good.</p> - -<p>After a long time he sighted the island -of Suau, which looked as if it might be -the right place. It lay close to the -mainland.</p> - -<p>In the bay beside it a single canoe paddled -about. There was only one man in the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</span>canoe—a big, wild, cruel-looking native. He -was fishing. Though he was fierce and -strong, he was in terror when he saw the -ship. His fishing was forgotten, and he -paddled with all his might for the shore.</p> - -<p>But the ship could sail much more -quickly than his canoe, and soon she overtook -him.</p> - -<p>Tamate held up some bright beads and -a piece of iron, and offered to give them -to him, to show that he meant to be friends -and not to hurt him in any way. The man -waited to get the gifts, and then made off -to the shore, while the ship anchored in -the bay.</p> - -<p>Very soon canoes came out to the vessel, -and dark figures clambered up her sides -and over her deck. They were very -curious to know what kind of a thing this -big “canoe” was, and to see the strange -white people on board; and they wished -to get beads and iron if they could!</p> - -<p>Tamate Vaine sat knitting. And as the -natives looked at everything and every one, -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</span>they watched her too. She was the first to -win a friend; for there was one big savage, -called Kirikeu, who was so much charmed -by her and by her knitting that he did not -trouble to go with the others to see all that -was in the boat, but sat still and watched -her. They could not talk to each other at -all; but when at sunset time he knew that -he must go ashore, he made signs to her -that he would go away and sleep, and that -when morning came he would return with -a gift for her. He could not tell her what -the gift would be, but he showed her it -would be something to eat.</p> - -<p>By the time the sun began to rise next -morning the canoes of Suau were ready to -paddle to the ship again. Leading all the -others was one in which Kirikeu sat with -the food he had said he would bring.</p> - -<p>But although Kirikeu was friendly, all -the others were not. Many of them looked -as if they would be glad to pick a quarrel. -Their faces were frowning and angry.</p> - -<p>Still, Tamate thought he would risk it. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</span>From a sailor who had picked up a good -many of the words spoken on another island -which lay near, he had learned all that he -could. At many of the points at which he -had landed to look for a home, he had used -those words, but he found that no one -knew them. The tribes in New Guinea -speak many different languages. Here at -Suau he found that the natives did know -what he meant when he used the words -the sailor had taught him. This made him -more eager to stay. One other thing he -must have. That was good water. A -party from the ship landed. When Kirikeu -knew that they were looking for water, he -led them to a fresh stream.</p> - -<p>Near the stream Tamate saw a piece of -land that he liked. He bought it from the -chief. Then he and his teachers began to -build a house. The natives followed him -into the woods, and he showed them which -trees he wished, and gave them tomahawks -with which to cleave the stems. They -thought this great fun. They did not do -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</span>what he wished, because they cared for -him, nor because they meant to be friendly. -They were just like boys with new knives, -ready to cut anything. If they had not -been a little afraid of the white man, they -would have liked to kill him with the tomahawks, -and so get all the cargo in the ship.</p> - -<p>Tamate and his wife lived in one end of -the chief’s house until their own was built. -They hired a room from him. It was a -strange room. The bed was spread on the -floor. It had no table, nor chair. A wall, -only two feet high, ran between it and the -room in which the chief lived. It was -startling, on wakening in the dim light -before the sun rose, to see bones and -skulls glimmering from the roof, and dark -figures passing through the room.</p> - -<p>Houses do not take long to build when -they are quite simple, and are made of tree -stems and palm fronds. Soon the new -house was firm and strong. There was -very little in it, and the seats and tables -and beds were bare and plain.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</span></p> -<p>Tamate was eager to get all his beads -and cloth into the house in order to let the -little ship that still lay in the bay sail -away. It was not easy to take this bulky -money from the boat to the house. Whenever -a native saw anything he wished to -have, he thought he would like to get it -at once, and asked for it. If it was not -given to him, he grew angry, and perhaps -he stole it when no one was at hand.</p> - -<p>One afternoon a band of armed natives -passed Tamate. They were daubed with -war paint, and looked very terrible. They -carried their spears and clubs as if they -were ready to use them at any moment. -In spite of the daubs of paint, Tamate -knew that some of them were men who -had been friendly with him. He shouted a -greeting to them, but they frowned, and -hurried on to the chief’s house where the -teachers were. He hastened after them, -and went in amongst them. He found that -they were led by a chief from the mainland, -and that they wished gifts. The Suau chief -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</span>round whose house they crowded, was very -angry. He talked and shouted to the -warriors from his platform. Then he called -to the teachers to bring guns. When he -saw that they would not do it, he rushed -in and seized one himself.</p> - -<p>Tamate tried to calm his friend, and to -make him see that they would not fight, -because they had come to bring peace to -the island, not war.</p> - -<p>The fierce-looking man whom they had -seen first in his canoe in the bay, ran at -Tamate with his club in the air.</p> - -<p>“What do you want?”</p> - -<p>“Tomahawks, knives, iron, beads; and if -you do not give them to us we shall kill -you!”</p> - -<p>“You may kill us, but never a thing will -you get from us.”</p> - -<p>He had to hold to his word alone. The -teachers wished him to give the mainland -chief and his people some little things for -fear they would kill them all. But he -said:</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</span></p> -<p>“Can’t you see, if we give to these men, -others will come from all round and ask -gifts, and the end will be that we shall all -be killed. No; if they mean to kill us, let -them do it now, and be done with it!”</p> - -<p>Then Kirikeu came, and begged him to -give something. By this time this first -Suau friend cared a great deal for the white -man, and wished to help him. He thought -it was the only way to get rid of the warriors. -But Tamate said:</p> - -<p>“No, my friend, I never give to people who -carry arms.”</p> - -<p>Then Kirikeu and the Suau chief began -to shout to the strangers again. At last -the wild yells came more seldom, and the -men from the mainland went with the men -of Suau into the bush to talk out the -quarrel. Once more they sent to ask for -a gift, and once more they were answered -as before:</p> - -<p>“I never give to armed people.”</p> - -<p>Next morning Kirikeu brought the mainland -chief to Tamate. Now the warrior -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</span>was unarmed. The anger and fury of the -night before were gone. When he found -that he could not force the stranger to give -him anything, and that Kirikeu and the -Suau chief would not allow him to kill him, -he thought that the best thing to do was -to try to make peace, and this Tamate -gladly did.</p> - -<p>While the others were building, Mrs. -Chalmers had been winning another friend. -A bold young warrior, named Bocasi, used -to sit beside her on the platform of the -chief’s house. He taught her to speak the -Suau words, and she taught him to knit.</p> - -<p>Many other natives were becoming friendly -to the strangers. Sometimes they brought -gifts of vegetables and fish, and sometimes -they invited them to their feasts.</p> - -<p>Tamate thought that he might leave his -teachers in charge at Suau for a short time, -and go, in the little ship that still lay in the -bay, to see some other villages along the -shore. He was very busy clearing out -some “bush” near the house, that he might -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</span>get it planted before he went, when one of -the crew came to him, and said:</p> - -<p>“I ’fraid, sir, our captain he too fast with -natives. One big fellow he come on board, -and he sit down below. Captain he tell -him get up. He no get up. Captain he -get sword, and he tell him if he no get up -he cut head off! He get up; go ashore. -I fear he no all right. Natives all look -bad, and he been off trying to make row -we fellow.”</p> - -<p>Tamate knew that the “big fellow” was -Bocasi. He was vexed that he and the -captain had quarrelled, but he did not -think there was danger. He said to the -sailor:</p> - -<p>“Oh no; I think it is all right.”</p> - -<p>Then he told the men to stop work. As -he was paying them, he heard two shots -fired from the ship. He reached the -house with a bound. The ship was a small -one, not the one in which they had come -to Suau, but another which had stayed beside -them with cargo until they could land -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</span>everything they needed. Its crew numbered -only four, and this morning the captain -and the cook had been left alone on -board. The other two were on shore, helping -to clear and to plant.</p> - -<p>Whenever Tamate heard the shots, he -sent these two sailors off to their captain. -As he looked out to the ship, he saw -natives swarming all over her deck, and -some of them tugging at her anchor chain. -On a point of rock that ran out towards -the ship other dark figures crowded.</p> - -<p>What could the captain be doing? Was -he going to let the men in the canoes carry -the line from his vessel to the wild crowd -on the rocks, that they might pull the little -ship ashore and wreck her?</p> - -<p>Then a great noise rose from the beach, -where the ship’s boat lay, and the two -sailors came running back to say that -natives were in the boat, and would not -let it go back to the ship.</p> - -<p>Tamate ran off, leaping over fences and -bushes till he reached the shore. He -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</span>sprang to the boat. The natives fled before -him, and soon the sailors were rowing hard -to reach the ship.