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diff --git a/40010-h/40010-h.htm b/40010-h/40010-h.htm index 07a7146..1faf44c 100644 --- a/40010-h/40010-h.htm +++ b/40010-h/40010-h.htm @@ -3,7 +3,7 @@ <html xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" lang="en" xml:lang="en"> <head> -<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=iso-8859-1" /> +<meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8" /> <title> The Project Gutenberg eBook of Summer Cruising in The South Seas, by The Same Author. </title> @@ -65,45 +65,7 @@ font-size:90%;} </style> </head> <body> - - -<pre> - -The Project Gutenberg EBook of Summer Cruising in the South Seas, by -Charles Warren Stoddard - -This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with -almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Summer Cruising in the South Seas - -Author: Charles Warren Stoddard - -Release Date: June 16, 2012 [EBook #40010] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SUMMER CRUISING IN THE SOUTH SEAS *** - - - - -Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This book was -produced from scanned images of public domain material -from the Google Print project.) - - - - - - -</pre> +<div>*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 40010 ***</div> <hr class="full" /> @@ -167,7 +129,7 @@ civilisation."—<i>Morning Post</i>.</p> <p class="un">S O U T H—S E A I D Y L S</p> -<h1>SUMMER CRUISING IN<br />THE SOUTH SEAS</h1> +<h1>·SUMMER CRUISING IN<br />THE SOUTH SEAS·</h1> <p class="cb">BY<br /> CHARLES WARREN STODDARD<br /> @@ -272,13 +234,13 @@ Aloha oe! Love to you!<br /> <tr><td colspan="2">CHUMMING WITH A SAVAGE:—</td></tr> -<tr><td align="right"> I.</td><td>KNA-AN</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_029">29</a></td></tr> +<tr><td align="right"> I.</td><td>KÁNA-ANÁ</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_029">29</a></td></tr> <tr><td align="right"> II.</td><td>HOW I CONVERTED MY CANNIBAL</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_045">45</a></td></tr> <tr><td align="right"> III.</td><td>BARBARIAN DAYS</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_056">56</a></td></tr> -<tr><td colspan="2">TABOO.—A FTE DAY IN TAHITI</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_076">76</a></td></tr> +<tr><td colspan="2">TABOO.—A FÊTE DAY IN TAHITI</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_076">76</a></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">JOE OF LAHAINA</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_103">103</a></td></tr> @@ -298,7 +260,7 @@ Aloha oe! Love to you!<br /> <tr><td colspan="2">THE CHAPEL OF THE PALMS</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_215">215</a></td></tr> -<tr><td colspan="2">KAHLE</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_231">231</a></td></tr> +<tr><td colspan="2">KAHÉLE</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_231">231</a></td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LOVE-LIFE IN A LANAI</td><td align="right" valign="bottom"><a href="#page_252">252</a></td></tr> @@ -419,7 +381,7 @@ each was sitting out the last hours of the others.</p> <p>Our particular bane that night was a crusty old sea-dog whose memory of wrecks and marine disasters of every conceivable nature was as complete -as an encyclopdia. This "old man of the sea" spun his tempestuous yarn +as an encyclopædia. This "old man of the sea" spun his tempestuous yarn with fascinating composure, and the whole company was awed into silence with the haggard realism of his narrative. The cabin must have been air-tight, it was as close as possible, yet we heard the shrieking of @@ -628,7 +590,7 @@ which made their feverish palates grow moist again. They would meet friends whom they had never loved as they now loved them; they would reconcile old feuds and forgive everybody everything; they held imaginary conversations, and found life very beautiful and greatly to be -desired; and somehow they would get back to the little caf and there +desired; and somehow they would get back to the little café and there begin eating again, and with a relish that brought the savoury tastes and smells vividly before them, and their lips would move and the impalpable morsels roll sweetly over their tongues.