OUR first sight of Tembinok' was a matter of concern, almost alarm, to my
whole party. We had a favour to seek; we must approach in the proper courtly
attitude of a suitor; and must either please him or fail in the main purpose of
our voyage. It was our wish to land and live in Apemama, and see more near at
hand the odd character of the man and the odd (or rather ancient) condition of
his island. In all other isles of the South Seas a white man may land with his
chest, and set up house for a lifetime, if he choose, and if he have the money
or the trade; no hindrance is conceivable. But Apemama is a close island, lying
there in the sea with closed doors; the king himself, like a vigilant officer,
ready at the wicket to scrutinise and reject intrenching visitors. Hence the
attraction of our enterprise; not merely because it was a little difficult, but
because this social quarantine, a curiosity in itself, has been the preservative
of others.
Tembinok', like most tyrants, is a conservative; like many conservatives, he
eagerly welcomes new ideas, and, except in the field of politics, leans to
practical reform. When the missionaries came, professing a knowledge of the
truth, he readily received them; attended their worship, acquired the
accomplishment of public prayer, and made himself a student at their feet. It is
thus - it is by the cultivation of similar passing chances - that he has learned
to read, to write, to cipher, and to speak his queer, personal English, so
different from ordinary 'Beach de Mar,' so much more obscure, expressive, and
condensed. His education attended to, he found time to become critical of the
new inmates. Like Nakaeia of Makin, he is an admirer of silence in the island;
broods over it like a great ear; has spies who report daily; and had rather his
subjects sang than talked. The service, and in particular the sermon, were thus
sure to become offences: 'Here, in my island, I 'peak,' he once observed to me.
'My chieps no 'peak - do what I talk.' He looked at the missionary, and what did
he see? 'See Kanaka 'peak in a big outch!' he cried, with a strong ring of
sarcasm. Yet he endured the subversive spectacle, and might even have continued
to endure it, had not a fresh point arisen. He looked again, to employ his own
figure; and the Kanaka was no longer speaking, he was doing worse - he was
building a copra-house. The king was touched in his chief interests; revenue and
prerogative were threatened. He considered besides (and some think with him)
that trade is incompatible with the missionary claims. 'Tuppoti mitonary think
"good man": very good. Tuppoti he think "cobra": no good. I send him away ship.'
Such was his abrupt history of the evangelist in Apemama.
Similar deportations are common: 'I send him away ship' is the epitaph of not
a few, his majesty paying the exile's fare to the next place of call. For
instance, being passionately fond of European food, he has several times added
to his household a white cook, and one after another these have been deported.
They, on their side, swear they were not paid their wages; he, on his, that they
robbed and swindled him beyond endurance: both perhaps justly. A more important
case was that of an agent, despatched (as I heard the story) by a firm of
merchants to worm his way into the king's good graces, become, if possible,
premier, and handle the copra in the interest of his employers. He obtained
authority to land, practised his fascinations, was patiently listened to by
Tembinok', supposed himself on the highway to success; and behold! when the next
ship touched at Apemama, the would-be premier was flung into a boat - had on
board - his fare paid, and so good-bye. But it is needless to multiply examples;
the proof of the pudding is in the eating. When we came to Apemama, of so many
white men who have scrambled for a place in that rich market, one remained - a
silent, sober, solitary, niggardly recluse, of whom the king remarks, 'I think
he good; he no 'peak.'
I was warned at the outset we might very well fail in our design: yet never
dreamed of what proved to be the fact, that we should be left four-and-twenty
hours in suspense and come within an ace of ultimate rejection. Captain Reid had
primed himself; no sooner was the king on board, and the Hennetti question
amicably settled, than he proceeded to express my request and give an abstract
of my claims and virtues. The gammon about Queen Victoria's son might do for
Butaritari; it was out of the question here; and I now figured as 'one of the
Old Men of England,' a person of deep knowledge, come expressly to visit
Tembinok's dominion, and eager to report upon it to the no less eager Queen
Victoria. The king made no shadow of an answer, and presently began upon a
different subject. We might have thought that he had not heard, or not
understood; only that we found ourselves the subject of a constant study. As we
sat at meals, he took us in series and fixed upon each, for near a minute at a
time, the same hard and thoughtful stare. As he thus looked he seemed to forget
himself, the subject and the company, and to become absorbed in the process of
his thought; the look was wholly impersonal; I have seen the same in the eyes of
portrait- painters. The counts upon which whites have been deported are mainly
four: cheating Tembinok', meddling overmuch with copra, which is the source of
his wealth, and one of the sinews of his power, 'PEAKING, and political
intrigue. I felt guiltless upon all; but how to show it? I would not have taken
copra in a gift: how to express that quality by my dinner-table bearing? The
rest of the party shared my innocence and my embarrassment. They shared also in
my mortification when after two whole meal-times and the odd moments of an
afternoon devoted to this reconnoitring, Tembinok' took his leave in silence.