</p> - -<p>When the natives on board saw them -coming they took fright, slipped down into -their canoes, and made for the shore. -Those on the reef ran back to the village. -When the sailors reached the ship, they -found their captain lying on deck with a -spear-head in his side, and gashes on his -head and foot. They were so angry that -they began to fire at the crowd of natives -that surged backwards and forwards on -the shore. Two men were wounded. Tamate -did not know what to do first. He longed to -get to the ship to stop the firing, but for -the moment all he could do was to bandage -the wounds of the two natives. Meanwhile -the villagers were arming. Clubs and -spears seemed to spring from the ground on -every side. Angry voices asked, “Where is -Bocasi?” “Where is Bocasi?”</p> - -<p>Bocasi had gone to the ship and had not -come back.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</span></p> -<p>Mr. Chalmers asked two native men to -take him in a canoe to the ship. He was -very anxious to know what had kept Bocasi. -He was too eager to wait till he was on -board, so he shouted when he came near—</p> - -<p>“Is there still a man on board?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, he board.”</p> - -<p>Something about the voice of the man -who answered made Tamate’s heart sink. -He cried, “Is he shot?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, he shot dead. Yes, he dead!”</p> - -<p>When he got on board he found the -captain faint and white. Bocasi had tried -to kill the captain, and the captain had shot -Bocasi.</p> - -<p>The captain might die of his wound. He -must be sent to some place where he could -be nursed. The body of Bocasi must be -taken to Suau. The people there were -angry already. When they saw the dead -body they would be full of fury. If Tamate -went back in the same canoe with it, they -would kill him in their first burst of wrath. -His wife and the teachers would be left at -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</span>their mercy, and all his dreams of help for -the men of New Guinea would be over. If -he let the body go before him, his wife and -the teachers would be slain, and he would not -be allowed to land again.</p> - -<p>One thing must be done first. By hook -or by crook he must get ashore before the -body. The canoe in which he had crossed -lay alongside. The men were just going to -place the body in it to row it to the shore.</p> - -<p>“Stay,” he cried; “wait for a larger canoe -to carry Bocasi’s body.”</p> - -<p>While they paused, he seized one native -who was still in the canoe, and said, “Take -me to shore quick, and give me time to -reach the house before you land the body.”</p> - -<p>It was never easy to disobey Tamate, so -before the other native had time to object, -the little canoe was safely on its way to -the shore.</p> - -<p>Mr. Chalmers was grateful to reach his -house and to be amongst the men of Suau -again, but he knew that the hardest time -was still before him.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</span></p> - -<p>When the dead body was brought to -land there was great mourning and wailing. -Bocasi was a warrior. He was young and -handsome, and his people were proud of -him.</p> - -<p>The natives could not make up their -minds what to do. Now they carried their -weapons lowered for peace. Again they -strutted about with them raised for war. -East, and north, and west canoes could be -seen. They were all coming to Suau. From -each canoe as it touched the island a band -of armed men landed, joined the crowd and -added to the tumult. As the twilight fell, -Tamate sent out bandages and medicine to -the captain, and told him to be ready to sail -that night.</p> - -<p>A party of natives came rushing to the -fence which ran round the bare new built -house.</p> - -<p>“Come out and fight,” they shouted, “and -we will kill you for Bocasi.”</p> - -<p>Then a chief came. “You must give -payment for Bocasi’s death,” he said.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</span></p> - -<p>“Yes, I will give, but remember I have -had nothing to do with Bocasi’s death.”</p> - -<p>“You must give it now.”</p> - -<p>“I cannot. If you will come to-morrow -when the big star rises I will give it you.”</p> - -<p>The chief went sulkily away.</p> - -<p>Soon afterwards a native stole out of the -bush. He did not speak angrily nor ask -for gifts. He had come on another errand.</p> - -<p>“Tamate,” he said, “you must go to-night. -At midnight you may have a chance. To-morrow -morning when the big star rises -they will kill you.”</p> - -<p>“Are you sure of it?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, I have just come from the chief’s -house. That is what they have agreed. -They will do nothing till to-morrow morning.”</p> - -<p>Tamate told this to his wife, and asked -her if she wished to go away. Perhaps he -knew what she would say. At any rate she -answered as he would have done.</p> - -<p>“We will stay. God will take care of us. -If we die, we die: if we live, we live.”</p> - -<p>Then they asked the wives of the teachers. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</span>They were brave too. They said, “Let us -live together or die together.”</p> - -<p>That night they gathered quietly for -evening service in their strange new home. -They could not sing lest the sound should -bring the natives to attack them. Though -the teachers knew English, they were not -quite at home in it, so Tamate spoke in -Rarotongan, that they might follow every -word.</p> - -<p>On the hush, broken only by his voice in -prayer, a grating sound fell. It was the -clank of the chain, on the side of the ship -and on the windlass, as the anchor was -drawn up.</p> - -<p>When they rose from prayer and looked -out, the ship was leaving the bay. The -last chance of escape was gone. They were -alone amongst the fierce and angry natives.</p> - -<p>Instead of going to sleep, Mr. and Mrs. -Chalmers spent the night making parcels. -They tied up large gifts for the near friends -of Bocasi and smaller ones for the others.</p> - -<p>Through the darkness came the sound -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</span>of war-horns, and the shouts of bands of -fighters who came from the other side of -Suau and from the mainland. At four next -morning the chief strode in. He looked at -the gifts.</p> - -<p>“It is not enough; can you not give more?”</p> - -<p>“If you wait till the steamer comes I -may.”</p> - -<p>“I must have more now.”</p> - -<p>“I cannot give you more now.”</p> - -<p>Groups of natives came to the fence. -They shouted: “More, give more.”</p> - -<p>But no notice was taken and they went -away. Daylight came, and still the new -house and those within it were unhurt. -Kirikeu wandered near the house.</p> - -<p>“Let no one go out,” he said.</p> - -<p>The day passed slowly, but still he kept -close to the house.</p> - -<p>About three o’clock next morning Tamate -lay down to rest. But scarcely had he -fallen asleep when his wife roused him.</p> - -<p>“Quick! They have taken the house.”</p> - -<p>The door was only a piece of cloth hung -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</span>across the entrance. Tamate sprang to it -and drew aside the curtain. In front of -him a great band of armed men swayed. -Another party blocked the end of the house. -In the dim light the chief from the mainland -stood out as leader.</p> - -<p>“What do you want?” shouted Tamate.</p> - -<p>“Give us more, or we will kill you and -burn the house.”</p> - -<p>“Kill you may, but no more payment do -I give. If we die we shall die fighting.”</p> - -<p>The chief cowered in fear. The weapon -of the white man was uncanny and strange. -The courage of the white man alone against -them all was stranger still.</p> - -<p>“Go!” said Tamate; “tell the others there -must be an end of this. The first man who -crosses the line where the fence stood is a -dead man. Go!”</p> - -<p>And they went! They went and talked. -Talked wildly and fiercely too, but in less -than two hours Kirikeu came to say that -all was well.</p> - -<p>On the shore they saw a large war-canoe -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</span>ready to start, and watched the quick dark -figures of the natives as they lifted hundreds -of smaller canoes into the water. -The warriors from the mainland shouted -back: “We return to-morrow, to kill not -only the white man and his friends, but to -kill all of you.” But before to-morrow came -they thought they would stay at home!</p> - -<p>The white man’s courage had awed the -natives, and though the chief of Suau would -have liked to get larger presents, he did -not wish the strangers to be killed. The -iron and beads they brought had made him -wealthy. When he saw that nothing would -move Tamate, he turned against the others.</p> - -<p>“If you try to kill him,” he said, “you -must kill me first.”</p> - -<p>That was why the mainland chief said -he would kill the men of Suau with the -strangers!</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_V">CHAPTER V</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE SPIRITS OF THE HEIGHT</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">I</span>N time the natives grew friendly again. -Then Tamate thought of other places. -He had not come to New Guinea to teach -and help the people of one little island on -its shore only.</p> - -<p>He wished to go here and there and -everywhere, that far and wide he might let -men know that he and those who followed -him meant peace and friendship. So he -would open the way. Later he would go -back to leave teachers with the chiefs whose -friendship he had won. In many villages -his students would have been killed at once -if they had gone alone. It needed a man -of strong courage, quick wit, and great -heart to go first. All these he had.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</span></p> -<p>When he went away to make peace with -new tribes he would have liked to take his -wife with him, and she wished very much -to go. But she was as eager as Tamate -was to think of others first. She was a -strong woman. She did not say much, but -whenever she saw what was the right -thing to do she did it. She knew that -the teachers would be lonely if they both -went, and that the natives might not be -so willing to please them as they now -were to please her husband and herself. -So when Tamate went away she stayed at -Suau.</p> - -<p>It was very hard to say good-bye, because -each of them knew that they might never -meet again, and that either of them might -need the other more than they had ever -needed any one.</p> - -<p>One time it was more hard than it had -been before. Tamate wished to visit the -village of Tepauri. The tribe who lived -there were at war with Suau. In the last -battle the people of Suau had killed a great -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</span>many of the others. Tamate wished to make -peace between the two tribes.