Chapter XXV

The sandal-wood party--Native children's games somewhat

surprising--Desperate amusements suddenly and fatally brought to a

close--An old friend recognised--News--Romata's mad conduct.

Next day the wood-cutting party went ashore again, and I accompanied

them as before. During the dinner-hour I wandered into the woods alone,

being disinclined for food that day. I had not rambled far when I found

myself unexpectedly on the sea-shore, having crossed a narrow neck of

land which separated the native village from a large bay. Here I found

a party of the islanders busy with one of their war-canoes, which was

almost ready for launching. I stood for a long time watching this party

with great interest, and observed that they fastened the timbers and

planks to each other very much in the same way in which I had seen Jack

fasten those of our little boat. But what surprised me most was its

immense length, which I measured carefully, and found to be a hundred

feet long; and it was so capacious that it could have held three

hundred men. It had the unwieldy outrigger and enormously high

stern-posts which I had remarked on the canoe that came to us while I

was on the Coral Island. Observing some boys playing at games a short

way along the beach, I resolved to go and watch them; but as I turned

from the natives who were engaged so busily and cheerfully at their

work, I little thought of the terrible event that hung on the

completion of that war-canoe.

Advancing towards the children, who were so numerous that I began to

think this must be the general playground of the village, I sat down on

a grassy bank under the shade of a plantain tree to watch them. And a

happier or more noisy crew I have never seen. There were at least two

hundred of them, both boys and girls, all of whom were clad in no other

garments than their own glossy little black skins, except the maro, or

strip of cloth round the loins of the boys, and a very short petticoat

or kilt on the girls. They did not all play at the same game, but

amused themselves in different groups.

One band was busily engaged in a game exactly similar to our blind

man's buff. Another set were walking on stilts, which raised the

children three feet from the ground. They were very expert at this

amusement, and seldom tumbled. In another place I observed a group of

girls standing together, and apparently enjoying themselves very much;

so I went up to see what they were doing, and found that they were

opening their eyelids with their fingers till their eyes appeared of an

enormous size, and then thrusting pieces of straw between the upper and

lower lids, across the eyeball, to keep them in that position! This

seemed to me, I must confess, a very foolish as well as dangerous

amusement. Nevertheless the children seemed to be greatly delighted

with the hideous faces they made. I pondered this subject a good deal,

and thought that if little children knew how silly they seemed to

grown-up people when they make faces, they would not be so fond of

doing it. In another place were a number of boys engaged in flying

kites, and I could not help wondering that some of the games of those

little savages should be so like to our own, although they had never

seen us at play. But the kites were different from ours in many

respects, being of every variety of shape. They were made of very thin

cloth, and the boys raised them to a wonderful height in the air by

means of twine made from the cocoa-nut husk. Other games there were,

some of which showed the natural depravity of the hearts of these poor

savages, and made me wish fervently that missionaries might be sent out

to them. But the amusement which the greatest number of the children of

both sexes seemed to take chief delight in was swimming and diving in

the sea, and the expertness which they exhibited was truly amazing.

They seemed to have two principal games in the water, one of which was

to dive off a sort of stage which had been erected near a deep part of

the sea, and chase each other in the water. Some of them went down to

an extraordinary depth; others skimmed along the surface, or rolled

over and over like porpoises, or diving under each other, came up

unexpectedly and pulled each other down by a leg or an arm. They never

seemed to tire of this sport, and from the great heat of the water in

the South Seas, they could remain in it nearly all day without feeling

chilled. Many of these children were almost infants, scarce able to

walk; yet they staggered down the beach, flung their round, fat little

black bodies fearlessly into deep water, and struck out to sea with as

much confidence as ducklings.

The other game to which I have referred was swimming in the surf. But

as this is an amusement in which all engage, from children of ten to

grey-headed men of sixty, and as I had an opportunity of witnessing it

in perfection the day following, I shall describe it more minutely.

I suppose it was in honour of their guest that this grand

swimming-match was got up, for Romata came and told the captain that

they were going to engage in it, and begged him to "come and see."

"What sort of amusement is this surf-swimming?" I inquired of Bill, as

we walked together to a part of the shore on which several thousands of

the natives were assembled.

"It's a very favourite lark with these 'xtr'or'nary critters," replied

Bill, giving a turn to the quid of tobacco that invariably bulged out

of his left cheek. "Ye see, Ralph, them fellows take to the water as

soon a'most as they can walk, an' long before they can do that anything

respectably, so that they are as much at home in the sea as on the

land. Well, ye see, I s'pose they found swimmin' for miles out to sea,

and divin' fathoms deep, wasn't exciting enough, so they invented this

game o' swimmin' on the surf. Each man and boy, as you see, has got a

short board or plank, with which he swims out for a mile or more to

sea, and then, gettin' on the top o' yon thunderin' breaker, they come

to shore on the top of it, yellin' and screechin' like fiends. It's a

marvel to me that they're not dashed to shivers on the coral reef, for

sure an' sartin' am I that if any o' us tried it, we wouldn't be worth

the fluke of a broken anchor after the wave fell. But there they go!"

