We started our tour with the great continental land-mass of

Australia; we shall end it with a visit to some of the many

hundred scattered islands of the Pacific which are under British 1

control and protection. North-east from Auckland, for a thousand

miles, we steam through the open ocean, sighting no land except

perhaps the lonely Kermadec Islands, which are, as we have seen,

attached to the Government of New Zealand, until we reach the

fringe of the many groups of coral islands and reefs which fill

so much of the Western Pacific. We shall touch first at Tonga

Tabu, the southernmost and largest of the Friendly Islands, as

Captain Cook called them, which lie just north of the Tropic of

Capricorn and rather more than halfway round the globe eastward

from London.

At Auckland we left behind us hills and fiords; on our right as

we enter this group is the small but high volcanic island of Eua,

the only one in the whole group which contains a river; the main

island, Tonga Tabu, or Holy Tonga, lies on our left, and has a

very different aspect. A low mass, green with what prove to be

coconut palms, rises out of white surf and spray breaking over

reefs of coral rock. We round a low headland and thread our way

through winding channels among the reefs; on one side is the

low mainland, on the other a string of green islets capping the

reefs. After anchoring in the roadstead for a visit from the 2

doctor we are hauled alongside the little ferro-concrete wharf.

Beyond is a picturesque white town, Nukualofa, the capital of the 3

island.

At the wharf half the population seems to be gathered to meet us.

Some are clothed, native fashion, in the famous Polynesian mats

or in the bark-cloth called _tapa_, or even in cotton; others are

in European dress. The town with its white houses and verandas

looks quite civilised. The inhabitants remind us of the New

Zealand Maoris, though their colour is somewhat lighter; in fact,

both peoples belong to the same great family, the Polynesians, or

light-brown people of the Pacific, which is spread over many of

the island groups which lie to the north-east and east of Tonga.

It is this race which roused the admiration of early voyagers in

these regions, both for its physical appearance and its character.

The Friendly Islands, though a British Protectorate, and, as

regards all matters in which European interests are involved,

under the jurisdiction of the High Commissioner of the Pacific,

still have a native king and Parliament. The inhabitants are

Christians, and are in a sense the most school-taught people in

the Pacific. They seem to delight especially in mathematics and

music, while shorthand is their usual method of writing. Tonga

was the last of the independent kingdoms to come under European

control. It was left to us as the result of our negotiations

with Germany, at the end of the nineteenth century, and is now

practically an integral part of our Empire in the Pacific. During

the fifty years before we assumed control, it had made rather

remarkable progress, under its native ruler, King George Tubou

I., in the adoption, or perhaps the imitation, of Western ideas.

This was largely due to the Wesleyan missionaries, and especially

to the work of one missionary who occupied the post of Prime

Minister.

We will now land and pay a call on the father of the present 4

king. He receives us in civilised fashion on the veranda of

his house, but we notice that chairs are provided only for the

guests; the rest sit on the ground in native fashion. A bowl of

_kava_ is brewed for us by pounding, squeezing and straining

out the juice of a root of a plant belonging to the family of

the pepper-worts. It is the native substitute for alcohol, the

use of which by any but white people is strictly forbidden in

Tonga. Without _kava_ drinking, no social ceremony is considered

complete, even to-day; and it has played an important part in the

political and religious gatherings of the past.

Let us now look round the island. It is only about thirty miles (2)

long and ten wide, shaped rather like the human foot, with two

bays running far inland in the broadest part. The streets and

the sea front of Nukualofa are mostly covered with short grass,

and the town is partly hidden in the groves of coconut palms.

It is the same all over the island. In the drier season we can

follow broad grass tracks, for the most part running round the

island; on both sides of us is a dense growth of palms, bananas,

and tropical trees, such as we see in the picture before us. 5

Everything is moist and green and flat; yet, in Tonga Tabu, as in

all the islands of this particular group, except Eua, we find no

rivers, since the island is merely a block of coral rock, with a

thin covering of rich soil, raised a few feet above the level of

the sea. It is a form of coral island very common in this part of

the Pacific.