</p> - -<p>One afternoon he said: “I am going to -Tepauri to-morrow; will you go with -me?” Even Kirikeu refused to go with -him.</p> - -<p>That evening, as he and Mrs. Chalmers sat -at their door, a troop of natives came to them. -The dark men carried strange white things -in their arms. When they came near they -set them down in front of the house. They -were skulls! Kirikeu spoke for the others. -He said: “Friend, are you going over there -to-morrow?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, I mean to go.”</p> - -<p>“Do you see these skulls? They belonged -to people we killed from over there. They -have not been paid for. They will take -your head in payment, for you are our great -friend!”</p> - -<p>He looked hard at Tamate and added: -“Will you go now?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, I will go to-morrow morning, and -God will take care of us.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</span></p> -<p>Beni, a Rarotongan teacher, was a widower. -Tamate said to him: “You heard all the -natives said yesterday. I am going to Tepauri. -Will you come?”</p> - -<p>He agreed, and the two went off together. -When they reached Tepauri they found -themselves in the midst of a wild dancing -mob. The natives shouted and waved their -spears and their clubs, and made believe -to throw them.</p> - -<p>Every now and again they cried: “Goira, -Goira.”</p> - -<p>This sounded like a Rarotongan word -which meant “spear them.” The natives -caught Tamate’s hand and rushed along the -shore with him. The teacher was forced to -follow close behind, and still the men of -Tepauri danced and shouted and aimed their -spears at unseen foes.</p> - -<p>They came to the bed of a stream. Tamate -stuck his heel against a stone to try to stop -himself, but he was lifted over it and on and -on, stumbling and running and clambering -up the stony bed. He turned to Beni and -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</span>said, “Try to get back. They may let -you go.”</p> - -<p>“I am trying all the time.”</p> - -<p>“What do you think of it?”</p> - -<p>“Oh, they are taking us to the sacred -place to kill us!”</p> - -<p>“It looks like it.”</p> - -<p>The thick undergrowth was so close and -tangled that there was no hope of escape -into it.</p> - -<p>“No use,” said Tamate. “God is with us, -so let us go quietly.”</p> - -<p>From the dry stones of the stream bed -and the thick bush, they came to a beautiful -cool pool of water, hung round with ferns -and moss. Then one of the men who had -dragged them along made a speech. They -did not know all the words then, but they -could gather the meaning of the whole. -This is part of it.</p> - -<p>“Tamate, look, here is good water. It -is yours and all this land is yours. Our -young men will begin at once to build you -a house. Go and bring your wife and leave -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</span>these bad murdering people you are with, -and come and live with us.”</p> - -<p>“Goira” was their word for water.</p> - -<p>When Tamate and Beni returned to Suau -the natives there could not believe that the -people of Tepauri had not hurt them. They -looked at them anxiously and said:</p> - -<p>“They did not kill you, but did you eat -anything there?”</p> - -<p>“Oh yes, plenty.”</p> - -<p>“You should not have done that. They will -have poisoned you.”</p> - -<p>When the natives of Suau saw that Tamate -Vaine stayed alone with them when her husband -went away, they were delighted. They -said to each other:</p> - -<p>“They trust us, we must treat them kindly. -They cannot mean us harm, or Tamate would -not have left his wife behind.”</p> - -<p>They used to beg her to eat a great deal, -so that her husband would know that they -had treated her well.</p> - -<p>But the fever that seizes so many people -there had weakened Mrs. Chalmers. Her -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</span>spirit was so brave and strong that neither -she nor any one else knew how ill she -was.</p> - -<p>Once Tamate went for a long walk on the -mainland across the water from Suau. He -wished to find out if it would be wise to send -teachers far inland amongst the mountains. -On this walk an old chief was leader of the -party. They needed him to show them the -way across the mountains, but the chief was -eager to help in other ways that seemed to -him more useful.</p> - -<p>It was a bright sunny morning when they -set out, and merry laughter and shouts rose -from the travellers. Soon they came to a -spot where a woman had died. The laughter -died away. With solemn faces the chief and -his men tore down branches from the trees -and ran on brushing their feet with the -branches, to keep the spirit of the dead -woman from tripping them up. When they -passed that bit of road, the run quieted down -to a walk. Then rain began to fall. Again -the chief took the care of the journey on his -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</span>head. He scolded the rain and bade it be -gone.</p> - -<p>They spent the night in a little village. -Tamate tried to sleep, but ever through his -sleep he heard his guide’s voice telling of the -strange doings of the white man and of the -great “war-canoe” that had called at Suau.</p> - -<p>Next morning the chief gathered all the -party together on an island in the midst of -a stream. The way for the day lay uphill, -but ere the climb began, the spirits that lived -in the heights had to be made friendly. A -great leaf was laid on the ground. An old -cocoanut was scraped into it. Other leaves -were cut into little pieces and mixed with the -cocoanut, while the chief and five others sat -on the ground and sang a low chant. Then -they sprang up suddenly with a shout, and -the natives squeezed some of the juices of the -leaves and cocoanut over their heads. But -this was not all. They waded into the stream -and stood in deep water with their eyes -gazing at the mountain-tops and their hands -on their mouths. A low murmur reached the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</span>ears of those who watched them from the -island. Suddenly another shout rose, and -the sound of splashing water as the men -plunged into the stream. The chief was the -last to return to the island. Tamate asked -him:</p> - -<p>“Is it all right?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, very good. The mountain spirits -have gone, and the chief on the other side -will be ready for us. We shall eat pigs. We -shall put on armlets. And more food will be -given to us than we shall know what to do -with.”</p> - -<p>All the way up the chief was very solemn. -He would pluck a leaf, talk to it, throw it -away and pluck another. A bird on a twig -before him was enough to bar the way. He -bade it be gone, and stood motionless till he -saw it fly.</p> - -<p>The walk was a happy one, but Tamate felt -that there were many other parts of New -Guinea that were more in need of teachers, -so he did not place any there then.</p> - -<p>When he returned to Suau he found his -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</span>wife very ill, and in a few months he had to -let her sail away to Sydney. She could not -get well at Suau, but they both hoped that -rest and change in Australia would make her -strong again.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo4"><img src="images/i_062.jpg" width="400" alt="Another shout rose" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">Another shout rose</p> - -<p class="gap">He worked on at Suau, but the letters from -Sydney brought him sad news. His wife was -growing weaker instead of stronger. A few -months after she had left him a friend came -to help him, and he gladly left this friend in -charge at Suau and sailed for Sydney, but -ere he reached his wife, he read in a newspaper -that she was dead. She died amongst -loving friends. She was bright and strong -to the end, and her thoughts were full of -others’ needs. One of her last messages to -her husband was:</p> - -<p>“Do not leave the teachers.”</p> - -<p>Mr. Chalmers sailed back to New Guinea -to find a new home and new work at Port -Moresby.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VI">CHAPTER VI</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">KONE</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">P</span>ORT MORESBY is a village on the -mainland of New Guinea. It lies to -the north and west of the island of Suau. -Here Mr. Chalmers made his new headquarters -beside Mr. and Mrs. Lawes. -Together they planned and began the working -of a training-school that they might -have New Guinean teachers.</p> - -<p>Tamate used to say that to do Christ’s -work in New Guinea one was needed to -break up the ground, another to sow, and -another to reap. Although during his lifetime -he saw many of the fierce men of the -islands won for Christ, and trying to live -as He wishes men to live, still the greater -part of his work was to break down the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</span>hatred and cruelty of the wildest tribes. -So, though he had his house at Port -Moresby, he was seldom there for any -length of time.</p> - -<p>On one of his voyages westward along -the coast he sighted three canoes. The -men in the canoes were waiting to trade -with natives from the village of Namoa. -When they saw Tamate they all went -ashore and ate together on the beach. -Still there was no sign of the Namoans.</p> - -<p>“Why not walk to Namoa?” said one.</p> - -<p>“Why not?”</p> - -<p>“And Tamate will come too!”</p> - -<p>He did not wish to go. He was on his -way to a village farther west. But the -others were very eager to have him with -them, and he yielded. As they started he -looked round doubtfully.</p> - -<p>“I fear it will rain before we can get -back,” he said.</p> - -<p>“Not till we return,” answered a native -woman.</p> - -<p>“Why not?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</span></p> -<p>“The rainmaker is with us, and he only -can bring rain!”</p> - -<p>“Where is he?”</p> - -<p>The woman pointed to a chief named -Kone.</p> - -<p>“What about rain, Kone?”</p> - -<p>“It cannot rain, so do not fear.”</p> - -<p>“But I think it will rain.”</p> - -<p>“You need not fear; let us start.”</p> - -<p>As they walked he said again:</p> - -<p>“Kone, it will rain!”</p> - -<p>“It will not,” Kone said. Then he turned -to the mountains and shouted:</p> - -<p>“Rain, stay on the mountains! Rain, -stay on the mountains!”</p> - -<p>“No use, Kone; rain will come.”</p> - -<p>Soon the rain began to fall in torrents.</p> - -<p>Kone thought that Tamate had brought -the rain by stronger magic than he himself -could use. He said:</p> - -<p>“You are a great chief, and so am I, but -the rain has listened to you.”</p> - -<p>“Come, my friend, I have told you of the -great and good Spirit and of His power.