As he spoke, several hundreds of the natives, amongst whom we were now

standing, uttered a loud yell, rushed down the beach, plunged into the

surf, and were carried off by the seething foam of the retreating wave.

At the point where we stood, the encircling coral reef joined the

shore, so that the magnificent breakers, which a recent stiff breeze

had rendered larger than usual, fell in thunder at the feet of the

multitudes who lined the beach. For some time the swimmers continued to

strike out to sea, breasting over the swell like hundreds of black

seals. Then they all turned, and watching an approaching billow,

mounted its white crest, and each laying his breast on the short, flat

board, came rolling towards the shore, careering on the summit of the

mighty wave, while they and the onlookers shouted and yelled with

excitement. Just as the monster wave curled in solemn majesty to fling

its bulky length upon the beach, most of the swimmers slid back into

the trough behind; others, slipping off their boards, seized them in

their hands, and plunging through the watery waste, swam out to repeat

the amusement; but a few, who seemed to me the most reckless, continued

their career until they were launched upon the beach, and enveloped in

the churning foam and spray. One of these last came in on the crest of

the wave most manfully, and landed with a violent bound almost on the

spot where Bill and I stood. I saw by his peculiar head-dress that he

was the chief whom the tribe entertained as their guest. The sea-water

had removed nearly all the paint with which his face had been covered,

and as he rose panting to his feet, I recognised, to my surprise, the

features of Tararo, my old friend of the Coral Island!

Tararo at the same moment recognised me, and advancing quickly, took me

round the neck and rubbed noses; which had the effect of transferring a

good deal of the moist paint from his nose to mine. Then, recollecting

that this was not the white man's mode of salutation, he grasped me by

the hand and shook it violently.

"Hallo, Ralph!" cried Bill in surprise, "that chap seems to have taken

a sudden fancy to you, or he must be an old acquaintance."

"Right, Bill," I replied; "he is indeed an old acquaintance;" and I

explained in a few words that he was the chief whose party Jack and

Peterkin and I had helped to save.

Tararo haying thrown away his surf-board, entered into an animated

conversation with Bill, pointing frequently during the course of it to

me; whereby I concluded he must be telling him about the memorable

battle and the part we had taken in it. When he paused, I begged of

Bill to ask him about the woman Avatea, for I had some hope that she

might have come with Tararo on this visit. "And ask him," said I, "who

she is, for I am persuaded she is of a different race from the

Feejeeans." On the mention of her name the chief frowned darkly, and

seemed to speak with much anger.

"You're right, Ralph," said Bill, when the chief had ceased to talk;

"she's not a Feejee girl, but a Samoan. How she ever came to this place

the chief does not very clearly explain, but he says she was taken in

war, and that he got her three years ago, an' kept her as his daughter

ever since. Lucky for her, poor girl, else she'd have been roasted and

eaten like the rest."

"But why does Tararo frown and look so angry?" said I.

"Because the girl's somewhat obstinate, like most o' the sex, an' won't

marry the man he wants her to. It seems that a chief of some other

island came on a visit to Tararo and took a fancy to her, but she

wouldn't have him on no account, bein' already in love, and engaged to

a young chief whom Tararo hates, and she kicked up a desperate shindy;

so, as he was going on a war-expedition in his canoe, he left her to

think about it, sayin' he'd be back in six months or so, when he hoped

she wouldn't be so obstropolous. This happened just a week ago; an'

Tararo says that if she's not ready to go when the chief returns, as

his bride, she'll be sent to him as a _long pig_."

"As a long pig!" I exclaimed in surprise; "why, what does he mean by

that?"

"He means somethin' very unpleasant," answered Bill with a frown. "You

see these blackguards eat men an' women just as readily as they eat

pigs; and as baked pigs and baked men are very like each other in

appearance, they call men _long_ pigs. If Avatea goes to this fellow as

a long pig, it's all up with her, poor thing."

"Is she on the island now?" I asked eagerly.

"No; she's at Tararo's island."

"And where does it lie!"

"About fifty or sixty miles to the south'ard o' this," returned Bill;

"but I--"

At this moment we were startled by the cry of "Mao! mao!--a shark! a

shark!" which was immediately followed by a shriek that rang clear and

fearfully loud above the tumult of cries that arose from the savages in

the water and on the land. We turned hastily towards the direction

whence the cry came, and had just time to observe the glaring eyeballs

of one of the swimmers as he tossed his arms in the air. Next instant

he was pulled under the waves. A canoe was instantly launched, and the

hand of the drowning man was caught, but only half of his body was

dragged from the maw of the monster, which followed the canoe until the

water became so shallow that it could scarcely swim. The crest of the

next billow was tinged with red as it rolled towards the shore.

