WE RECEIVE THE SAD TIDINGS OF THE MASSACRE OF THE CREW OF THE VESSEL.--I
STILL HOPE THAT SOME MAY HAVE ESCAPED, AND LISELE TAKES MEANS TO RESCUE
THEM.--SHE SENDS HER COUSIN TOFA, TO MAFOA, THE YOUNG CHIEF TO WHOM HER
FATHER HAS BETROTHED HER.--A FEARFUL HURRICANE.--THE HEATHEN NATIVES
PREVENTED BY IT FROM ATTACKING THE SETTLEMENT AND SEIZING US.
We could scarcely hope that my father would have had time to return, yet
we anxiously looked for his arrival. The canoe with the two natives had
been unable to reach the vessel, and information was brought to Lisele
that they had been seized and killed by the heathens, who had gone out
in chase of them. A bright light was also seen at night in the
direction of the harbour in which the vessel was supposed to have
anchored; and the next day the dreadful rumour reached us that Nanari's
worst apprehensions had been realised, that she had been surprised by
the treacherous natives, and that every person on board had been put to
death. At first we could not believe so fearful a story, but Lisele
assured us that she had no doubt of its truth.
"Is it not possible that some may have escaped?" I exclaimed, when
Lisele gave me the account. "Have all the people on board the beautiful
vessel, sailing by so proudly the other day, been killed? Should any
have escaped could we not take means to let them know that there are
Christian friends here who would welcome them? If my father was at home
I am sure he would make all effort to rescue the unhappy people."
Lisele replied that although the tribe who had committed the deed were
at present at peace with her people, that even should any white man have
escaped it would be difficult to get them out of the heathens' hands,
but that she would try what could be done. "There is a young chief
among them who is more inclined than the rest of the people to be
friendly with my father," she observed. "Although he is a brave
warrior, he is neither fierce nor cruel; and if, by chance, any of the
white men have fallen into his power he may possibly have spared their
lives. I will try to send a message to him and ask him to protect them,
and to give them up to your father. Yet I fear there is very little
probability of any having escaped."
Lisele's answer gave me very little hope that any had escaped the
massacre; but I was sure that she would take every means to ascertain
the truth. Nanari, when he heard the account, was willing to go
himself, but both Abela and Lisele entreated him not to make the
attempt--urging that the heathens were so enraged at him for having
caused so many people to _lotu_, that they would be certain, should he
venture among them, to put him to death.
He at length was persuaded to abandon his design, and Lisele undertook
to send a young relative, who, although a heathen, was attached to her,
and would do whatever she desired. Being still a boy he had not
accompanied her father, but he was more likely to succeed than anybody
she could think of. In the course of the day Tofa, the lad of whom
Lisele spoke, made his appearance. He was a fine intelligent-looking
youth, and I could not help hoping that through the means of his cousin
he might be brought to know the truth. He seemed proud of the mission
given to him, though he was well aware of the danger he incurred.
"Tell Mafoa that if he really regards me as he professes, he will act
according to my wishes, and treat the white men as friends," said
Lisele. Mafoa was the young chief of whom she had spoken, and who, I
had no doubt, from this remark, entertained hopes of making her his
wife.
Recollecting that should any seamen have escaped, they would have a
difficulty in understanding young Tofa, I wrote a short note which I
hoped would prove of more service than the last I had sent, mentioning
the missionary station, and saying that we and the Christian natives
would gladly afford them all the assistance in our power. Several other
messages having been given to Tofa, he set off on his expedition; and we
kneeling down, offered up a prayer for his success.
Notwithstanding our anxiety, with the assistance of Lisele and Abela, we
held school as usual, while Nanari conducted the service in the chapel,
and instructed the young men and boys, as was his custom. The night was
as calm as the preceding one. The comet could be seen winding its
solitary course through the heavens, appearing even brighter than
before. After Maud and I had gazed at it for some time we retired to
our beds. I heard her sobbing, giving way at length to the sorrow she
had restrained in my presence--not that she could have felt my mother's
loss more than I did, but I was older, and had endeavoured, though the
strife was a hard one, to command my feelings. At length I heard her
sobs cease, and I in time forgot my sorrow in sleep.
We were both suddenly awakened by a fearful noise. We started up--all
was dark. There came the sound of the wind howling in the trees and
falling timber, and the roaring of the sea, as it dashed upon the reef
with tremendous force, and rocks crashing down from the mountain
heights. A hurricane was raging. We sat up trembling with alarm. My
first thought was for my dear father, should he now be at sea returning
to us. Then other dreadful sounds, like thunder breaking overhead.
