CHAPTER LXX.

A ROOF-TREE FOR JESUS.

AT first we moved about amongst the Natives from village to village,

acquired their language, and taught them everywhere,--by the roadside,

under the shade of a tree, or on the public Tillage Ground. Our old

Native Hut, when we removed to the Mission House formerly referred to,

was also used for all sorts of public meetings. Feeling by and by,

however, that the time had come to interest them in building a new

Church, and that it would be every way helpful, I laid the proposal

before them, carefully explaining that for this work no one would be

paid, that the Church was for all the Islanders and for the Worship

alone, and that every one must build purely for the love of Jesus.

I told them that God would be pleased with such materials as they had to

give, that they must not begin till they had divided the work and

counted the cost, and that for my part I would do all that I could to

direct and help, and would supply the sinnet (= cocoanut fiber rope)

which I had brought from Aneityum, and the nails from Sydney.

They held meeting after meeting throughout the Island. Chiefs made long

speeches; orators chanted their palavers; and warriors acted their part

by waving of club and tomahawk. An unprecedented friendliness sprang up

amongst them. They agreed to sink every quarrel, and unite in building

the first Church on Aniwa,--one Chief only holding back. Women and

children began to gather and prepare the sugar-cane leaf for thatch. Men

searched for and cut down suitable trees.

The Church measured sixty-two feet by twenty-four. The wall was twelve

feet high. The studs were of hard ironwood, and were each by tenon and

mortise fastened into six ironwood trees forming the upper wall plates.

All were not only nailed, but strongly tied together by sinnet-rope, so

as to resist the hurricanes. The roof was supported by four huge

ironwood trees, and a fifth of equally hard wood, sunk about eight feet

into the ground, surrounded by building at the base, and forming massive

pillars. There were two doorways and eight window spaces; the floor was

laid with white coral, broken small, and covered with cocoanut tree

leaf-mats, on which the people sat. I had a small platform, floored and

surrounded with reeds; and Mrs. Paton had a seat enclosing the

harmonium, also made of reeds and in keeping. Great harmony prevailed

all the time, and no mishap marred the work. One hearty fellow fell from

the roof-tree to the ground, and was badly stunned. But, jumping up, he

shook himself, and saying--"I was working for Jehovah! He has saved me

from being hurt!"--he mounted the roof again and went on cheerily with

his work.

But our pride in this New Church soon met with a dreadful blow. That

very season a terrific hurricane leveled it with the ground. After much

wailing, the principal Chief, in a public Assembly, said, "Let us not

weep, like boys over their broken bows and arrows! Let us be strong, and

build a yet stronger Church for Jehovah."

By our counsel, ten days were spent first in repairing houses and

fences, and saving food from the plantations, many of which had been

swept into utter ruin. Then they assembled on the appointed day. A hymn

was sung. God's blessing was invoked, and all the work was dedicated

afresh to Him. Days were spent in taking the iron wood roof to pieces,

and saving everything that could be saved. The work was allocated

equally amongst the villages, and a wholesome emulation was created. One

Chief still held back. After a while, I visited him and personally

invited his help,--telling him that it was God's House, and for all the

people of Aniwa; and that if he and his people did not do their part,

the others would cast it in their teeth that they had no share in the

House of God. He yielded to my appeal, and entered vigorously upon the

work.

One large tree was still needed to complete the couples, and could

nowhere be found. The work was at a standstill; for, though the size was

now reduced to fifty feet by twenty-two, the roof lowered by four feet,

and there was still plenty of smaller wood on Aniwa, the larger trees

were apparently exhausted. One morning, however, we were awakened at

early daybreak by the shouting and singing of a company of men, carrying

a great black tree to the Church, with this same Chief dancing before

them, leading the singing, and beating time with the flourish of his

tomahawk. Determined not to be beaten, though late in the field, he had

lifted the roof-tree out of his own house, as black as soot could make

it, and was carrying it to complete the couplings. The rest of the

builders shouted against this. All the other wood of the Church was

white and clean, and they would not have this black tree, conspicuous in

the very center of all. But I praised the old Chief for what he had

done, and hoped he and his people would come and worship Jehovah under

his own roof-tree. At this all were delighted! and the work went on

apace, with many songs and shoutings.

Whenever the Church was roofed in, we met in it for Public Worship.

Coral was being got and burned, and preparations made for plastering the

walls. The Natives were sharp enough to notice that I was not putting up

the bell; and suspicions arose that I kept it back in order to take it

with me when I returned to Tanna. It was a beautiful Church bell, cast

and sent out by our dear friend, James Taylor, Esq., Birkenhead. The

Aniwans, therefore, gave me no rest till I agreed to have it hung on

their new Church. They found a large ironwood tree near the shore, cut a

road for half a mile through the bush, tied poles across it every few

feet, and with shouts lifted it bodily on their shoulders--six men or so

at each pole--and never set it down again till they reached the Church;

for as one party got exhausted, others were ready to rush in and relieve

them at every stage of the journey. The two old Chiefs, flourishing

their tomahawks, went capering in front of all the rest, and led the

song to which they marched, joyfully bearing their load. They dug a deep

hole, into which to sink it; I squared the top and screwed on the bell;

then we raised the tree by ropes, letting it sink into the hole, and

built it round eight feet deep with coral blocks and lime; and there

from its top swings and rings ever since the Church bell of Aniwa.

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