<a name="page_024" id="page_024"></a></p> @@ -756,7 +718,7 @@ I lay dreaming my sea-dream in the cradle of the deep.<a name="page_029" id="pag <h2><a name="CHUMMING_WITH_A_SAVAGE" id="CHUMMING_WITH_A_SAVAGE"></a>CHUMMING WITH A SAVAGE.</h2> <h3><a name="PART_I" id="PART_I"></a>PART I.<br /><br /> -<small>KNA-AN.</small></h3> +<small>KÁNA-ANÁ.</small></h3> <p class="nind">THERE was a little brown rain-cloud, that blew over in about three minutes; and Bolabola's thatched hut was dry as a hay-stack in less than @@ -821,7 +783,7 @@ thing, but never upon a model like this, so entirely tropical,—almost Oriental. As this singular phenomenon made directly for me, and, having come within reach, there stopped and stayed, I asked its name, using one of my seven stock phrases for the purpose; I found it was called -Kna-an. Down it went into my note-book; for I knew I was to have an +Kána-aná. Down it went into my note-book; for I knew I was to have an experience with this young scion of a race of chiefs. Sure enough, I have had it. He continued to regard me steadily, without embarrassment. He seated himself before me; I felt myself at the mercy of one whose @@ -843,14 +805,14 @@ saying, "There was his home and mine." By this time, my native without a master was quite exhausted. I wonder what would have happened if some one hadn't come to my rescue, just at that moment of trial, with a fresh vocabulary? As it was, we settled the matter at once. This was our -little plan,—an entirely private arrangement between Kna-an and +little plan,—an entirely private arrangement between Kána-aná and myself: I was to leave with the Doctor in an hour; but, at the expiration of a week we should both return hither; then I would stop with him, and the Doctor could go his way.</p> <p>There was an immense amount of secrecy, and many vows, and I was almost crying, when the Doctor hurried me up that terrible precipice, and we -lost sight of the beautiful valley. Kna-an swore he would watch +lost sight of the beautiful valley. Kána-aná swore he would watch continually for my return, and I vowed I'd hurry back; and so we parted. Looking down from the heights, I thought I could distinguish his white garment; at any rate, I knew the little fellow was somewhere about, @@ -869,13 +831,13 @@ watching for my return.</p> <p>That was rather a slow week for me, but it ended finally; and just at sunset, on the day appointed, the Doctor and I found ourselves back on the edge of the valley. I looked all up and down its green expanse, -regarding every living creature, in the hope of discovering Kna-an in +regarding every living creature, in the hope of discovering Kána-aná in the attitude of the watcher. I let the Doctor ride ahead of me on the trail to Bolabola's hut, and it was quite in the twilight when I heard the approach of a swift horseman. I turned, and at that moment there was a collision of two constitutions that were just fitted for one another; and all the doubts and apprehensions of the week just over were -indignantly dismissed, for Kna-an and I were one and inseparable, +indignantly dismissed, for Kána-aná and I were one and inseparable, which was perfectly satisfactory to both parties!</p> <p>The plot, which had been thickening all the week, culminated then, much @@ -904,12 +866,12 @@ shower at Bolabola's hut, as the Doctor rode off alone and in anger.</p> <p>That resolution was considerable for me to make. I found, by the time the Doctor was out of sight and I was quite alone, with the natives -regarding me so curiously, that I was very tired indeed. So Kna-an +regarding me so curiously, that I was very tired indeed. So Kána-aná brought up his horse, got me on to it in some way or other, and mounted behind me to pilot the animal and<a name="page_035" id="page_035"></a> sustain me in my first bareback act. Over the sand we went, and through the river to his hut, where I was taken in, fed, and petted in every possible way, and finally put to bed, -where Kna-an monopolized me, growling in true savage fashion if any +where Kána-aná monopolized me, growling in true savage fashion if any one came near me. I didn't sleep much, after all. I think I must have been excited. I thought how strangely I was situated: alone in a wilderness, among barbarians; my bosom friend, who was hugging me like a @@ -923,7 +885,7 @@ hung about with numerous shawls, so that I might be dreadfully modest behind them. It was quite a grand affair, gotten up expressly for my benefit. The rest of the house—all in one room, as usual—was covered with mats, on which various recumbent forms and several individual -snores betrayed the proximity of Kna-an's relatives. How queer the +snores betrayed the proximity of Kána-aná's relatives. How queer the whole atmosphere of the place was! The heavy beams of the house were of some rare wood, which, being polished, looked like colossal sticks of peanut candy. Slender canes were bound across this framework, and the @@ -945,7 +907,7 @@ cocoa-palms so slender they seemed to cast no shadow, while their fringed leaves glistened like frost-work as the sun glanced over them. A bit of cliff, also, remote and misty, running far into the sea, was just visible from my pyramid of pillows. I wondered what more I could ask for -to delight the eye. Kna-an was still asleep, but he never let loose +to delight the eye. Kána-aná was still asleep, but he never let loose his hold on me, as though he feared his pale-faced friend would fade away from him. He lay close by me. His sleek figure, supple and graceful in repose, was the embodiment of free, untrammelled youth. You who are @@ -1020,7 +982,7 @@ arts of the capital cannot affect.</p> <p>I wonder what it was that finally made me restless and eager to see new faces! Perhaps my unhappy disposition, that urged me thither, and then lured me back to the pride of life and the glory of the world. Certain I -am that Kna-an never wearied me with his attentions, though they were +am that Kána-aná never wearied me with his attentions, though they were incessant. Day and night he was by me. When he was silent, I knew he was conceiving some surprise in the shape of a new fruit, or a new view to beguile me. I was, indeed, beguiled; I was growing to like the little @@ -1033,14 +995,14 @@ me, and with it I realized the necessity of a speedy departure.</p> exquisitely painful pleasure that is the secret of true love. Those still voices seemed incessantly calling me, and something in my heart answered them of its own accord. How strangely idle the days had grown! -We used to lie by the hour—Kna-an and I—watching a strip of sand on +We used to lie by the hour—Kána-aná and I—watching a strip of sand on which a wild poppy was nodding in the wind. This poppy seemed to me typical of their life<a name="page_040" id="page_040"></a> in the quiet valley. Living only to occupy so much space in the universe, it buds, blossoms, goes to seed, dies, and is forgotten.</p> <p>These natives do not even distinguish the memory of their great dead, if -they ever had any. It was the legend of some mythical god that Kna-an +they ever had any. It was the legend of some mythical god that Kána-aná told me, and of which I could not understand a twentieth part; a god whose triumphs were achieved in an age beyond the comprehension of the very people who are delivering its story, by word of mouth, from @@ -1084,14 +1046,14 @@ renew the subject; it lasted us a week or more, and we kept harping upon it till that log—drifting slowly, O how slowly! from the far mainland to our island—seemed almost to overpower me with a sense of the unutterable loneliness of its voyage. I used to lie and think about it, -and get very solemn indeed; then Kna-an would think of some fresh +and get very solemn indeed; then Kána-aná would think of some fresh appetizer or other, and try to make me merry with good feeding. Again and again he would come with a delicious banana to the bed where I was lying, and insist upon my gorging myself, when I had but barely recovered from a late orgie of fruit, flesh, or fowl. He<a name="page_042" id="page_042"></a> would mesmerize me into a most refreshing sleep with a prolonged and pleasing manipulation. It was a reminiscence of the baths of Stamboul not to be -withstood. From this sleep I would presently be wakened by Kna-an's +withstood. From this sleep I would presently be wakened by Kána-aná's performance upon a rude sort of harp, that gave out a weird and eccentric music. The mouth being applied to the instrument, words were pronounced in a guttural voice, while the fingers twanged the strings in @@ -1110,14 +1072,14 @@ their soles had about left them. As I walked, I could no longer disguise this pitiful fact. It was getting hard on me, especially in the gravel. Yet, regularly each morning, my pieces of boot were carefully oiled, then rubbed, or petted, or coaxed into some sort of a polish, which was -a labour of love. O Kna-an! how could you wring my soul with those +a labour of love. O Kána-aná! how could you wring my soul with those touching offices of friendship!