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</span></p> -<p>But Kone only laughed.</p> - -<p>The kindly Namoans made the strangers -welcome. They feasted them in their -clubhouse till the rain was over and the -stars shone on the white chief and the -dark natives, who gazed with awe on the -man who had brought rain in spite of -Kone.</p> - -<p>After this Mr. Chalmers often met the -rainmaker, who loved to sit and listen while -the white chief told of the fierce men who -lived towards the sun-setting, and of the way -in which he had brought peace amongst -many of them. Kone offered to visit him -at Port Moresby. Tamate was amused. -He thought it was only in order to get -tobacco and tomahawks and beads that -Kone meant to come. Kone did wish to -get these things, but the thought of peace -had got into his mind, and he had begun -to love his new friend greatly too.</p> - -<p>Mr. Chalmers wished to place a teacher -in the village of Delena, where Kone’s home -was. So he stayed there for some time to -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</span>take charge of the building of a house and -to prepare for a school.</p> - -<p>One night he saw that all his friends in -the village were excited. They feared an -attack from the Lolo tribe, who lived near. -Natives moved quickly hither and thither. -Women glided past and were lost in the -bush. They carried bundles. Soon they -returned with empty hands. They had hid -their treasures. Natives came to him. -They whispered to him and pointed to his -guns.</p> - -<p>“Shoot, Tamate. Shoot for us, and -frighten the Loloans and send them -away.”</p> - -<p>In the simplest words he tried to tell -them that he had not come to scatter -people, but to gather all together. To -bring peace; to change foes into friends.</p> - -<p>The troubled natives did not know what -he meant. To-night they spoke to this -great white chief. To-morrow he and they -might be lying dead, and yet he would not -shoot!</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</span></p> -<p>They could not understand him, but sometimes -a glimmer of what he wished flashed -on them, and they turned away with a -half hope that he would save them some -other way if he would not save them by -his gun.</p> - -<p>On the night of the attack Tamate fell -asleep. He was content to trust to the -quick ears of his little terrier or the ready -alarm of his boy. Beyond the tents great -lights were burning, so that no one could -steal up unseen.</p> - -<p>At two in the morning the alarm came. -On every side there was noise and clamour. -Tamate’s tent was high above the village. -Women and children flocked to it. They -tumbled over each other in their eagerness -to get into safety and to save their -pots and ornaments. In spite of all that -Tamate had said, they still hoped that he -would use his guns!</p> - -<p>Bundles of arrows and spears were carried -into the bush and left there in hiding, -so that if a warrior had thrown his last -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</span>spear he had only to dodge into the tanglewood -and come out terrible as before! At -last the fighting began.</p> - -<p>The natives once more urged Tamate to -shoot.</p> - -<p>“Come down and fight,” they shouted.</p> - -<p>He left the women and children in the -care of his boy, and hurried down to the -village. He had no gun, no spears, no -arrows. But he had no fear. He came -straight up to the warriors and shouted: -“Peace!”</p> - -<p>Then the sharp twang of the bow-strings -ceased, and the hiss of the spears and -arrows came more seldom, till a hush fell -over all.</p> - -<p>Tamate asked one man after another to -give up his arms. And they did. Kone -was at his side, and whispered to him:</p> - -<p>“Yonder is the Loloan chief.”</p> - -<p>Tamate had met this chief before and had -not been able to win his friendship. He -must try again! He went to him, and somehow -or other the next thing that happened -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</span>was that he and the warrior chief were -walking arm-in-arm to the tents. It sounds -very funny to read about, but it was very -serious that morning.</p> - -<p>The Loloan chief promised to stop the -fighting, and Tamate let him return to his -men. But very soon some of the villagers -came rushing up, shouting, “They will kill -Kone! They will kill Kone!”</p> - -<p>Tamate ran into the fight again. Many -more Loloans had come. They danced -wildly round in their war paint. Clubs and -spears rattled and whizzed on every side. -One blow fell on his head, another on his -hand. An old friend drew him to the -edge of the fight. The Loloan chief came -to him.</p> - -<p>“We will not hurt you; let us fight it -out,” the chief begged.</p> - -<p>“No, no; you must stop, and see that you -do not hurt my friend Kone.”</p> - -<p>When quiet came at last, Mr. Chalmers -told them all, that he could not stay with -them if they fought so, and that if they -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</span>wished to have him there, they must not -kill each other.</p> - -<p>After the Loloans were gone, the men of -Delena gathered round him to thank him.</p> - -<p>“If you had not been here,” they said, -“many of us would have been dead, and the -others away from their homes for ever.”</p> - -<p>While Tamate stayed at Delena, he had -a short service each day at sunrise, and -another at sunset. At first the natives -came to see what the strange white man -did. Afterwards they began to care for -what he said. They found that this strong -chief, who had brought rain when they did -not wish it, and peace when they did wish -it, cared very much about the words he -spoke at sunrise and at sunset. They could -see it. His face glowed. The man who -had been calm when the arrows flew about -him, grew excited when he spoke of his -Master Jesus Christ. So they wondered -and listened. But Kone waited when the -others went away. He wished to know -more. Tamate taught him a prayer: “Great -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</span>Spirit of Love, give me light! Lead me to -Christ, for Jesus’ sake.”</p> - -<p>It is very simple, but it was not easy for -Kone to learn it. Every now and then a -smile came to Tamate’s lips. He saw the -rainmaker on his way from the village. He -knew why he was coming and what he -would say.</p> - -<p>“Tamate, I have forgotten it.”</p> - -<p>Then he learned it again, and went off -gladly, only to come back in a little while -and say, “I have forgotten it, Tamate.”</p> - -<p>But before the house was built Kone had -learned that prayer, so that he could never -forget it.</p> - -<p>Not long after Mr. Chalmers left Delena -a great feast was held there. Kone’s heart -was full of love to his white friend who had -saved him from death and had brought -peace because he knew the great Spirit -of Love. Kone, too, wished to bring peace. -He would help Tamate’s work and end -the strife between the Loloans and the -Naara tribe with whom they were at war. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</span>He thought the feast would be a good time -to begin, so he asked two Naara men to -come to Delena for it.</p> - -<p>As the dancing began, he saw a Loloan -steal up behind one of his Naara friends. -The Loloan’s spear was aimed at the -stranger. There was no time for Kone to -save his guest except in one way. He -leapt in front of his friend, and the spear -that was meant for the Naara man entered -his own breast. He was carried home to -die.</p> - -<p>“Send for Tamate,” he said, “send for -Tamate.” But across the reef and up -against the shore a great south-east wind -was blowing, and no canoe could face the -wildness of the sea.</p> - -<p>In the darkness of pain and weakness, -Kone could not have the joy of seeing -his friend once more. But still in the shadow -of death he sought for Tamate’s Master, -and murmured the words he had learned -so slowly: “Great Spirit of Love, give me -light! Lead me to Christ.”</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo5"><img src="images/i_074.jpg" width="400" alt="The spear entered his own breast" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">The spear entered his own breast</p> - -<p class="gap"><span class="pagenum" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</span></p> -<p>A few months later, Mr. Chalmers came -back to Delena. He wished to go still -farther west, and meant to take Kone with -him. Kone was a good fellow-traveller. He -could speak many languages, he was loved -by the natives, and he was a constant joy -to Tamate. The great childlike heart of -the savage chief was like his own.</p> - -<p>When the boat reached Delena, a canoe -came out to meet her. But there were no -shouts of welcome, and Kone was not there.</p> - -<p>A chief stepped on board in silence, and -at first would give no answer to the eager -question, “Where is Kone?” Then he said, -“Oh, Tamate, your friend Kone is dead.”</p> - -<p>“Dead?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, Kone is dead, and we buried him -at your house. The house of his one great -friend!”</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VII">CHAPTER VII</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE BERITANI WAR-CANOES</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">“T</span>AMATE” was the name by which the -Rarotongans called Mr. Chalmers -when he first reached the island. The -natives of New Guinea called the British -men-of-war “Beritani war-canoes.” While -Mr. Chalmers was at Port Moresby five of -them came to New Guinea, and sailed about -in its waters. Up till this time the south-eastern -part of the island had always been -left in the hands of the natives. If these -men had been as able to keep away other -people as they were to kill each other, it -might have been left to them always. But -although they were very clever with their -bows and spears, they could do little against -men who fought them with guns.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</span></p> -<p>Mr. Chalmers and Mr. Lawes, and those -like them, were not the only foreigners -who came to New Guinea. Some very -cruel men came. They wished to make a -great deal of money, and they did not care -how much they hurt other people in order -to make it.</p> - -<p>When they came to the island they bought -land as Tamate did, but they did not pay -for it as he had done. Sometimes they -bought a large piece of ground, and gave -the worth of one penny for it. The natives -did not know what their land was worth, -so they were willing to let it go for almost -nothing. The strangers did not always take -trouble to find out who really owned the -land. They bought it from those who had -no right to sell it.