We now leave Tonga Tabu for the northern islands of the group.

Our decks are crowded with passengers. The natives are fond of

travelling, and camp out on our vessel with a miscellaneous

collection of luggage and food, including a number of pigs. We

are bound for the Haapai Group, through a mass of small islets

and foaming reefs; but away to the west rise several lofty

volcanoes, some of which are still active. We are touching here

one of the great volcanic lines of the world, a line which we

have already seen continued in New Zealand. Off one of these

islands, Tofua, was the scene of the famous mutiny of the

_Bounty_.

We come to anchor on the leeward side of Haapai, at the one town,

called Lifuka. There is no wharf here, and we lie a long way from

the shore, as we see in this picture. We may land in the launch 6

or in one of the native boats which come out to meet us; and we 7

can survey the whole island in a short walk, as although it is

five miles long it is less than two miles wide at the point where

Lifuka stands. There is the same rich foliage and tropical fruit

as in Tonga Tabu, but if we cross the island to the windward

side we shall see a difference from our calm anchorage on the

west. Here the south-east Trade Wind is blowing on-shore and the

rollers are pounding incessantly and breaking into surf against 8

the coral rocks. It is a contrast which we find in most of the

islands in this region.

We must hurry on to Vavau, the most northerly of the three

main groups of the Friendly Islands. Here the main island is

hilly, with high limestone cliffs and ridges. It is the top

of a vast mass, heaved up by volcanic agency from the depths

of the Pacific. So we have Vavau Sound, studded with islands

and protected from the sea by cliffs and headlands running out

on either hand. Here is a view of the Sound; it may remind us 9

perhaps of a Scottish loch, until we notice the coconut trees

covering the hills and coming right down to the water’s edge.

Gradually the Sound narrows, and after a rather abrupt turn we

enter the landlocked harbour of Niafu, with its little wharf and 10

its group of houses buried in the trees. There are palms and

bananas here as in the other islands, but Vavau is especially the

home of the orange. The whole country round is a mass of orange

trees, and the ripe fruit strews the grassy roads on which we

walk. The picture is spoilt somewhat, especially near the town,

by the style of the buildings. There is timber from New Zealand

on the jetty, and the native grass and reed hut is giving place

to the wooden house with galvanised iron roof, which is ugly and

not well suited to the climate. The importance of Vavau lies in

its deep and safe harbour, in a part of the world where such are

somewhat rare.

Many of the islands of this part of the Pacific are often

inaccessible, even for small vessels. Here we have an interesting

method of landing on them; the figure in the water is a native 11

postman, who is swimming from our steamer to the island and

carrying the mails sealed up in a water-tight can. The natives

are fine swimmers and as much at home in the water as on the land.

From Vavau, we turn north-west, and after crossing about two

hundred miles of open ocean reach the Lau Islands. These are the

easternmost of the Fiji Islands and are, in Fiji, often spoken

of as the Windward Islands. Here is one of the islands of this

group: notice the white line of the fringing coral reef. 12

In this part of our voyage we follow the course of the Trade

Wind, as the Tongans have done for many generations, and the

missionaries after them. As a consequence of the easy voyage down

wind, the Tongans have had great influence on Fijian affairs in

the past; they even established for themselves a kingdom, in the

Lau Group, shortly before Fiji was taken over by Britain. Great

navigators though they were, they had less skill than the Fijians

in boat-building and carpentry; so they came to Fiji for their

canoes. In Fiji canoe-building is a hereditary occupation. In

former times they used great twin canoes, with a deck between;

but now the usual form is a single canoe with raised sides and a 13

solid outrigger, and carrying mat sails. This canoe is capable 14

of great speed, though it does not look very safe. It is giving

place now to boats of a European type.