Next morning, the same undisguised study, the same silence, was resumed; and the
second day had come to its maturity before I was informed abruptly that I had
stood the ordeal. 'I look your eye. You good man. You no lie,' said the king: a
doubtful compliment to a writer of romance. Later he explained he did not quite
judge by the eye only, but the mouth as well. 'Tuppoti I see man,' he explained.
'I no tavvy good man, bad man. I look eye, look mouth. Then I tavvy. Look EYE,
look mouth,' he repeated. And indeed in our case the mouth had the most to do
with it, and it was by our talk that we gained admission to the island; the king
promising himself (and I believe really amassing) a vast amount of useful
knowledge ere we left.
The terms of our admission were as follows: We were to choose a site, and the
king should there build us a town. His people should work for us, but the king
only was to give them orders. One of his cooks should come daily to help mine,
and to learn of him. In case our stores ran out, he would supply us, and be
repaid on the return of the EQUATOR. On the other hand, he was to come to meals
with us when so inclined; when he stayed at home, a dish was to be sent him from
our table; and I solemnly engaged to give his subjects no liquor or money (both
of which they are forbidden to possess) and no tobacco, which they were to
receive only from the royal hand. I think I remember to have protested against
the stringency of this last article; at least, it was relaxed, and when a man
worked for me I was allowed to give him a pipe of tobacco on the premises, but
none to take away.
The site of Equator City - we named our city for the schooner - was soon
chosen. The immediate shores of the lagoon are windy and blinding; Tembinok'
himself is glad to grope blue-spectacled on his terrace; and we fled the
neighbourhood of the red CONJUNCTIVA, the suppurating eyeball, and the beggar
who pursues and beseeches the passing foreigner for eye wash. Behind the town
the country is diversified; here open, sandy, uneven, and dotted with dwarfish
palms; here cut up with taro trenches, deep and shallow, and, according to the
growth of the plants, presenting now the appearance of a sandy tannery, now of
an alleyed and green garden. A path leads towards the sea, mounting abruptly to
the main level of the island - twenty or even thirty feet, although Findlay
gives five; and just hard by the top of the rise, where the coco-palms begin to
be well grown, we found a grove of pandanus, and a piece of soil pleasantly
covered with green underbush. A well was not far off under a rustic well-house;
nearer still, in a sandy cup of the land, a pond where we might wash our
clothes. The place was out of the wind, out of the sun, and out of sight of the
village. It was shown to the king, and the town promised for the morrow.
The morrow came, Mr. Osbourne landed, found nothing done, and carried his
complaint to Tembinok'. He heard it, rose, called for a Winchester, stepped
without the royal palisade, and fired two shots in the air. A shot in the air is
the first Apemama warning; it has the force of a proclamation in more loquacious
countries; and his majesty remarked agreeably that it would make his labourers
'mo' bright.' In less than thirty minutes, accordingly, the men had mustered,
the work was begun, and we were told that we might bring our baggage when we
pleased.
It was two in the afternoon ere the first boat was beached, and the long
procession of chests and crates and sacks began to straggle through the sandy
desert towards Equator Town. The grove of pandanus was practically a thing of
the past. Fire surrounded and smoke rose in the green underbush. In a wide
circuit the axes were still crashing. Those very advantages for which the place
was chosen, it had been the king's first idea to abolish; and in the midst of
this devastation there stood already a good-sized maniap' and a small closed
house. A mat was spread near by for Tembinok'; here he sat superintending, in
cardinal red, a pith helmet on his head, a meerschaum pipe in his mouth, a wife
stretched at his back with custody of the matches and tobacco. Twenty or thirty
feet in front of him the bulk of the workers squatted on the ground; some of the
bush here survived and in this the commons sat nearly to their shoulders, and
presented only an arc of brown faces, black heads, and attentive eyes fixed on
his majesty. Long pauses reigned, during which the subjects stared and the king
smoked. Then Tembinok' would raise his voice and speak shrilly and briefly.
