CHAPTER LXXXI.

Wherein Babbalanja Relates The Adventure Of One Karkeke In The Land Of

Shades

At our morning repast on the second day of our stay in the hollow, our

party indulged in much lively discourse.

“Samoa,” said I, “those isles of yours, of whose beauty you so often

make vauntful mention, can those isles, good Samoa, furnish a valley in

all respects equal to Willamilla?”

Disdainful answer was made, that Willamilla might be endurable enough

for a sojourn, but as a permanent abode, any glen of his own natal isle

was unspeakably superior.

“In the great valley of Savaii,” cried Samoa, “for every leaf grown

here in Willamilla, grows a stately tree; and for every tree here

waving, in Savaii flourishes a goodly warrior.”

Immeasurable was the disgust of the Upoluan for the enervated subjects

of Donjalolo; and for Donjalolo himself; though it was shrewdly

divined, that his annoying reception at the hands of the royalty of

Juam, had something to do with his disdain.

To Jarl, no similar question was put; for he was sadly deficient in a

taste for the picturesque. But he cursorily observed, that in his

blue-water opinion, Willamilla was next to uninhabitable, all view of

the sea being intercepted.

And here it may be well to relate a comical blunder on the part of

honest Jarl; concerning which, Samoa, the savage, often afterward

twitted him; as indicating a rusticity, and want of polish in his

breeding. It rather originated, however, in his not heeding the

conventionalities of the strange people among whom he was thrown.

The anecdote is not an epic; but here it is.

Reclining in our arbor, we breakfasted upon a marble slab; so

frost-white, and flowingly traced with blue veins, that it seemed a

little lake sheeted over with ice: Diana’s virgin bosom congéaled.

Before each guest was a richly carved bowl and gourd, fruit and wine

freighted also the empty hemisphere of a small nut, the purpose of

which was a problem. Now, King Jarl scorned to admit the slightest

degree of under-breeding in the matter of polite feeding. So nothing

was a problem to him. At once reminded of the morsel of Arvaroot in his

mouth, a substitute for another sort of sedative then unattainable, he

was instantly illuminated concerning the purpose of the nut; and very

complacently introduced each to the other; in the innocence of his

ignorance making no doubt that he had acquitted himself with

discretion; the little hemisphere plainly being intended as a place of

temporary deposit for the Arva of the guests.

The company were astounded: Samoa more than all. King Jarl, meanwhile,

looking at all present with the utmost serenity. At length, one of the

horrified attendants, using two sticks for a forceps, disappeared with

the obnoxious nut, Upon which, the meal proceeded.

This attendant was not seen again for many days; which gave rise to the

supposition, that journeying to the sea-side, he had embarked for some

distant strand; there, to bury out of sight the abomination with which

he was freighted.

Upon this, his egregious misadventure, calculated to do discredit to

our party, and bring Media himself into contempt, Babbalanja had no

scruples in taking Jarl roundly to task. He assured him, that it argued

but little brains to evince a desire to be thought familiar with all

things; that however desirable as incidental attainments,

conventionalities, in themselves, were the very least of arbitrary

trifles; the knowledge of them, innate with no man. “Moreover Jarl,” he

added, “in essence, conventionalities are but mimickings, at which

monkeys succeed best. Hence, when you find yourself at a loss in these

matters, wait patiently, and mark what the other monkeys do: and then

follow suit. And by so doing, you will gain a vast reputation as an

accomplished ape. Above all things, follow not the silly example of the

young spark Karkeke, of whom Mohi was telling me. Dying, and entering

the other world with a mincing gait, and there finding certain customs

quite strange and new; such as friendly shades passing through each

other by way of a salutation;—Karkeke, nevertheless, resolved to show

no sign of embarrassment. Accosted by a phantom, with wings folded

pensively, plumes interlocked across its chest, he off head; and stood

obsequiously before it. Staring at him for an instant, the spirit cut

him dead; murmuring to itself, ‘Ah, some terrestrial bumpkin, I fancy,’

and passed on with its celestial nose in the highly rarified air. But

silly Karkeke undertaking to replace his head, found that it would no

more stay on; but forever tumbled off; even in the act of nodding a

salute; which calamity kept putting him out of countenance. And thus

through all eternity is he punished for his folly, in having pretended

to be wise, wherein he was ignorant. Head under arm, he wanders about,

the scorn and ridicule of the other world.”

Our repast concluded, messengers arrived from the prince, courteously

inviting our presence at the House of the Morning. Thither we went;

journeying in sedans, sent across the hollow, for that purpose, by

Donjalolo.

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