CHAPTER LXXIX.

NEW ZEALAND--_Continued_.

DRESS.

DRESS AND ORNAMENTS OF THE NEW ZEALANDER -- THE TATTOO OR THE MOKO

-- ITS FORMIDABLE CHARACTER -- THE TATTOO A MARK OF FREEDOM --

THE TATTOO OF THE FACE, AND ITS DIFFERENT PORTIONS -- COST OF THE

OPERATION -- THE IMPLEMENTS, AND MODE OF USING THEM -- TIME OCCUPIED

IN COMPLETING IT -- PAYMENT OF THE OPERATOR, AND THE TATTOO SONG --

SOURCE WHENCE THE PIGMENT IS OBTAINED -- SCARLET PAINT, AND MODE

OF MAKING IT -- THE NEW ZEALAND BELT -- SYMBOLISM OF THE TATTOO --

PRESERVING THE HEADS OF WARRIORS -- THE TRAFFIC IN HEADS -- A COOL

BARGAINER.

We will now proceed to the appearance and dress of the natives of New

Zealand, or Maories, as they term themselves. As the most conspicuous

part of the New Zealander’s adornment is the tattooing with which the

face and some other portions of the body are decorated, we will begin

our account with a description of the moko, as it is called by the

natives.

There are many parts of the world where the tattoo is employed, but in

none is it of so formidable a description as among the New Zealanders.

As the reader is probably aware, the tattoo consists of patterns made

by introducing certain coloring matters under the skin; charcoal,

variously prepared, being the usual material for the purpose. We have

already seen among the Kaffirs examples of ornamenting the skin by

cutting it deeply so as to form scars, and in Australia a similar but

more cruel custom prevails. In neither of these countries, however, is

there any attempt at producing an artistic effect, while in New Zealand

beauty of design is the very object of the tattoo.

There is a distinction between the tattoo of the New Zealanders and the

Polynesians; that of the latter people being formed by rows of little

dots, and that of the former by lines cut completely through the skin.

On account of this distinction, though a New Zealander and a Polynesian

be covered from head to foot with tattoo marks, there is no possibility

of mistaking the one for the other.

The moko of the New Zealander is a mark of rank, none but slaves being

without a more or less complete tattooing of the face. In the present

day, even the chiefs have begun to discontinue the ancient custom,

chiefly owing to the exertions of the missionaries, who objected

to the practice as a mark of heathendom. Consequently, several of

the most powerful convert chiefs present a very curious, not to say

ludicrous, aspect, which can hardly have a good effect in recommending

Christianity to the people. Having been converted before the moko was

completed, and being unwilling to continue the process and unable to

obliterate those portions which were already drawn, they appear with

one half of their faces tattooed and the other half plain, or perhaps

with a solitary ring round one eye, and a couple of curves round one

side of the mouth.

As, however, the present work treats only of the native customs, and

not of modern civilization, the New Zealanders will be described as

they were before they had learned to abandon the once-prized tattoo, to

exchange the native mat for the English blanket, the picturesque war

canoe for the commonplace whaling boat, and the spear and club for the

rifle and bayonet.

The principal tattoo is that of the face and upper part of the head,

which, when completed, leaves scarcely an untouched spot on which

the finger can be placed. When finished, the whole face is covered

with spiral scrolls, circles, and curved lines; and it is remarkable,

that though a certain order is observed, and the position of the

principal marks is the same in every case, no two persons are tattooed

in precisely the same manner, the artists being able to produce an

infinite variety with the few materials at his command.

For example, the first portion of the tattoo is always a series of

curved lines, reaching from the corners of the nose to the chin, and

passing round the mouth. This portion of the tattoo goes by the name

of _rerepi_. Next comes a spiral scroll on the cheekbone; and below it

is another spiral, reaching as low as the jaw-bone. These are called

respectively _kakoti_ and _korohaha_. Next come four lines on the

middle of the forehead, called _titi_; and besides these there are

several lines which run up the centre of the nose and cover its sides,

some which spread over the forehead, others which occupy the chin;

and even the lips, eyelids, and ears are adorned with this singular

ornament.

Besides possessing these marks, a great chief is seldom content unless

he can cover his hips with similar lines, each of which has, like those

of the face, its proper name.

Although the moko was considered as a mark of rank, there were no

sumptuary laws which forbade its use. Any one, provided he were not a

slave, might be tattooed as much as he pleased; but the expense of the

operation was so great, that none but men of position could afford a

complete suit of moko. No man could tattoo himself, and the delicacy

of touch and certainty of line was so difficult of attainment, that

tattooing became an art or science, which was left in the hands of

a few practitioners, who derived a good income from their business.

Some of those who had attained much reputation for their skill used to

command very high fees when called in to decorate a client, and their

services could therefore only be secured by the men of high position.