The Fiji Islands, the most important group in this part of the 15

Pacific, are really the higher parts of a great bank in the

ocean; the bank is fringed by reefs and coral islands, and in the

middle is the Koro Sea, like a vast lagoon, with a wide opening

to the south. On the western side of the bank are the islands of

Viti Levu and Vanua Levu; these names, in the Fijian language,

mean respectively the “Great Viti” and the “Great Land.” These

two islands are by far the largest in the group. Both are

volcanic, with high mountains and long rivers, and are quite

different from the ordinary coral island.

We touch first at Ovalau, a small volcanic island eight miles

by six. It lies some fifteen miles off the nearest point of

Viti Levu, from which it is separated by shallow water much

interrupted by reefs. Here is a view from our steamer of one end 16

of Ovalau. We are approaching Levuka town, which stands on a

narrow strip of lowland hemmed in by a wall of mountains. Levuka 17

was one of the earliest settlements of the white traders, and

at a later period was the capital of the group; but we can see

that there is little room for expansion. So the capital has been

transferred to Suva, on the southern side of Viti Levu, where the

conditions are very different. Before leaving the island let us

have a glimpse of the western side. Here we see a typical coast 18

village; across the narrow strait is another island, and beyond

it in the distance rise the heights of the mainland.

On our way from Ovalau to Suva we pass near the tiny islet of

Bau, which is so near the mainland of Viti Levu that we can walk

almost dry-shod from one to the other at low tide. Bau, small as

it is, was once the stronghold of the most powerful of the Fijian

chiefs from which they long effectually resisted both Tongans

and Europeans. The importance of Bau has departed, but its chiefs

are still looked up to as the real aristocrats of the group, and

their way of talking is the standard for classical Fijian.

After passing Bau and the wide mouth of the Rewa River, we reach 19

Suva, which lies on the margin of a wide bay almost enclosed

by the protecting reef which we see in the foreground of the

picture. Inside the reef is a spacious and safe anchorage for

small or large vessels. Here is a panoramic view of the harbour; 20

and here are some native vessels; notice that their cargo 21

consists of bananas. The houses are partly hidden in the trees,

so that the streets are very different from our own. Here is a

street scene: notice that the women in the foreground are Hindus. 22

The Fijians are darker in colour than the Tongans, and many

still retain their strange national habit of wearing their hair

frizzed out in a huge mop. They differ from both of the two great

races of this part of the Pacific, from the Friendly Islanders

whom we saw to the east and from the Solomon Islanders whom we

shall presently see to the west. In fact, the Fijians are almost

certainly a mixture of these two races, with the addition of yet

other strains.

We should expect that the mode of life and the history of the

Fijians would differ from that of the inhabitants of the small

coral islands, since they have for their home a comparatively

large area of land with marked geographical peculiarities. Viti

Levu is over eighty miles from east to west and sixty from 23

north to south. It is a land of mountain and river; whereas the

ordinary coral island has no rivers worth the name. A range of

rugged mountains runs along the northern coast, at no great

distance from the sea, the highest point being Mount Victoria,

which rises to 4500 feet. It is from this part of the island that

the long rivers Rewa and Singatoka flow to the south-east, and

a smaller stream, the Ba, to the north-west. The third largest

river, the Navua, rises in other heights towards the south of the

island, which we shall visit later. Here is a scene on the Navua. 24

The Rewa is long and winding, but it is navigable for shallow

draught steamers for about forty miles from its mouth. The whole

of the south-eastern part of the island is wet and was originally

covered with forest; but the coast-lands to the north-west, under

the lee of the mountain ridges, are drier and more open, as we

may judge from this picture. We can look across the forest, with 25

its dense undergrowth of fern and creeper, and narrow trails

along which we walk, and see in the distance the outlines of 26

the jagged mountains of old volcanic rock. There are no active

volcanoes in the island, though hot springs in many parts show

that volcanic activity is not yet entirely exhausted. Here are 27

some of these springs.

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BANANA BOATS: SUVA.]

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COCONUT TREE.]

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MAKING MATS: FIJI.]