</p> - -<p>But they did a very much more cruel -thing than that. They tempted the natives -to go away with them to work and to get -many things they wished in payment for the -work. The traders made the natives think -they meant to bring them back in “three -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</span>moons.” Some of the men of New Guinea -thought it would be nice to come home -rich men in so short a time, and went with -them. But three months, and six months, -and a year passed, and still they did not -return. Their friends at last mourned for -them as dead, and gave the things that had -been theirs to others. Often the natives -were so angry, when they found out what -had been done, that they killed other white -men who did not wish to harm them.</p> - -<p>Tamate had been in New Guinea for some -years. By his kindness to the natives, he -had made it more possible for strangers to -trade there. But many sad things were -happening. White men were cruel to -natives, and natives were cruel to white -men. Often both white men and dark -killed people who had not hurt them, because -they hated the whole race for what -single men of it had done.</p> - -<p>Every one who knew about it felt that this -must not go on, and England sent her men-of-war -to take Southern New Guinea under -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</span>her care. She did not take it for her own. -She only said that she would try to keep -people from doing very wicked things there, -and that she would punish those who were -unjust and cruel to others, whether they -were natives of New Guinea or not.</p> - -<p>But the officers on board the men-of-war -did not know the languages of New Guinea. -They could not tell the natives why they -were there nor what they wished to do. -They asked Mr. Chalmers and Mr. Lawes -to go with them to let the natives know -why it was that the “Beritani war-canoes” -had sailed to New Guinea.</p> - -<p>One day all the chiefs that could be -brought together from the tribes near, met -on board the war-ship <i>Nelson</i> in the bay -outside of Port Moresby. They feasted -there together, and then returned to the -village. But the doings of the day were -not over. Two of the big guns began to -fire, and the natives danced with surprise. -When darkness fell, search-lights gleamed -and glanced round the bay. They fell on -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</span>the far-off mountains and on the palm -groves, and lighted up each creek and -cranny on the shore. They fell on the -quaint houses of Port Moresby, and on -the dark faces of the startled natives. -Then came the shriek of the syren. It -leapt about like an uncanny thing, and -seemed to come now from the plashing -waves and now from the depths of the -forest. Dogs and men fled alike from the -noise of it into the darkest corners of their -homes. Then the quiet of night fell on the -village and on the “Beritani war-canoes.”</p> - -<p>Next morning the officers of H.M.S. -<i>Nelson</i> landed and marched to Mr. Lawes’ -house. Hundreds of black eyes watched -them, and hundreds of ears listened with -delight to the music of the band.</p> - -<p>The Union Jack was hoisted close to -the house. After that Commodore Erskine -read a paper, which told what Britain -would do for New Guinea, and what she -wished New Guinea to do for her.</p> - -<p>The chiefs did not know what the Commodore<span class="pagenum" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</span> -read, but Mr. Lawes said it all -over to them in their own language.</p> - -<p>Though Commodore Erskine was there -in order to tell the men of New Guinea -what Britain wished, he could not be long -with Mr. Chalmers and Mr. Lawes without -caring about their work too.</p> - -<p>One afternoon, when his ship was in the -bay, he came ashore to see the school. -The village bell began to ring. It did not -hang in a church tower, nor over the door -of the school, but from the branch of a -tree. One hundred and twenty boys and -girls pattered into a long cool room. The -walls and roof were made of plaited palm -leaves, and the air could get in while the -hot sunshine had to stay outside. The -children answered many questions. They -knew where their own home lay on the -map, and they thought of other places -as near it, or far from it, for New Guinea -was the centre of the world to them.</p> - -<p>They sang “Auld Lang Syne,” and “God -Save the Queen,” and afterwards they -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</span>bowed their heads, and said, “Our Father -which art in heaven.” They did not say it -in words that Commodore Erskine knew, -but with reverence and trust which are the -same all over the world.</p> - -<p>The Commodore would have liked to give -the children sweets and chocolates, but he -gave them something that they liked much -better. Each of them bounded away with -a string of beads, a bit of tobacco, and a -fish-hook!</p> - -<p>At many other villages in New Guinea -the people were told why the “Beritani -war-canoes” had come to their shores, and -why the Union Jack was hoisted.</p> - -<p>At one place there was great joy because -one of the war-ships brought back seventeen -men who had been tempted away by -traders. One was a chief, an older man -than most of those who had gone. He sat -gazing from the ship while a canoe came -from the shore. The two men in it climbed -up into the ship. Then there was a rush -and a cry, and the three natives were together.<span class="pagenum" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</span> -One of the men in the boat was the -brother of the old chief. He had thought he -would never see him again, and now they -were together, weeping and rubbing noses, -which was their way of kissing.</p> - -<p>But although the villagers were glad to see -their friends again, some were full of sorrow. -Many had gone away and only seventeen -had been brought back. They gathered -round Tamate and said:</p> - -<p>“Where are the other boys? You have -brought joy to some homes, but others are -left in sorrow.”</p> - -<p>Mr. Chalmers wished them to go with him -on the war-ship to tell Commodore Erskine -of their friends. The <i>Nelson</i>, on which the -Commodore sailed, was then at another part -of the island. But the natives were far too -frightened to go. One, who had a son away, -was willing to give anything he had if the -ships would only go quickly to bring back -his boy.</p> - -<p>“Now go to-day, and we will fill the ship -with pigs,” he said.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</span></p> - -<p>“Well, come and see the Commodore and -tell him you want your son back.”</p> - -<p>“No! white fellow speak three moons, no -bring him again. You go bring fellow boy -back.”</p> - -<p>The screw gave a sudden turn. The -native darted overboard into his canoe. He -thought he was going to be carried off by -force. When he saw the water rippling -between his canoe and the great war-ship, -he shouted:</p> - -<p>“Bring boy back!”</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_VIII">CHAPTER VIII</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">TAMATE AND ANOTHER</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">A</span>FTER this Mr. Chalmers went to England. -While he was there he met the -lady who afterwards became his wife. With -this second Tamate Vaine he made a home -at Motu-motu, the village of islands, a place -still farther west and nearer the country of -the wildest tribes of New Guinea.</p> - -<p>Mrs. Chalmers entered into her husband’s -work with great spirit. She soon loved the -wild villagers, and the chiefs from the country -round her home. And the little dark-skinned -children were a joy to her. But the climate -told on her health, and her husband sailed -with her to Sydney that the voyage and -rest might strengthen her.</p> - -<p>At this time there was another great -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</span>Scotchman on an island in the Pacific. He, -too, was trying to help those amongst whom -he lived, though not in the same ways that -Tamate helped. His name was Robert Louis -Stevenson. He wrote delightful stories and -poems, “Treasure Island” and “Kidnapped”; -“Leerie” and “The Land of Counterpane,” -and very many more.</p> - -<p>When he was a full-grown man he enjoyed -romping just as much as Mr. Chalmers had -enjoyed being a bear in Cheshunt College. -These two men were like each other in many -ways, and when they met on board the -steamer from Sydney to the islands, they -became friends at once.</p> - -<p>There was a little smoking-room on board -ship, and night after night the dim air was -full of pictures, pictures of shipwrecks and -strange weird places, of wild men in battle, -and little children. They were the pictures -that rose as one story followed another.</p> - -<p>Too soon the steamer reached Samoa, -where Mr. Stevenson’s home was. The -friends had not to part at once. Tamate -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</span>stayed some days in the island, but he was -so busy seeing people and speaking that -there was not much time for story-telling. -Twenty-four years before this, after the ship-wreck -at Savage Island, he had landed at -Samoa with nothing except the clothes he -wore. He had made friends there as he -always did, and now many of them, as well -as others who had only heard of him before, -wished to see him.</p> - -<p>A great open-air meeting was held. Hundreds -and hundreds of native men and women -gathered to listen to him and to their own -King Malietoa.</p> - -<p>The white people who lived there wished to -hear him too. They asked him to lecture to -them. This he did, and Robert Louis Stevenson -was in the chair at the meeting.</p> - -<p>When Tamate sailed away from Samoa he -hoped soon to see his new friend, but they -could never meet again. The letters they -wrote to each other were full of love and -honour. In one of them Mr. Stevenson -said:</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</span></p> -<p>“O Tamate, if I had met you when I -was a boy, how different my life would have -been!”</p> - -<p>It was not only the wild men of New -Guinea who loved Mr. Chalmers. Wherever -he went he drew out all that was finest in -men and women, and made them better and -gladder because he was there.</p> - -<p>When he and his wife reached Motu-motu -the sea was very rough and they could -scarcely land. But they were so eager to be -amongst their friends there again, that they -would not wait for calm. The little landing-boat -lay alongside, but far down below the -deck, and she danced on the waves like a -cork. It was too wild to think of a -ladder, so Mrs. Chalmers called out:</p> - -<p>“Stand ready to catch hold of me, boys, -and when she rises again, I’ll spring.”</p> - -<p>Her husband said:</p> - -<p>“That’s the only way; but I fear you won’t -do it in time.”