It is rather remarkable that some of the most celebrated operators were

slaves, men who were forbidden to wear the tattoo on their own persons.

The mode of operation is as follows. The patient lies on his back, and

places his head between the knees of the operator, who squats on the

ground after the usual native fashion. The latter then takes a little

of the black pigment, and draws on the face the line of the pattern

which he intends to follow; and in some cases he slightly scratches

them with a sharp instrument, so as to make a sketch or outline

drawing. The object of this scratching is to prevent the pattern from

being obliterated by the flowing blood and the black pigment which is

rubbed into the wounds.

Next, he takes his instrument or chisel, which is usually made of

teeth, or the bone of a bird, and with it follows the pattern, cutting

completely through the skin. Sometimes, when engaged in tattooing the

face, a careless operator has been known to cut completely through

the cheek, so as to put a temporary check to smoking, the sufferer

experiencing some difficulty in getting the smoke into his mouth at

all, and then finding it escape through the holes in his cheek. On page

722 the reader may find an illustration which gives a good idea of the

different forms of the tattooing chisel. As the operator proceeds,

he continually dips the edge of his chisel in the black pigment, and,

when he has cut a line of a few inches in length, he rubs more of the

pigment into the wound, using a little bunch of fibre by way of a brush

or sponge.

The cutting is not done as with a knife, but by placing the edge of the

chisel on the skin, and driving it along the lines of the pattern by

repeated blows with a small mallet. As may be imagined, the pain caused

by this operation is excruciating. It is painful enough to have the

skin cut at all, even with the keenest blade, as any one can testify

who has been unfortunate enough to come under the surgeon’s knife. But

when the instrument employed is a shark’s tooth, or a piece of bone,

when it is driven slowly through the skin by repeated blows, and when

the wound is at once filled with an irritating pigment, it may be

imagined that the torture must be dreadful. It is, however, reckoned a

point of honor to endure it without giving any signs of suffering.

Owing to the character of the tattoo, the destruction of the skin, and

the consequent derangement of its functions, only a small portion can

be executed at a time, a complete moko taking from two to three years,

according to the constitution of the individual. Dreadful swellings are

always caused by it, especially of the glands in the neighborhood of

the wounds, and the effects are so severe that men have died when too

large a portion has been executed at one time.

Every stroke of the chisel or _uki_ leaving an indelible mark, it

is of the greatest consequence that the operator should be a man of

skill, and devote all his energies to tracing a clear, though elaborate

pattern, in which the lines are set closely together, sweep in regular

curves, and never interfere with each other.

While a man is being tattooed, his friends and those of the operator

sing songs to him, in which he is encouraged to endure the pain

bravely, and to bear in mind the lasting beauty which will be conferred

upon him when the pattern is completed. The songs of the operator’s

friends contain some very broad hints as to the scale of payment which

is expected. Although, as has been stated, the best of tattooers are

paid very highly, there is no definite fee, neither is any bargain

made, the operator trusting to the liberality of his client. But, as

a man would be contemned as a skulking fellow if he were to ask the

services of a good operator and then pay him badly, the practical

result is that a good tattooer always secures good pay.

Moreover, he has always the opportunity of avenging himself. As only a

small portion of the moko can be executed at a time--say, for example,

the spiral curve on one cheek--if the operator be badly paid for the

first portion of his work, he will take care to let the chisel slip

out of its course when he proceeds to the second part, or will cut his

lines coarsely and irregularly, thus disfiguring the stingy man for

life.

Mr. Taylor gives a translation of one of these tattooing songs:

“He who pays well, let him be beautifully ornamented;

But he who forgets the operator, let him be done carelessly.

Be the lines wide apart.

O hiki Tangaroa!

O hiki Tangaroa!

Strike that the chisel as it cuts along may sound.

O hiki Tangaroa!

Men do not know the skill of the operator in driving his sounding

chisel along.

O hiki Tangaroa!”

The reader will see that the song is a very ingenious one, magnifying

the skill of the operator, promising a handsome moko to the liberal

man, and threatening to disfigure him if he be niggardly in his

payments.

While the operation of tattooing is going on, all persons in the

pah, or enclosure, are under the tabu, or tapu, lest any harm should

happen to them; the work of tattooing being looked upon with a kind

of superstitious reverence. The meaning of the word ‘tapu’ will be

explained when we come to treat of the religious system of the New

Zealander.

The effect of the moko on the face is well shown in illustration

No. 2, on the next page, which represents a chief and his wife. The

reader will probably observe that on the face of the woman there are

marks which resemble the tattoo. They are, however, the scars left by

mourning over the body of some relative, a ceremony in which the women

cut themselves unmercifully. The dress worn by both persons will be

presently described.