—those kindnesses unfailing, unsurpassed!</p> <p>Having resolved to sail early in the morning, before the drowsy citizens of the valley had fairly shaken the dew out of their forelocks, all that -day—my last with<a name="page_043" id="page_043"></a> Kna-an—I breathed about me silent benedictions and -farewells. I could not begin to do enough for Kna-an, who was, more +day—my last with<a name="page_043" id="page_043"></a> Kána-aná—I breathed about me silent benedictions and +farewells. I could not begin to do enough for Kána-aná, who was, more than ever, devoted to me. He almost seemed to suspect our sudden separation, for he clung to me with a sort of subdued desperation. That was the day he took from his head his hat—a very neat one, plaited by @@ -1131,7 +1093,7 @@ boys. To tell the truth, I didn't sleep a wink that night. We launched the canoe, entered, put off, and had safely mounted the second big roller just as it broke under us with terrific power, when I heard a shrill cry above the roar of the waters. I knew the voice and its -import. There was Kna-an rushing madly toward us; he had discovered +import. There was Kána-aná rushing madly toward us; he had discovered all, and couldn't even wait for that white garment, but ran after us like one gone daft, and plunged into the cold sea, calling my name, over and over, as he fought the breakers. I urged the natives forward. I knew @@ -1146,7 +1108,7 @@ headland,—the same hazy point I used to watch from the grass house, through the little window, of a sunshiny morning. There we lost sight of the valley and the grass house, and everything that was associated with the past,—but that was nothing. We lost sight of the little sea-god, -Kna-an, shaking the spray from his forehead like a porpoise; and this +Kána-aná, shaking the spray from his forehead like a porpoise; and this was all in all. I didn't care for anything else after that, or anybody else, either. I went straight home and got civilized again, or partly so, at least. I've never seen the Doctor since, and never want to. He @@ -1159,7 +1121,7 @@ kissed him, and said unto him, "Father, <i>if</i> I have sinned against Heaven and in thy sight, I'm afraid I don't care much. Don't kill anything. I don't want any calf. Take back the ring, I don't deserve it; for I'd give more this minute to see that dear, little, velvet-skinned, -coffee-coloured Kna-an, than anything else in the wide world,—because +coffee-coloured Kána-aná, than anything else in the wide world,—because he hates business, and so do I. He's a regular brick, father, moulded of the purest clay, and baked in God's sunshine. He's about half sunshine himself; and, above all others, and more than any one else ever can, he @@ -1168,7 +1130,7 @@ loved your prodigal."<a name="page_045" id="page_045"></a></p> <h3><a name="PART_II" id="PART_II"></a>PART II.<br /><br /> <small>HOW I CONVERTED MY CANNIBAL.</small></h3> -<p class="nind">WHEN people began asking me queer questions about my chum Kna-an, some +<p class="nind">WHEN people began asking me queer questions about my chum Kána-aná, some of them even hinting that "he might possibly have been a girl all the time," I resolved to send down for him, and settle the matter at once. I knew he was not a girl, and I thought I should like to show him some @@ -1195,12 +1157,12 @@ genuine article worth hunting for, surely. I thought<a name="page_046" id="page_ soberly, finally resolving to do a little missionary work on my own account. So I wrote to the Colonel of the Royal Guards, who knows everybody and has immense influence everywhere, begging him to catch -Kna-an, when his folks weren't looking, and send him to my address, +Kána-aná, when his folks weren't looking, and send him to my address, marked C. O. D., for I was just dying to see him. That was how I trapped my little heathen, and began to be a missionary, all by myself.