Something else terrific besides the hurricane was occurring, it seemed
to us, yet we dared not leave the house for fear of being blown away by
the wind. After some time we assisted each other to dress, as well as
we could, in the dark, for we expected every moment that the roof would
be carried off, or the house itself blown down. We remembered several
hurricanes, but this appeared more violent than any that had before
occurred. We had been protected during former ones, and we knew that
the same power would take care of us now. I had proposed lighting the
lamp, when Maud observed, should the house be blown down, it might set
the thatch on fire, and the whole village would be burnt.
"Let us remain in darkness, for remember God sees us as if it was light,
she said. Darkness is no darkness with Him--the day and night to Him
are both alike."
I agreed with Maud, and together we knelt down side by side to pray for
protection. Although the tempest continued to rage without, our house,
built by my father's hands, stood firm. It was, like his own faith,
well knit and bound together. He had not forgotten, when erecting it,
that such hurricanes were likely to occur, and he had accordingly
prepared for them.
So should we go through life, not trembling with the fear of
misfortunes, but ready to encounter them should they overtake us.
Hour after hour seemed to pass by as we thus knelt and prayed. Every
now and then we could not help starting up, as a more fearful crash than
usual sounded in our ears. Still the wished-for daylight did not
appear. The truth was, that since the commencement of the storm but a
short time only had elapsed, though in our desolation and solitude it
had appeared very long.
At length we heard a knocking at the door. I made my way, followed by
Maud, to open it, when two figures appeared, and I heard the voices of
Nanari and Lisele. During the moment the door was open I observed a
bright glare in the sky above the waving and bending trees, but it was
only for a moment, as immediately they were inside they closed the door
behind them.
"Are you safe, are you uninjured?" they exclaimed. "We could not bear
to leave you all alone, and, trusting to Jehovah's protection, we
ventured up here, hoping to comfort you."
We thanked them for coming, and I led the way into our sitting-room.
"What dreadful event is occurring in addition to the hurricane?" I
asked. "Can the forest be on fire?"
"The mountain has burst forth, and is sending up stones and ashes into
the air, while hot streams of lava are flowing down its sides," answered
Nanari. "Not one but many forests may be burned, but we are in the
hands of Jehovah, and should not fear, my daughter."
I inquired whether he thought that the ashes or streams of lava might
reach as far as the settlement, he believed that, shut in as we were, by
a separate range of hills, that the lava at all events would not run
down towards us; though, with regard to the ashes and stones, how far
they might be carried, he could not say, and again he added the same
consolation he had before offered.
Poor Lisele was in much affliction. Her father might probably be at
sea--as I feared mine was--and exposed to the dreadful tempest, and she
could not hope that he, having set forth against the warnings of his
Christian friends, would be under the protection of Jehovah. "Alas!
alas!" she exclaimed, wringing her hands, should he be driven out over
the ocean and lost, he will not have known the good and merciful God who
would--had he listened to the advice given him--have received him as a
son, and taken him to dwell with Him for ever in the glorious country
you have told me of beyond the skies.
"We have prayed for your father, and may continue to pray for him, my
child," said Nanari. "And Jehovah may still find a way to preserve him
from the danger in which he is placed." Thus conversing, and often
kneeling down to pray, we passed the hours of darkness.
As dawn approached, the hurricane began to abate; and by the time the
sun rose out of the eastern ocean, it had entirely ceased. As we opened
the door and gazed forth we had reason to be more than ever thankful
that we had escaped destruction. Several tall trees, a short distance
from the house, lay torn up by the roots, and huge boughs strewed the
ground in every direction. The chapel and school-house had escaped
injury; but Nanari, who went out to ascertain whether any of the people
had suffered, came back with a sad report. Several of the cottages had
been blown down, two people had been killed, and many more injured.
Leaving Maud and Lisele to attend to the house, I accompanied Nanari to
visit the sufferers. While receiving instruction as a missionary he had
been taught the simple methods to be pursued under such circumstances.
Abela, I was thankful to find, had escaped, and she assisted us in
bathing and binding up the wounds and setting the limbs of those who had
been hurt. There was sorrow for those who had been killed, but it was
not such sorrow as the heathen would have shown who have no hope.
"Jehovah is merciful, and has called our brothers to a better and
happier land than this," exclaimed those who stood around, preparing to
carry the dead to their graves.
We were not aware of it at the time--but we learned afterwards--that on
that very night a band of savage heathens were on their way to attack
the settlement with the intention of killing Nanari, and carrying off
Lisele and us as prisoners. How dreadful would have been our fate had
they succeeded, and, unwarned as we were, we should have been taken by
surprise without the possibility of escaping.
The volcano continued raging during the day, but the natives, accustomed
to see its fires burst forth from time to time, were less alarmed at it
than they were at the appearance of the comet. As I watched it, I
conceived the hope that a stream of lava, flowing down between us and
the more hostile heathen tribes, might prevent them from approaching to
attack us.