</p> - -<p>But before he had finished speaking -Tamate Vaine found herself safely in the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</span>boat, not very sure how she had got there, -but glad to be one step nearer home.</p> - -<p>What a greeting met them. Every one was -at the water’s edge to welcome them home. -The houseboys came as far out as they could -on a bank of sand and ran alongside as the -boat came in, and the dogs plashed into the -water in their delight.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_IX">CHAPTER IX</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE CHARMS OF AVEO</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">B</span>Y this time Tamate and Tamate Vaine -had friends in hundreds of homes in -New Guinea. The teachers from Rarotonga -had grown into strong, good men and women. -Their love for Tamate was like the love of -children to a father. The little girls and boys -at the village schools rushed to welcome the -great white chief and his wife, and shrieked -with laughter when they tried to speak the -strange words of new tribes.</p> - -<p>Many natives too had learned to love -Tamate’s Master. All life was changed for -them because Tamate had come to New -Guinea, and they felt for him a love that -was deeper and stronger than their love -for life. Often they went with him when -they thought it was to death.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</span></p> -<p>But Tamate had other friends, men who -thought they knew better than he did, and -who still worshipped cruel spirits as their -fathers had done. Very many of them were -true friends to Tamate, and found a big -place in his heart and life. He loved them -for their own sakes, and he loved them -because he hoped that one day they too -would love his Master.</p> - -<p>When Tamate left Motu-motu, Aveo was -one of these friends. He lived at a very -wild place farther west than Motu-motu.</p> - -<p>Aveo was a great chief, but he seemed -much more than a chief to the people who -knew him. He had charms, and they thought -that the strange spirit they feared was in -him, and that he could make famines and -storms and earthquakes. They feared that -he would use his charms against them unless -they gave him many gifts. When their -canoes were lying deep in the water laden -with sago, and they were ready to sail away, -they gave arm shells and pigs to him and -asked him to give them calm weather!</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</span></p> -<p>Tamate’s first visit to Aveo was a strange -one. He had heard much about the charms, -and he wished to see them. Aveo had seen -him before and was eager to welcome him. -He made a feast. While the food was -being cooked they sat and talked. Tamate -asked about the charms. He found that -Aveo believed in them himself as thoroughly -as other natives did.</p> - -<p>“Let me see those charms, Aveo.”</p> - -<p>“Tamate,” said Aveo, “you are now my -friend. If I showed you these things you -would die. No one but myself must see -them.”</p> - -<p>“Aveo, there is no chance of my dying or -even being sick by seeing your things.”</p> - -<p>“Never, my friend Tamate, never.”</p> - -<p>“It is all right, Aveo, they can do me no -harm.”</p> - -<p>A native who was listening said, “You -may let him see them. They will not hurt -him. He goes everywhere and sees everything, -and he is all right.”</p> - -<p>Aveo sighed and looked strangely at -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</span>Tamate. Then he said, “I am afraid, but -I will think about it.”</p> - -<p>At night Tamate lay down to sleep. His -hammock was slung on the platform of a -village house. He was very tired, but when -he lay down he could not sleep. The night -was hot and the air heavy. Strange noises -rose to his ears from the other houses of -the village and from the wild bush all round. -About midnight another noise sounded -through those vague ones. It was the -sound of the fall of a naked foot on the -palm fronds of the platform. It came nearer -and nearer. Then a hand touched him and -a voice whispered:</p> - -<p>“Are you asleep?”</p> - -<p>“No, I am not. Is it you, Aveo?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, do you really wish to see those -things?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, I do.”</p> - -<p>“Are you sure they won’t kill you? Will -you not get sick and then die after you -have seen them?”</p> - -<p>“No, certainly not.”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</span></p> -<p>“I am afraid, greatly afraid, but come -with me!”</p> - -<p>Tamate slipped from his hammock and -followed Aveo in and out through the village, -till they came to the last house. It was -built on the ground, not on stilts like the -other houses. Aveo led the way, first -through one room, then through another, -till they came to a very small room in which -a low fire burned.</p> - -<p>When they were both inside it, Aveo put -up a door across the opening by which they -had entered, so that no one could see into -the room. Then he piled wood on the -flickering fire and soon the flames flashed -up and lighted the dark corners and the two -dim figures.</p> - -<p>Then Aveo fetched a netted bag. It was -small and dirty, but he handled it with great -care. He opened the bag a little. Then he -stopped.</p> - -<p>“That must be enough, Tamate. You -will die if I go on, and what then will I -do?”</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</span></p> -<p>“No, Aveo, I will not die, so do not fear.”</p> - -<p>Then Aveo took out a parcel. It was -bound up with fibres of cocoanut and native -cloth made of bark. Tamate watched and -watched. He began to think there was -nothing except string and cloth. The logs -were smouldering and everything was dim -again. Tamate stirred the fire. A blaze -lit up the room. Aveo stopped unwinding -the fibre, and looked at Tamate. He could -not see him well, for his eyes were full of -tears, and tears were on his cheeks. His -hands shook as he held the little parcel. -He faltered, “O Tamate, you will die.”</p> - -<p>“No, Aveo, no; I am all right. Go on.”</p> - -<p>Then the last bit of cloth was unrolled, -and Aveo put three little pieces of wood on -the mat. The light from the logs fell on -them. They looked like two little dolls and -a tiny club. They were very old. Only one -man could use them at a time. Long, long -ago a father had given them to his son. He -had told his son that his father had given -them to him. Then the son had given them -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</span>to his son. No one knew how old they were. -No one had heard of a time when they had -not been handed down from a father to a -son. No one living had seen them except -Aveo and Tamate.</p> - -<p>Tamate wished to buy them, but Aveo -would not sell them. He put them carefully -away again. Then Tamate said to him, -“Some day a man will come to live in your -village. He will tell you of the God who -made all things, and who loves us. After -that you will not want these things any -more. Promise that you will not sell them -except to me.”</p> - -<p>Aveo smiled, for he was sure he would -always wish to keep his charms. He said, -“Yes, should it ever happen! I will give -these things to my son when I have taught -him all.”</p> - -<p>Then Tamate found his way back to his -hammock and fell asleep.</p> - -<p>Aveo came to him another night. This -time he brought his sleeping-mat with him. -His white friend was going away next -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</span>morning, and Aveo wished to sleep beside -him, or rather to stay beside him, for he -did not try to sleep. He talked eagerly of -a voyage he had made to Motu-motu and -of the kindness that Mr. and Mrs. Lawes -had shown him. All at once he stopped -and began to sing to himself sadly.</p> - -<p>Tamate said, “Aveo, what are you doing? -Why have you left off your story so suddenly?”</p> - -<p>Aveo pointed to the north. “When I see -those two stars,” he said, “I always do this. -My father taught me. I know the spirit of -the sea hears me. May I go on?”</p> - -<p>“Yes, go on.”</p> - -<p>After the song was over, Aveo told Tamate -about the spirits of the earth and the sea -and the sky, till morning came.</p> - -<p>When Tamate left Motu-motu to go far -west to the wildest tribes of all, who lived -near the Fly River, Aveo still trusted in his -charms and in his songs to the spirits of -the earth and sky and sea.</p> - -<p>Many years afterwards, Tamate came back -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</span>from the Fly River to see his old friends -and to cheer the teachers who lived in the -villages along the shore. When he reached -the village where Aveo lived, the news of -his coming spread quickly, and Aveo hurried -to the teacher’s house to see his old friend. -After they had greeted each other, Aveo said, -“What about those things, Tamate?”</p> - -<p>“What things?”</p> - -<p>“Why, have you forgotten them?”</p> - -<p>Then suddenly the white man remembered -the night he had spent in Aveo’s village -long ago, and the magic charms he had -seen there.</p> - -<p>“I remember them well,” he said; “what -of them?”</p> - -<p>“Do you want them now?”</p> - -<p>“Yes; will you sell them to me?”</p> - -<p>“No—no payment, Tamate. At night -when no one is about I will bring them to -you.”</p> - -<p>At night Aveo came creeping in. He -peered all round. He saw two men looking -in at a door. They had been watching -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</span>Tamate as he wrote. Aveo wished no -one to see. He said, “Send these men -away.”</p> - -<p>When he saw that all the windows -and doors were shut, he opened his bag -and unwound the parcel as before. It was -not so eerie as it had been in his own -little room, with the gleaming logs.</p> - -<p>Although Aveo no longer used his charms -it was not easy for him to part with them, -and Tamate was so much afraid that he -would be sorry and ask them back again, -that whenever he got the bag with its -strange little dolls, he hurried down to his -ship that lay at anchor near the shore. He -could talk more happily with Aveo, when he -knew that the charms were safely locked up -on board.</p> - -<p>Next morning Mr. Chalmers set sail for -another village. There was a heavy sea -rolling, and the little ship was driven against -a point of rock. Although Aveo had tried -to hide his charms from every one when he -took them to Tamate, the natives had found -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</span>out that they were on board. Though many -of these men loved Jesus Christ, they could -scarcely believe that the charms had no -power at all. When the ship struck the -reef they said, “Tamate has Aveo’s things, -and the ship is wrecked and Tamate -drowned.”