There was never a response in words; but if the speech were jesting, there came
by way of answer discreet, obsequious laughter - such laughter as we hear in
schoolrooms; and if it were practical, the sudden uprising and departure of the
squad. Twice they so disappeared, and returned with further elements of the
city: a second house and a second maniap'. It was singular to spy, far off
through the coco stems, the silent oncoming of the maniap', at first (it seemed)
swimming spontaneously in the air - but on a nearer view betraying under the
eaves many score of moving naked legs. In all the affair servile obedience was
no less remarkable than servile deliberation. The gang had here mustered by the
note of a deadly weapon; the man who looked on was the unquestioned master of
their lives; and except for civility, they bestirred themselves like so many
American hotel clerks. The spectator was aware of an unobtrusive yet invincible
inertia, at which the skipper of a trading dandy might have torn his hair.
Yet the work was accomplished. By dusk, when his majesty withdrew, the town
was founded and complete, a new and ruder Amphion having called it from nothing
with three cracks of a rifle. And the next morning the same conjurer obliged us
with a further miracle: a mystic rampart fencing us, so that the path which ran
by our doors became suddenly impassable, the inhabitants who had business across
the isle must fetch a wide circuit, and we sat in the midst in a transparent
privacy, seeing, seen, but unapproachable, like bees in a glass hive. The
outward and visible sign of this glamour was no more than a few ragged coco-leaf
garlands round the stems of the outlying palms; but its significance reposed on
the tremendous sanction of the tapu and the guns of Tembinok'.
We made our first meal that night in the improvised city, where we were to
stay two months, and which - so soon as we had done with it - was to vanish in a
day as it appeared, its elements returning whence they came, the tapu raised,
the traffic on the path resumed, the sun and the moon peering in vain between
the palm-trees for the bygone work, the wind blowing over an empty site. Yet the
place, which is now only an episode in some memories, seemed to have been built,
and to be destined to endure, for years. It was a busy hamlet. One of the
maniap's we made our dining-room, one the kitchen. The houses we reserved for
sleeping. They were on the admirable Apemama plan: out and away the best house
in the South Seas; standing some three feet above the ground on posts; the sides
of woven flaps, which can be raised to admit light and air, or lowered to shut
out the wind and the rain: airy, healthy, clean, and watertight. We had a hen of
a remarkable kind: almost unique in my experience, being a hen that occasionally
laid eggs. Not far off, Mrs. Stevenson tended a garden of salad and shalots. The
salad was devoured by the hen - which was her bane. The shalots were served out
a leaf at a time, and welcomed and relished like peaches. Toddy and green
cocoa-nuts were brought us daily. We once had a present of fish from the king,
and once of a turtle. Sometimes we shot so-called plover along on the shore,
sometimes wild chicken in the bush. The rest of our diet was from tins.
Our occupations were very various. While some of the party would be away
sketching, Mr. Osbourne and I hammered away at a novel. We read Gibbon and
Carlyle aloud; we blew on flageolets, we strummed on guitars; we took
photographs by the light of the sun, the moon, and flash-powder; sometimes we
played cards. Pot-hunting engaged a part of our leisure. I have myself passed
afternoons in the exciting but innocuous pursuit of winged animals with a
revolver; and it was fortunate there were better shots of the party, and
fortunate the king could lend us a more suitable weapon, in the form of an
excellent fowling-piece, or our spare diet had been sparer still.
Night was the time to see our city, after the moon was up, after the lamps
were lighted, and so long as the fire sparkled in the cook-house. We suffered
from a plague of flies and mosquitoes, comparable to that of Egypt; our
dinner-table (lent, like all our furniture, by the king) must be enclosed in a
tent of netting, our citadel and refuge; and this became all luminous, and
bulged and beaconed under the eaves, like the globe of some monstrous lamp under
the margin of its shade. Our cabins, the sides being propped at a variety of
inclinations, spelled out strange, angular patterns of brightness. In his roofed
and open kitchen, Ah Fu was to be seen by lamp and firelight, dabbling among
pots. Over all, there fell in the season an extraordinary splendour of mellow
moonshine. The sand sparkled as with the dust of diamonds; the stars had
vanished. At intervals, a dusky night-bird, slow and low flying, passed in the
colonnade of the tree stems and uttered a hoarse croaking cry.
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