Rivers have been an important element in the making of Fijian

history, since it is in the fertile soil of the river deltas that

the crops of the natives flourish best. Breadfruit and coconuts,

together with the roots of the taro and the spindle-shaped

yam form their principal food. The taro grows best in the wet

districts, or where there is running water; so that the natives

have long been familiar with simple methods of irrigation. These

staple foods are supplemented by many kinds of wild tropical

fruits and roots. The natives have pigs and fowls, but these are

kept for state occasions; fish is the only usual non-vegetable

food. The Fijians are clever fishermen, whether using the spear

or arrow or net, or the fish-fences which they build in the

estuaries of the rivers. In fact, the island provides them amply

with all the food which they need, though sometimes there is a

shortage as they lack means to preserve it. The taro and yams are

stored in earth-covered heaps, as we store potatoes; and some

of the vegetable food supply, especially breadfruit, is buried

in pits and used in a partially fermented state. Here we have a 28

formal presentation of food, yams and turtle and the _yangona_

root for making the native drink called here _yangona_ but

elsewhere _kava_. It is a typical Fijian scene.

The native is content to cultivate his patch of land with simple

implements, such as the digging stick, and is not anxious to work

harder than is necessary for his own needs. He is not very ready

to work for a European employer, while all his traditions, and

the communal system under which he lives, make it impossible for

the industrious individual to accumulate any private property.

The cultivation of produce for export is due to the initiative

of Europeans, and is largely carried on by the East Indian

immigrants who now form a very considerable element in the

population. We have already noticed the Hindu women in the

streets of Suva. For a few years, during the American Civil War,

Fiji exported excellent cotton, but at the present day its export

trade consists practically of sugar, copra or dried coconut,

and bananas. The sugar-cane is a native of the wet and fertile

lowlands of the deltas; but the cultivated kinds are mostly

introduced from elsewhere. We find the cane fields covering much

of the land along certain parts of the coast, and on the river

deltas of Viti Levu and Vanua Levu; and these are connected by

nearly two hundred miles of steam tramways, which carry the cane

to the centrally placed mills. Here is a view across the Rewa, 29

showing a sugar mill; inside the ugly buildings we find the

elaborate European machinery for extracting the juice from the 30

cane. Here again we are in the cane fields with Indian women at

work. It is all unlike the native agriculture, though it is very 31

profitable to Fiji, since sugar is the most valuable of all its

exports.

The coconut industry is far more picturesque; it is chiefly

confined to the south side of Vanua Levu and to Taveuni and the

other islands. The nut is grown for its kernel, which, when

dried, is called copra, and yields the coconut oil which we use

for various purposes. The tree grows everywhere in this region,

but does not flourish in Viti Levu owing to an insect pest which

seems peculiar to that island. The nut has always been much used

by the natives for food, but it is now carefully cultivated for

the production of copra. Here is a plantation with the bungalow 32

of the planter; notice the hills in the background; here again

is a tree carrying its fruit in curious clusters just below the 33

crown of leaves. The natives, who are excellent climbers, swarm

up the taller trees to gather any fruit which is wanted in a not 34

quite ripe state, as for eating or drinking; but the bulk of

the nuts, intended for copra, are allowed to ripen on the tree

until they drop off. The ripe nuts are then cut open, the kernels 35

extracted and dried in great trays and put into bags for shipment.

We will now leave the coast for a short trip inland, to see

something of the country and the people in their more primitive

condition and less mixed type. We travel up the Rewa river for

about twenty miles, and there turn westward across country.