</p> - -<p>But in spite of the stormy seas every one -reached land safely. The ship was floated -off the reef and mended, and in a day or -two Tamate and the charms sailed away -out of the bay.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_X">CHAPTER X</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE BARRIER REEF</p> - - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">B</span>EFORE Tamate left Motu-motu for the -Fly River he went to Australia. The -<i>Harrier</i>—a little ship that took them from -village to village in New Guinea—was -broken and battered by the wild waves that -surged on the shores of the island. But -she had become so useful that the workers -in New Guinea could not do without something -in her stead while she was in dock -under repair. Mr. Chalmers went to get -another boat to do her work.</p> - -<p>The <i>Harrier</i> crossed safely from New -Guinea to the coast of Australia through -stormy seas. She came to the great -Barrier Reef that lies along the shore of -that part of Australia. At some parts the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</span>reef is more than fifty miles out to sea, at -others it runs almost close to the rocks of -the shore. It has openings through which -ships may enter the deep water within it. -The <i>Harrier</i> made for one of these some -distance north of Cooktown and entered it -safely.</p> - -<p>Although the night was stormy, and the -wind against them, the crew were in great -spirits, and sang “Homeward Bound” as -they worked. They thought of their wives -and the other friends who would welcome -them in port. It was Thursday evening, -and now that they were safe within the -Barrier Reef they hoped to enter the -harbour next morning.</p> - -<p>But the weather was against them. -Though they carried sail all night, they -found when morning came that they were -very little farther south than they had been -the night before. They could not sail -straight into Cooktown. They had to tack -backwards and forwards between the shore -and the reef. The wind was so strong -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</span>that it carried away some of the <i>Harrier’s</i> -sails. The anchor was let go beside Three -Islands, and the ship lay there till repairs -were finished.</p> - -<p>At four o’clock on Friday afternoon she -set sail again. In the evening the captain -began to hope that if he tacked once more -out towards the reef he might bring her -into Cooktown harbour with the return -tack.</p> - -<p>Tamate was in bed and half asleep. He -heard the captain come down and go to the -chart-room. Could there be any danger? -He was too sleepy to trouble about that. -A few minutes afterwards he was dreaming -of striking a rock—bump, thump, scrape!</p> - -<p>But was he dreaming? He started up -wide-awake. In a minute he was dressed -and on deck.</p> - -<p>All hands were at work. The sails were -hauled down. Then the ship’s boat was -launched. She carried an anchor out to -deep water. As soon as it held, the sailors -turned the windlass with all their strength. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</span>They hoped to heave the <i>Harrier</i> off the -rocks; but no, she was firm. All night -long each wave drove her against the reef. -As the tide fell she leaned over to one side -more and more till her crew could scarcely -move from place to place on her deck. -There was much work to do. They had -to drag on deck all the heavy things that -were on board, so that if she righted again -with the evening tide they might throw -them into the sea. They hoped that if she -was as light as possible they might heave -her off into deep water again.</p> - -<p>All day long on Saturday they made -signals of distress. But the hours wore -on and there was no sign of help. They -were out of the channel in which ships -sailed for Cooktown.</p> - -<p>The ship righted with the evening tide. -Over went everything of iron and all heavy -cargo into the sea. The men at the windlass -worked till it seemed that the anchor-hawser -would break. But the <i>Harrier</i> was -too firmly fixed; she would not move.</p> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</span></p> -<p>The sea was still wild on Sunday morning. -No one knew if the ship’s boat could -live in it. Yet if the boat did not go to -seek for help, no one might see them and -then they would all be drowned. They -could not tell whether it was more dangerous -to go in the boat or to stay on the -ship. The <i>Harrier</i> was over on her side -again. Before the boat was sent off the -sailors slid and scrambled along the sloping -deck and cut the stays. Then the masts -were sawn partly through on the side of -the ship that was uppermost. Every one -climbed to the high edge of the deck, away -from all the ropes and rigging, and waited. -A great wave came. Crack, crack, went -the masts, and away into the sea went -masts and rigging that the ship might -have a better chance of holding together -till help could come.</p> - -<p>Then the boat was manned. It was not -easy to get into her down the side of the -<i>Harrier</i>, whilst the waves dashed her wildly -hither and thither.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</span></p> - -<p>“What are you doing?” shouted Tamate, -still on the deck of the <i>Harrier</i>, to a sailor -who was diving down to the hold searching -for something.</p> - -<p>“Looking for the poor old cat, sir.”</p> - -<p>He found him, too, and puss was dropped -through the spray into the boat.</p> - -<p>Then Tamate found another pet, a young -cockatoo, half dead with fear, and screeching -at the pitch of his voice.</p> - -<p>“What about ‘cockie’?” he said.</p> - -<p>“Oh, we save him. He go in boat!”</p> - -<p>So the boat with her strange crew rowed -away. After fighting with the waves for -two hours she reached the Three Islands. -On one of the islands they found some -empty huts that had been used by divers. -There they lit a fire. Then they set fire -to a patch of long grass on the island, in -the hope that some passing ship might -see the blaze.</p> - -<p>The cat and the cockatoo were very -funny. Puss had been so long at sea that -he hated the dry land as much as most -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</span>cats hate water. He was brought to land, -but at each step on the sand he lifted his -paw and shook it, and then suddenly he -darted back through the shallow water and -scrambled into the boat!</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo6"><img src="images/i_106.jpg" width="400" alt="Puss was dropped into the boat" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">Puss was dropped into the boat</p> - -<p class="gap">“Cockie” was miserable. He stood helplessly -where he was set, and called for one -of the sailors, his special friend. When he -was taken to the fire he soon cheered -up, but he would not stay alone even -beside the fire. He looked very comical, with -his draggled feathers, as he followed the -sailors and scolded them if they left him.</p> - -<p>On Monday morning a ship came near. -She picked up those on the island and -then steamed for the wreck. Even after -she got close to it, it took hours to fetch -all those still on board the <i>Harrier</i> from -her to the steamer.</p> - -<p>When at last they steamed away towards -Cooktown, even the sadness they felt for -the loss of their ship was forgotten for a -little as they saw the harbour ahead of -them and knew that they were safe.</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</span></p> -<h2 class="nobreak" id="CHAPTER_XI">CHAPTER XI</h2> -</div> - -<p class="ph2">THE FLY RIVER</p> - -<p class="noindent"><span class="dropcap">A</span>FTER Mr. Chalmers returned from this -voyage, he and his wife went away -to the mouth of the Fly River. The men -of the wild tribes who lived there were -not nearly so lovable as the savages of -Motu-motu, and Mrs. Chalmers found it -difficult to care as much for the ugly -cruel children of the island of Saguane, -where their home now was, as she had -done for the children at Motu-motu.</p> - -<p>Many new plans were in Tamate’s mind. -It was not enough for him that schools -and churches were rising throughout New -Guinea; that war was ceasing; that, when -he landed at scattered villages, men and -women were waiting his coming, to say -openly to all, that they meant to follow -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</span>Jesus Christ. He always wanted more. -As long as those wild tribes of the Fly -River fought and hated each other he -could not rest. He wished to do more -for them than to bring peace amongst -them. He hoped that some of the men -of those tribes at the mouth of the river, -who had learned to love his Master, would -go to live inland amongst the swamps -and marshes, where even his Rarotongan -teachers could not live. So he began to -train a band of these natives, as he had -trained the men of Rarotonga and Port -Moresby before.</p> - -<p>In the midst of all his plans his wife -grew very ill. He nursed her for three -months, but her strength sank. The sea -was washing away the shore of the island -of Saguane where they lived, and they -found they must leave it. They went to -Daru, a village on the mainland, but Mrs. -Chalmers only lived one day there. She had -been very eager to reach this new home, -which was to be her last on earth. Her -wish came true. She was buried in the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</span>native graveyard, and her husband was -left once more to work in loneliness.</p> - -<p>He did not lose courage. He threw himself -more keenly than ever into his work. -But his own strength was failing, and he -found it harder to go long journeys without -rest. Sometimes he thought he was -growing lazy when he felt that he was not -able to do as much as he had once done.</p> - -<p>One morning he set sail on the <i>Nieu</i>, -which had taken the place of the <i>Harrier</i>, -for Cape Blackwood. The natives there, -and on the large island near, were very -strong and fierce. Tamate knew that he -might be killed, but then he knew, too, -that if he could win those wild men, he -would take away the great barrier between -Christ and the tribes who lived round the -gulf of water into which the Fly River -flowed. If these men were to stop fighting -and to listen to the story of Christ, -other tribes would be glad to do so too. -They would be grateful to be free from -the fear of these cruel warriors.</p> - -<p>It did not matter much to Tamate whether -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</span>it was by his life or by his death that he -won them. Either way he must break -down the wall that shut out the joy of -life from so many people.