CHAPTER XI

THE HUNCHBACK CHIEF

The White Chief's house was built on a plan which was a vast improvement

over anything found on the two islands. True, it was nothing but an

assemblage of rooms, which surrounded an open court. The furnishings

were crude, but it was evident that all the articles were such as had

been taken from the wreckages on the shore.

Goods not native made, were noticed, and even a photograph, on a tin

plate, like the old style daguerreotypes, was observed by Harry. Three

chairs, one with a broken rocker, formed part of the furnishings in the

court. In one corner was a mass of articles, the case of a ship's

chronometer, the horn of a phonograph, some tin tubes of different

lengths, and other odds and ends, which could not be recognized.

"I am anxious to hear your story," said John. "If you have no objection

we should be glad to have you relate it."

"It will give me pleasure to tell of my experiences, although it may not

interest you; but before doing so you must partake of food, because I

know what it means to travel through our country. Besides I have ordered

it prepared, and it is now ready."

[Illustration: "_'It is copper,' said John_" [See p. 122]]

"These two men I have with me," said John, pointing to Uraso and Muro,

"are Chiefs of two powerful tribes, who live on a neighboring island,

and they are real friends I found there when these two boys and I were

shipwrecked there several years ago."

"I am, indeed, glad to welcome them. I see that they have adopted the

white man's clothing."

"Yes; and their people who are wonderfully interesting are engaged in

farming, and manufacturing."

Then John told him briefly the history of their experiences, and how the

people on Wonder Island were working out their salvation.

John's tale impressed him most forcefully. "You have made good use of

your talents. Unfortunately, for me, and for the natives here, I was not

able wholly to bring out the people from their low condition, as you

will be able to understand more fully when the story is told." He said

this sorrowfully, and with apparent regret.

After the meal, he continued his narrative: "I was a poor boy, a native

of the State of Massachusetts, and was bound to a whaler as a helper,

when less than fifteen years of age. It was a hard life, as you may

know. I had no education, and I learned the life of misery and sorrow

when I should have been at school.

"But during that and the second year I became hardened, and my

unfortunate physical condition made me the butt of my companions, and

one day, in a fit of resentment, I struck down one of my tormentors,

while in the harbor of Bedford, after which I escaped and made my way to

Boston.

"There, the next day, I found employment on an outgoing ship, that was

in the China service, and two days later, I was gratified to learn that

it would sail that night. I had a much easier berth, and now I found

that among those men I was considered better than a mere brute, and I

became acquainted with a young man who taught me to read.

"This was such a delight to me that I could hardly wait until my daily

duties were over, before the books were brought out, and by the time we

put into Shanghai, I could read and write, as well as perform many

examples in arithmetic.

"I knew nothing of geography, or of any other of the necessary parts of

education. Our outward trip was unexciting, but on the first return

trip, we met one of the dangerous monsoons, and the ship was wrecked.

One of my shipmates was the sole occupant of a spar, and he aided me in

my attempt to grasp it, and together we floated about the great sea for

several days, without a thing to eat or to drink, until I lost

consciousness, and knew no more until I opened my eyes, and saw the

vilest looking savages standing about me.

"When I saw them they appeared like a horrid dream. I had read in one of

the books about the terrible visions that men dream of, and when they

tried to make me eat something, I began to feel that it was a reality.

"But the men were naked, and I saw the bones of human beings about me,

and everything had the appearance of a feast. I soon saw that they were

cannibals, and as I had heard of their practices their faces grew more

and more repulsive to me.

"I recovered slowly, and now began the terror in my mind. Each day I

expected would be my last. But day after day passed by, and I soon began

to become reconciled to my fate. An incident soon changed the entire

aspect of affairs for me. I had been treated with the utmost deference.

I was furnished with an abundance of food, but I had previously learned

that it was the custom of those people to fatten their victims, and this

was not welcome knowledge.

"I became desperate. One day, while they were bringing me the finest

roasts, I rebelled, and taking a club, scattered the food, swinging the

club at them and shouting defiance, because human nature began to rebel,

and I could not stand the suspense any longer.

"To my surprise they scattered, and fell on their faces. Among them was

the head man, whom I had always regarded as the Chief. Finally he came

up timidly, and fell on his knees before me. I was so astounded that I

did not know what to do. I went to the Chief and raised him up, because

I was in a quandary, and could not understand them.

"This seemed to reassure him, and he told me to follow him. I had been

here long enough to understand most of their jargon. I was surprised

when he led me to his own hut, and brought out his daughter, who knelt

before me. Then I began to understand. I was no longer the expected

victim, but the prospective son-in-law. This was better than

anticipating death daily.

"I accepted the situation. The daughter became my wife. It was she who

welcomed you when we came in. When her father died I became Chief, but

long before his death, I controlled the people, as I knew so much more,

and had superior wisdom, judged by their standard, that they obeyed me

in everything.

"But much as I abhorred, and tried to prevent it, as I did on many

occasions, they practiced their rites, and had their Korinos, the real

offenders, who taught them the necessity of sacrifices.

"But when I became Chief, I sternly refused to permit them to kill their

captives, and cannibalism was practiced only by stealth. I succeeded in

stamping out the practice only by putting the Korinos to death, and in

shutting up their caves."

The boys, as well as John were riveted to their seats during this entire

recital, until he referred to the caves, when they relaxed, and

indicated their pleasure and anxiety. That meant still further quests in

that direction.