The pigment used in tattooing is made from the resin of the kauri pine,

and the greater part of it is made at one spot, where the tree grows

plentifully. There is a rocky precipice, and a little distance from its

edge a deep and narrow pit is sunk. A channel is cut through the face

of the cliff into the pit, and the apparatus is complete. When a native

wishes to make a supply of tattooing pigment, he cuts a quantity of

kauri wood, places it in the pit, and sets fire to it, thus causing the

burnt resin to fall to the bottom of the pit, whence it is scraped out

through the channel.

Scarlet paint is much employed by the natives, especially when they

decorate themselves for battle. It is obtained from an ochreous

substance which is deposited in many places where water has been

allowed to become stagnant. Some spots are celebrated for the

excellence of the ochre, and the natives come from great distances to

procure it. When they wish to make their scarlet paint, they first

carefully dry and then burn the ochre; the result of which operation

is, that a really fine vermilion is obtained.

This paint is used for many purposes, and before being used it is mixed

with oil obtained from the shark. The natives are fond of decorating

their houses with it, and by means of the scarlet lines increase,

according to their own ideas, the beauty of the carved work with which

every available point is adorned. Even their household goods are

painted after a similar manner, the fashionable mode being to paint all

the hollows scarlet, and the projecting portions black. Their canoes

and wooden ornaments are profusely adorned with red paint. But the most

valued use of this pigment is the part which it plays in the decoration

of a warrior when he goes to battle.

In such cases paint constitutes the whole of his costume, the mats in

which he takes so great a pride in time of peace being laid aside, many

warriors being perfectly naked, and with the others the only covering

of any kind being a belt made of plaited leaves.

One of these belts in my collection is seven feet in length, and only

three and a half inches wide in the broadest part; while at either end

it diminishes to a mere plaited thong. It is folded fourfold, and on

opening it the mode of construction is plainly seen; all the loose ends

being tucked inside.

The material is phormium leaf cut into strips an inch in width, each

alternate strip being dyed black. Each strip is then divided into eight

little strips or thongs, and they are so plaited as to produce an

artistic checkered pattern of black and white. The ingenuity in forming

so elaborate a pattern with so simple a material is extreme; and, as

if to add to the difficulty of his task, the dusky artist has entirely

changed the pattern at either end of the belt, making it run at right

angles to the rest of the fabric. The belt is also used in lieu of

clothing when the men are engaged in paddling a canoe.

The paint, therefore, becomes the characteristic portion of the New

Zealander’s war dress, and is applied for the purpose of making himself

look as terrible as possible, and of striking terror into his enemies.

It is, however, used in peace as well as in war, being regarded as a

good preservative against the bites and stings of insects, especially

the sandflies and mosquitoes. It is also used in mourning, being rubbed

on the body as a sign of grief, precisely as ashes are used among

some of the Oriental nations. Some travellers have thought that the

continual use of this pigment gives to the New Zealanders the peculiar

softness and sleekness of skin for which they are remarkable, and which

distinguishes them from the Fijians, whose skin feels as if it had been

roughened with a file. This theory, however, is scarcely tenable, the

soft texture of the skin being evidently due to physical and not to

external causes.

[Illustration: (1.) NEW ZEALAND WOMAN AND HER BOY. (See page 795.)]

[Illustration: (2.) TATTOOED CHIEF AND HIS WIFE. (See page 802.)]

A warrior adorned in all the pride of the tattoo and scarlet paint is

certainly a terrific object, and is well calculated to strike terror

into those who have been accustomed to regard the Maori warriors with

awe. When, however, the natives found that all the painting in the

world had no effect upon the disciplined soldiers of the foreigner,

they abandoned it, and contented themselves with the weapons that none

are more able to wield than themselves.

Moreover, the paint and tattoo, however well it might look on a warrior

armed after the primitive fashion, has rather a ludicrous effect when

contrasted with the weapons of civilization. There is now before me

a portrait of a Maori chief in full battle array. Except a bunch of

feathers in his hair, and a checked handkerchief tied round his loins,

evidently at the request of the photographer, he has no dress whatever.

He is tall, splendidly made, stern, and soldierlike of aspect. But

instead of the club, his proper weapon, he bears in his hand a Belgian

rifle, with fixed bayonet, and has a cartouche-box fastened by a belt

round his naked body.

His face is tattooed, and so are his hips, which are covered with a

most elaborate pattern, that contrasts boldly with his really fair

skin. Had he his club and chief’s staff in his hands, he would look

magnificent; having a rifle and a cartouche-box, he looks absurd. Even

a sword would become him better than a rifle, for we are so accustomed

to associate a rifle with a private soldier, that it is difficult to

understand that a powerful chief would carry such a weapon.