</p> - -<p>There was a young friend who had come -to New Guinea with the same hopes that -Tamate himself had. This friend had been -with him for a year, and had been like a -son to him in his sorrow. He went with him -on this voyage. Besides these two, there -were on board Hiro a teacher, Naragi a -chief, ten boys who were in training, and -the captain.</p> - -<p>When the <i>Nieu</i> came to the island, she -anchored near the village of Dopima. -When the villagers saw the ship, they -ran down to the shore and tumbled into -their canoes. In a very short time the -<i>Nieu</i> had canoes lying all round her, and -natives were climbing up her sides. No -one could say how many of them there -were. Savages had often come on board -when Tamate’s ship lay at anchor, but these -seemed to be more wilful and fierce than -most of the others had been.</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</span></p> - -<p>At last, as the sun went down behind the -island on which their village stood, Tamate -ordered them to go home, and said that if -they went at once he would land at Dopima -and see them next day.</p> - -<p>They went away, but when the morning -came they would not wait till he could keep -his promise. At five o’clock their canoes -crossed the water to the <i>Nieu</i>. There were -many more of the villagers than there had -been on the evening of the day before. The -deck was so crowded that the men on board -could scarcely move about. All around -them on their own ship there were dark -and angry faces, and in their ears was the -clamour of excited voices.</p> - -<p>It was not a peaceful welcome that the -canoes had brought. They were full of -bows and arrows, clubs and spears. Tamate -bade the natives begone, but they would -not. Then he thought that if he went -himself, although it was so early, they -would follow him.</p> - -<p>He left the Rarotongan teacher with the -captain in the <i>Nieu</i>. He wished his young -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</span>friend to stay too. He did not wish him -to risk his life, because he hoped that he -would live a long time, and carry on the -work that he himself had begun. The two -men looked at each other. They knew -there was great danger. They had seen -the hatred and bitterness in the faces of -the wild men around them. But Tamate -had said he would go. He had never -failed to keep his promise to the men and -women he sought to help. He would not -do it now. And his friend would never let -him go alone with that wild mob. The two -men stepped into the boat together. The -chief and the ten boys joined them, and -they rowed for the shore.</p> - -<p>The splash of the oars sounded faintly -through the shrill shouts of the natives. -But Tamate’s clear voice rang over all the -noise. “Back in half-an-hour to breakfast.”</p> - -<p>A rush of canoes followed the boat. But -those in her looked anxious when they -saw how many canoes stayed by the <i>Nieu</i>. -What could two men do if the natives -tried to take the ship?</p> - -<p><span class="pagenum" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</span></p> - -<p>When the boat reached Dopima the two -white men and some of the boys landed -and went to the great clubhouse. It was -the place where all the fighting men met. -The other boys stayed to take care of the -boat, but soon villagers came to tell them -that they too must come to the clubhouse -to eat. To feast together is a sign of -peace. Tamate was never willing to refuse -to eat with the natives. His boys -knew this, and left the boat by the shore.</p> - -<p>As they feasted in the clubhouse a crash -was heard. Naragi and the boys who had -come from Daru sprang up. Before them -Tamate and his young friend lay dead.</p> - -<p>None of them had noticed two armed -men who crept along the floor behind the -white men till with two blows from their -great stone clubs they killed them both.</p> - -<p>No one had ever been able to look in -Tamate’s face and still be angry with him. -But from behind a native had had courage -to strike him. His eyes could not awe the -savage then.</p> - -<p>He lay dead. His boys had no hope of -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</span>escape. One by one they fell beside their -master. Naragi fought for his life. He -had no weapons, but when he saw the -white men fall, he leapt forward and -seized another man’s club. But one man -could not stand long against all those -howling warriors, and soon he too lay -quiet and still.</p> - -<p>The men from the clubhouse went down -in triumph to the shore to welcome the -others who had stayed by the ship. Their -canoes, which had shown only weapons, -were now piled high with everything that -could be lifted from the <i>Nieu</i>. The savages -danced and shouted on the beach as they -saw the things that had come from the -white man’s ship. The men were smeared -with war paint, and the clothes and books -that had been on the <i>Nieu</i> were soon -stained all over as one wild man after -another pounced on what he liked best.</p> - -<p>After a time they began to tire of turning -over the treasures. A shout rose: “Let us -break the boat!”</p> - -<p>They scampered off to the creek where -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</span>the boys had left her. Smash! bang! -crash! the stone clubs fell on the beautiful -boat. She was the last gift that -Mrs. Chalmers had given to the work her -husband loved. Crack! crick! went the -wood. In a few minutes there was only -a pile of splinters. Each warrior took one. -Afterwards he stuck it up in his clubhouse -to show that he too had had a share -in the death of the great white chief.</p> - -<p>On board the <i>Nieu</i> the captain and Hiro -had sent hurried glances after the boat as -she went towards the shore. They could -not look for long at a time, for they had to -try to keep the natives from breaking and -wrecking the ship. They saw the boat -grow smaller and smaller. They saw the -canoes close in upon it. Still they could -trace its course. They saw it reach the -village and go close to the shore. Then it -came out into deep water again. Again it -entered the village, and after that they -could not see it any more.</p> - -<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> -<a id="illo7"><img src="images/i_116.jpg" width="400" alt="No boat came" -title="" /></a></div> - -<p class="caption">No boat came</p> - -<p class="gap">No clear sounds came to them from -Dopima, but around them were many sounds. -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</span>Everything that could be taken was seized -and thrown into the canoes. It was hard -to see good things broken and soiled. But -the pain of that was nothing to the pain -that Hiro and the captain felt as the hours -went on and no signal reached them from -the shore.</p> - -<p>At last the savages left them and quiet -settled down on the ship. The quiet was -more dreadful than the noise of the morning -had been. It left time to look and look -towards the shore for the boat that would -never come again.</p> - -<p>The <i>Nieu</i> lifted her anchor and steamed -up and down. All day long she waited near -Dopima. After sunset she sailed out to -sea beyond the island and anchored there. -Next day she sailed along the shore again. -The two sad men on board gazed towards -the village but no boat came.</p> - -<p>At last they sailed to Daru to tell that -the great white chief had died for his people.</p> - -<p>Yet Tamate did not wish his friends to -think of him as dead, when they could not -see him any more. He wished them to -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</span>know that he lives and works gladly in the -great life beyond the grave, and that he -knows and loves his Master Jesus Christ -far better than he could on earth. Not very -long before he died, he had written of the -life after death, “I shall have good work to -do, great brave work for Christ.”</p> - -<p>As the news of Tamate’s death came to -Daru, and Motu-motu, Port Moresby and -Suau, and to all the villages between them, -New Guinea was stricken with sorrow. -Men and women and children were sick -with grief.</p> - -<p>Then the love they had for Tamate brought -a new strength. They wished to do more -for the work for which he died than they -had ever done before.</p> - -<p>There was one old man called Rua. His -hands were weak but his heart was strong. -It was so good and strong that though it -had loved Tamate with passion, it did not -hate the men who had killed him.</p> - -<p>Rua sat and mourned. His heart knew -the thoughts of the white chief’s heart. -Tamate had longed to win the love of the -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</span>wild men of Dopima for Jesus Christ. He -had died for this. Would his death be in -vain? No, it must not be! It might be -that Rua could help. He might live for -the people for whom his friend had died. -The thought fired him. He wrote:</p> - -<p>“May you have life and happiness. At -this time our hearts are very sad. Tamate -and the boys are not here. We shall not -see them again. I have wept much. My -father Tamate’s body I shall not see again, -but his spirit we shall certainly see in -heaven, if we are strong to do the work of -God, thoroughly and all the time. Hear my -wish. It is a great wish. My strength I -would spend in the place where he was -killed. In that village I would live. In -that place where they killed men, Jesus -Christ’s name and His word I would teach -to the people, that they may become Jesus’ -children. My wish is just this. You know -it. I have spoken.”</p> - -<p>Rua could not go to Dopima. A greater -joy came to him. Instead of going there -to live for Christ and for his friend, he -<span class="pagenum" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</span>went on a longer journey, to be with Christ -and with his friend.</p> - -<p>In the clubhouses round Dopima the -warriors had stuck up pieces of the broken -boat. They pointed to them at their feasts -as the signs of their great victory over -the white chief and his power.</p> - -<p>But in Dopima and all over New Guinea, -the death that had seemed to give them -the victory was in truth a triumph for the -army of Christ. Weak hearts grew brave -at the thought of it. Men and women -came forward to fight for the Hero whom -Tamate had followed even unto death, Jesus -Christ, who died for those who hated Him, -because He loved them.</p> - -<p class="center">THE END</p> - -<p class="center noindent"> -Printed by <span class="smcap">Ballantyne, Hanson</span> & <span class="smcap">Co.</span><br /> -Edinburgh & London</p> - -<hr class="chap x-ebookmaker-drop" /> - -<div class="chapter"> </div> - -<div class="transnote"><p class="noindent center"><span class="smcap">Transcriber’s Notes</span></p> - -<p>Typesetting for the word “clubhouse” was both “club-house” and “clubhouse”. 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