In most countries of the world this would have made a deep impression

on the spectators, but the only effect it had upon these islanders was

to make them hurry with all speed out of the sea, lest a similar fate

should befall some of the others; but so utterly reckless were they of

human life, that it did not for a moment suspend the progress of their

amusements. It is true the surf-swimming ended for that time somewhat

abruptly, but they immediately proceeded with other games. Bill told me

that sharks do not often attack the surf-swimmers, being frightened

away by the immense numbers of men and boys in the water, and by the

shouting and splashing that they make. "But," said he, "such a thing as

you have seen just now don't frighten them much. They'll be at it again

to-morrow or next day, just as if there wasn't a single shark between

Feejee and Nova Zembla."

After this the natives had a series of wrestling and boxing matches;

and being men of immense size and muscle, they did a good deal of

injury to each other, especially in boxing, in which not only the lower

orders but several of the chiefs and priests engaged. Each bout was

very quickly terminated, for they did not pretend to a scientific

knowledge of the art, and wasted no time in sparring, but hit straight

out at each other's heads, and their blows were delivered with great

force. Frequently one of the combatants was knocked down with a single

blow; and one gigantic fellow hit his adversary so severely that he

drove the skin entirely off his forehead. This feat was hailed with

immense applause by the spectators.

During these exhibitions, which were very painful to me, though I

confess I could not refrain from beholding them, I was struck with the

beauty of many of the figures and designs that were tattooed on the

persons of the chiefs and principal men. One figure, that seemed to me

very elegant, was that of a palm tree tattooed on the back of a man's

leg, the roots rising, as it were, from under his heel, the stem

ascending the tendon of the ankle, and the graceful head branching out

upon the calf. I afterwards learned that this process of tattooing is

very painful, and takes long to do, commencing at the age of ten, and

being continued at intervals up to the age of thirty. It is done by

means of an instrument made of bone, with a number of sharp teeth with

which the skin is punctured. Into these punctures a preparation made

from the kernel of the candle-nut, mixed with cocoa-nut oil, is rubbed,

and the mark thus made is indelible. The operation is performed by a

class of men whose profession it is, and they tattoo as much at a time

as the person on whom they are operating can bear; which is not much,

the pain and inflammation caused by tattooing being very great,

sometimes causing death. Some of the chiefs were tattooed with an

ornamental stripe down the legs, which gave them the appearance of

being clad in tights; others had marks round the ankles and insteps

which looked like tight-fitting and elegant boots. Their faces were

also tattooed, and their breasts were very profusely marked with every

imaginable species of device--muskets, dogs, birds, pigs, clubs, and

canoes, intermingled with lozenges, squares, circles, and other

arbitrary figures.

The women were not tattooed so much as the men, having only a few marks

on their feet and arms. But I must say, however objectionable this

strange practice may be, it nevertheless had this good effect, that it

took away very much from their appearance of nakedness.

Next day, while we were returning from the woods to our schooner, we

observed Romata rushing about in the neighbourhood of his house,

apparently mad with passion.

"Ah!" said Bill to me, "there he's at his old tricks again. That's his

way when he gets drink. The natives make a sort of drink o' their own,

and it makes him bad enough; but when he gets brandy he's like a wild

tiger. The captain, I suppose, has given him a bottle, as usual, to

keep him in good humour. After drinkin' he usually goes to sleep, and

the people know it well, and keep out of his way, for fear they should

waken him. Even the babies are taken out of ear-shot; for when he's

waked up he rushes out just as you see him now, and spears or clubs the

first person he meets."

It seemed at the present time, however, that no deadly weapon had been

in his way, for the infuriated chief was raging about without one.

Suddenly he caught sight of an unfortunate man who was trying to

conceal himself behind a tree. Bushing towards him, Romata struck him a

terrible blow on the head, which knocked out the poor man's eye and

also dislocated the chief's finger. The wretched creature offered no

resistance; he did not even attempt to parry the blow. Indeed, from

what Bill said, I found that he might consider himself lucky in having

escaped with his life, which would certainly have been forfeited had

the chief been possessed of a club at the tune.

"Have these wretched creatures no law among themselves," said I, "which

can restrain such wickedness?"

"None," replied Bill. "The chiefs word is law. He might kill and eat a

dozen of his own subjects any day for nothing more than his own

pleasure, and nobody would take the least notice of it."

This ferocious deed took place within sight of our party as we wended

our way to the beach, but I could not observe any other expression on

the faces of the men than that of total indifference or contempt. It

seemed to me a very awful thing that it should be possible for men to

come to such hardness of heart and callousness to the sight of

bloodshed and violence; but, indeed, I began to find that such constant

exposure to scenes of blood was having a slight effect upon myself, and

I shuddered when I came to think that I too was becoming callous.

I thought upon this subject much that night while I walked up and down

the deck during my hours of watch, and I came to the conclusion that if

I, who hated, abhorred, and detested such bloody deeds as I had

witnessed within the last few weeks, could so soon come to be less

sensitive about them, how little wonder that these poor ignorant

savages, who were born and bred in familiarity therewith, should think

nothing of them at all, and should hold human life in so very slight

esteem!

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