The curious mixture of native and European dress which the Maories are

fond of wearing is well described by Mr. Angas. “Raupahara’s wife is

an exceedingly stout woman, and wears her hair, which is very stiff

and wiry, combed up into an erect mass upon her head about a foot in

height, somewhat after the fashion of the Tonga islanders, which, when

combined with her size, gives her a remarkable appearance.

“She was well dressed in a flax mat of native manufacture, thickly

ornamented with tufts of cotton wool; and one of her nieces wore

silk stockings and slippers of patent leather. This gay damsel was,

moreover, a very pretty girl, and knew how to set off her charms to

advantage; for over an European dress she had retained her native

ornaments, and had wrapped herself coquettishly in a beautiful,

‘kaitaka,’ displaying her large hazel eyes above its silky folds.”

It has often been thought that the warrior regarded his moko, or

tattoo, as his name, permanently inscribed on his face; and this notion

was strengthened by two facts: the one, that in the earlier times of

the colonists the natives signed documents by appending a copy of their

moko; and the other, that each man knows every line of his tattoo,

and sometimes carves a wooden bust on which he copies with admirable

fidelity every line which appears on his own head or face. Such a work

of art is greatly valued by the Maories, and a man who has carved one

of them can scarcely be induced by any bribe to part with it.

Moreover, the moko of a warrior is often accepted as the conventional

representation of himself. For example, on the pillars of a very

celebrated house, which we shall presently describe, are numerous human

figures which represent certain great chiefs, while men of lesser mark

are indicated by their moko carved on the posts. Thus it will be seen

that the moko of a chief is as well known to others as to himself, and

that the practised eye of the native discerns among the various curves

and spirals, which are common to all free men, the characteristic

lines which denote a man’s individuality, and in producing which the

tattooers’ skill is often sorely tried.

It has already been mentioned, that when a warrior falls in battle, and

his body can be carried off by the enemy, the head is preserved, and

fixed on the dwelling of the conqueror. No dishonor attaches itself to

such an end; and, indeed, a Maori warrior would feel himself direfully

insulted if he were told that in case of his death in the field his

body would be allowed to remain untouched.

In fact, he regards his moko precisely in the same light that an

American Indian looks upon his scalp-lock; and, indeed, there are many

traits in the character of the Maori warrior in which he strangely

resembles the best examples of North American savages.

In order to preserve the head of a slain warrior, some process of

embalming must evidently be pursued, and that which is commonly

followed is simple enough.

The head being cut off, the hair is removed, and so are the eyes; the

places of which are filled up with pledgets of tow, over which the

eyelids are sewed. Pieces of stick are then placed in the nostrils

in order to keep them properly distended, and the head is hung in

the smoke of the wood fire until it is thoroughly saturated with the

pyroligneous acid. The result of this mode of preparation is, that the

flesh shrinks up, and the features become much distorted; though, as

the Maori warrior always distorts his countenance as much as possible

before battle, this effect is rather realistic than otherwise.

It is often said that heads prepared in this fashion are proof

against the attacks of insects. This is certainly not the case, as

I have seen several specimens completely riddled by the ptilinus

and similar creatures, and have been obliged to destroy the little

pests by injecting a solution of corrosive sublimate. In spite of the

shrivelling to which the flesh and skin are subject, the tattooing

retains its form; and it is most curious to observe how the finest

lines completely retain their relative position to each other.

Not only are the heads of enemies treated in this fashion, but those

of friends are also preserved. The difference is easily perceptible

by looking at the mouth, which, if the head be that of a friend, is

closed, and if of an enemy, is widely opened.

Some years ago, a considerable number of these preserved heads were

brought into Europe, having been purchased from the natives. Of late

years, however, the trade in them has been strictly forbidden, and on

very good grounds. In the first place, no man who was well tattooed

was safe for an hour, unless he were a great chief, for he might at

any time be watched until he was off his guard, and then knocked down,

killed, and his head sold to the traders. Then, when the natives became

too cautious to render head hunting a profitable trade, a new expedient

was discovered.

It was found that a newly tattooed head looked as well when preserved

as one which had been tattooed for years. The chiefs were not slow in

taking advantage of this discovery, and immediately set to work at

killing the least valuable of their slaves, tattooing their heads as

though they had belonged to men of high rank, drying, and then selling

them.

One of my friends lately gave me a curious illustration of the trade

in heads. His father wanted to purchase one of the dried heads, but

did not approve of any that were brought for sale, on the ground that

the tattoo was poor, and was not a good example of the skill of the

native artists. The chief allowed the force of the argument, and,

pointing to a number of his people who had come on board, he turned

to the intending purchaser, saying, “Choose which of these heads you

like best, and when you come back I will take care to have it dried

and ready for your acceptance.” As may be imagined, this speech put an

abrupt end to all head purchasing, and gave an unexpected insight into

the mysteries of trading as conducted by savage nations.

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