The Chief noticed their movement, and continued: "I am tiring you, but

permit me to add only a few things. I have endeavored to better the

condition of these people, and have succeeded. To the south of us was a

powerful tribe. My first care was to make ourselves secure against them.

"Like my people they, too, were cannibals. They were ruled over by a

Chief who was cruel, and whenever any of their people escaped I took

them in and cared for them, and there are now many of those living with

us who could not be induced to go back. For more than forty years no one

has been killed and eaten by my people."

"Your work here is certainly most commendable. There is nothing which

needs apology. Under the circumstances you have done all that was

possible, and to the best of your ability. No one can do more," was

John's timely observation.

"I thank you for the compliment. I owe everything to the few books which

my comrade taught me to read. When I left the United States my heart was

bitter toward all mankind. I could not see why I should have been

treated in such a harsh manner among civilized people, but when I landed

here and saw how much worse the conditions were, I began to reflect. It

would have been an easy and a natural thing for me to be brutal to

others, as they had been to me."

"You have shown a noble spirit, and I shall try to help you in caring

for your people. Our ship is here, and we have some things for you, as

soon as they can be unloaded," rejoined John.

During the afternoon communication was established with the _Pioneer_,

and the natives were willing helpers in bringing up the packages, but it

was too late to distribute them. Before leaving John said: "You have not

told us your name."

"I was christened Ephraim Wilmar."

John seized him by the hands, as he said: "And was your father's name

William?"

"Yes," said Ephraim, as his great eyes grew still bigger. "Did you know

him?"

"I knew him well; he died about thirty years ago. He was my father's

friend."

This information established a bond of friendship between the two.

"I have forgotten to take note of time, and I may be out a year or two

in my reckoning," continued Ephraim, "but according to the best

information I have this must be the year 1911."

"You are short one year; it is now 1912."

"Then let me see! We sailed from China in January, 1860; and during that

same month the ship went down. From that time to the present I have no

idea of what has taken place."

"Then you know nothing of the four years' war between the North and the

South?"

"No; I remember there was some trouble about the slaves, or something of

that sort before we left China."

"But there are no more slaves in the United States."

"You surprise me! Then they were freed by the war?"

"Yes; and Cuba is also free, and is now a republic, and the Hawaiian

Islands belong to the United States, as also do the Philippines."

"That does not seem possible. Why, if I remember correctly Cuba and the

Philippines belonged to Spain. When did the United States purchase

them?"

"We had a war with Spain, and we took the Spanish possessions, as well

as Porto Rico. Manila was captured three days after war was declared."

"Three days after war was declared! How could our fleet, which must have

been half the way around the world, get the news that war had been

declared in that time?"

"The commander of our fleet at Hongkong, was notified by telegraph."

"How could that be done without a telegraph line? Over what part of the

earth are the lines now running?"

"Everywhere; but there are many running under the sea and are called

_cable lines_."

Ephraim looked at John for a moment, as though he doubted the meaning of

the words just uttered, and then slowly inquired: "That must be a

remarkable thing. I do not see how it would be possible to string wires

under the sea."

"They are encased in water tight coverings, and some of the lines are

four thousand miles long. But nowadays we do not need wires for

telegraphing."

The deformed figure arose, and appeared to be agitated, as he said: "Do

you mean to say that messages can be sent without wires?"

"Stations for that purpose are now in operation all over the world."

"That is as improbable to me as though you should tell me that it would

be possible to talk over a wire," he answered.

"But we do talk over wires, and it is possible to talk over distances

hundreds of miles apart, without wires even."

He glanced at those about him, and shook his head. He appeared to

hesitate about asking any more questions, and after shambling back and

forth a dozen times, or more, he stopped at the pile of debris, and

picked up a thick disk-like piece of metal, to one side of which was a

short broken tube attached.

"I have examined this many, many times. Perhaps you can tell me what it

is?" and he handed it to John.

"This is the disk of a phonograph."

"What is that?"

"An instrument which will reproduce the human voice, or any noise, or

the sound of music."

"I do not understand what you mean. If I talk to it will it talk back to

me?"

"No; it is so arranged that one form of the instrument receives the

sound of your voice, and impresses it on material in the form of a

cylinder, or a disk, and if this cylinder or disk is put into another

instrument, this little apparatus, which I hold in my hand will speak

the same words you uttered."

[Illustration: _Fig. 11. Phonograph Disk._]

"Then electricity must be a wonderful thing, to be able to be used by

men to talk to each other all over the world, and even to preserve what

they say."

"But the phonograph is not an electrical apparatus. The disk, here, with

the little stylus, or pointer on it, vibrates and gives forth the

sound."

"All this is most marvelous, and I would like to see some of those

wonderful things," he exclaimed.

"If you will come to the ship we will show you many of the things that

electricity does, as we have a phonograph there, and we have a search

light that operates by electricity, and which enables us to see many

miles," added Harry.

"Yes; I must see your ship, and I am ready to accompany you any time,

and I want my people to see those things, as well."

"But there are many other things that we now do with electricity. All

street railways are now operated by it; many boats are run by that

power; cooking is done by it, and its uses extend into almost everything

that man touches," remarked John.

"If this one branch of knowledge has improved so wonderfully within a

space of fifty years, the progress in other directions must be very

wonderful, indeed," he responded. "But you have told me so much, and I

hardly know how I can grasp its meaning. I suppose things here in this

part of the world must appear very crude to you?"

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