We have left behind the steamer and the European trader and

planter and plunge suddenly into a strange and wild world. At

our first stopping place we are entertained with a display which

reminds us that a very short time ago the Fijians were fierce

fighters and cannibals. This is the _meke_ or native war-dance

and song, now only an interesting survival. First we see the

dancers in the distance, entering the village in two lines. Their 36

faces are hideous with lampblack and vermilion, and they wear

strange-looking dresses made of leaves. They go through many

complicated evolutions. They rush towards us, stabbing with

their long spears and swinging their formidable clubs, and as

suddenly rush away. They stamp and charge and shout and imitate

all the movements of a battle. Finally they subside quietly. 37

The women also have their special dance, of which we have here

a picture. The war-dance is now only a game, but it was far 38

different before our occupation of the islands. Though we still

utilise the old tribal organisation, and govern them through

their native chiefs and councils, we have forced the Fijians to

understand that fighting, raids and massacres are an amusement 39

no longer permitted. The constabulary, which we see here with

their rifles and maxim guns, serve generally only in the coast

regions, where they represent a form of law and order which the

Fijians readily understand; but even in the interior certain

Fijians, less formally organised into a sort of rural police,

keep effective order. Our little trip might not have been so safe

or pleasant forty years ago.

We now leave the Rewa and strike across country south-westward.

Our road is a mere track, and often we find streams to be crossed

but no bridges to help us. To our carriers this does not matter,

as they are not overburdened with clothes. They plunge in and 40

wade through the shallows, and they will carry us if necessary.

On the wider streams canoes must be used, or a bamboo raft lashed

roughly together. We may notice that our carriers have slung our

baggage on poles carried on the shoulders of one or two men;

this is the regular native means of transport, for carts are

only used near the plantations, and by Europeans, where roads

are available. In the old time the women would have carried the

burdens, as it was thought beneath the dignity of a man to carry

anything but his weapons.

Presently we reach a village where we discover an interesting

native industry, the making of mats from a kind of reed. Here 41

we see girls at work weaving the mats, and in one of the native

huts they are making baskets from the same material. The Fijians

are clever at this work, and both mats and baskets are important

articles in their daily life. They also used to make a peculiar

but very artistic pottery, such as we do not find in the islands

of Polynesia further east; but this art is no longer practised 42

except in a few places, and for the production of pots for

domestic use.

Perhaps the most noteworthy native manufacture is that of _tapa_

cloth for their dress. _Tapa_ is made by beating out the fibrous

bark of the paper mulberry, and sometimes of certain other trees.

The art is known in Polynesia generally, and the Fijians, like

many of the other islanders, also print the cloth in various

patterns and colours.

We continue our march, passing many villages. Here is a corner

in one of them; notice the native huts of grass and reeds, very 43

different from the wood and corrugated iron of Suva. Notice,

too, the coconut palms growing all around. Here again we have 44

a more elaborately finished house, in the old style; and here

is the interior of the home of a chief; it looks somewhat 45

unfurnished to our eyes, though it is cool and airy. At the next

village the natives receive us with a solemn presentation of

food and _yangona_ in a rather dark hut. Here they are making

the _yangona_. Finally we reach Namosi, a picturesque native 46

town perched up in the mountains. The town lies in a kind of

pass between steep rocks, the “Gate of Namosi,” as we see in the 47

picture. The inhabitants are summoned together by the beating of

the town drum, a hollow log of wood, and receive us sitting on

the ground beneath an ancient tree. We have reached the limit of 48

our journey; but short though it is, it has given us some idea

of the real Fijian as he is to-day, away from direct European

influence.

The conditions in the other large island, Vanua Levu, are much

the same as in Viti Levu. The island is long and narrow, but

with the same irregular mountain structure, the same vegetation

and the same contrast of wet and dry on the opposite coasts. We

may remember that Ovalau, off the coast of Viti Levu, was much

concerned in the past with the politics of the neighbouring

mainland; the same was true of Taveuni off Vanua Levu. The

dwellers on the rich coastlands of the larger islands led a very

uncertain life between the raiders from the sea and the wild

tribes of the interior. The sea was always the more important

factor in the life of the whole group of islands; it united,

while the land more often divided. We have already noted its

importance in the relations of Fiji and the Friendly Islands.

Before we leave Fiji it is interesting to note that the line

which divides East from West passes through this group, cutting

the island of Taveuni into two; so that in one part of Taveuni we

can stand with one foot in the East and the other in the West,

or in other words, one foot may be in a place nearly twenty-four

hours ahead of that occupied by the other according to Greenwich

Time.

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