</p> <p>I assured the Colonel it was a case of real necessity, and he seemed to -realize it, for he managed to get Kna-an away from his distressed +realize it, for he managed to get Kána-aná away from his distressed relatives (their name is legion, and they live all over the island), fit him out in <i>real</i> clothing,—the poor little wretch had to be dressed, you know; we all do it in this country,—then he packed him up and @@ -1231,7 +1193,7 @@ fro in high and serene strata of philosophy, alike unconscious of the rudely gazing and insolent citizens, or the tedious calls of labour. A spell was over us: we ran into all sorts of people, and trod on many a corn, loafing about in this way. Some of the victims objected in harsh -and sinful language. I found Kna-an had so far advanced in the +and sinful language. I found Kána-aná had so far advanced in the acquirement of our mellifluous tongue as to be very successful in returning their salutes. I had the greatest difficulty in convincing him of the enormity of his error. The little convert thought it was our mode @@ -1291,7 +1253,7 @@ they oppressed and suffocated him.</p> <p>One day, as we were wending our way to the city front, we passed a specimen of grotesque carving, in front of a tobacconist's -establishment. Kna-an stood eyeing the painted model for a moment, and +establishment. Kána-aná stood eyeing the painted model for a moment, and then, to the amazement and amusement of the tobacconist and one or two bystanders, fell upon his knees before it, and was for a few moments lost in prayer. It seemed to do him a deal of good, as he was more @@ -1325,12 +1287,12 @@ startled by a quick cry of joy from the lips of the young exile,—a cry that was soon turned into a sharp, prolonged, and pitiful wail of sorrow and despair. We had unconsciously approached an art-gallery, the deep windows of which, were beautified with a few choice landscapes in oil. -Kna-an's restless and searching eye, doubtless attracted<a name="page_051" id="page_051"></a> by the +Kána-aná's restless and searching eye, doubtless attracted<a name="page_051" id="page_051"></a> by the brilliant colouring of one of the pictures, seemed in a moment to comprehend and assume the rich and fervent spirit with which the artist had so successfully imbued his canvas.</p> -<p>It was the subject which had at first delighted Kna-an,—the splendid +<p>It was the subject which had at first delighted Kána-aná,—the splendid charm of its manipulation which so affected him, holding him there wailing in the bitterness of a natural and incontrollable sorrow. The painting was illuminated with the mellowness of a tropical sunset. A @@ -1346,7 +1308,7 @@ was the distance imitated. Gilded breakers reeled upon a palm-fringed shore; and the whole was hallowed by the perpetual peace of an unbroken solitude.</p> -<p>I at once detected the occasion of Kna-an's agitation. Here was the +<p>I at once detected the occasion of Kána-aná's agitation. Here was the valley of his birth,—the cliff, the waterfall, the sea, copied faithfully, at that crowning hour when they are indeed supernaturally lovely. At that moment, the promise to him of a return would have been @@ -1386,10 +1348,10 @@ goat-hunters among the clouds yonder? or bathe, ride, sport, as he used to, till the day was spent and the night come?</p> <p>Those little booths near the wharves, where shells, corals, and -gold-fish are on sale, were Kna-an's favourite haunts during the last +gold-fish are on sale, were Kána-aná's favourite haunts during the last few days he spent here. I would leave him seated on a box or barrel by one of those epitomes of Oceanica, and return two hours later, to find -him seated as I had left him, and singing some weird <i>mle</i>,—some +him seated as I had left him, and singing some weird <i>méle</i>,—some legend of his home. These musical diversions were a part of his nature, and a very grave and sweet part of it, too. A few words, chanted on a low note, began the song, when the voice would suddenly soar upward with @@ -1407,7 +1369,7 @@ There are hours when the experiences of a lifetime seem compressed and crowded together. One grows a head taller in his soul at such times, and perhaps gets suddenly grey, as with a fright, also.</p> -<p>Kna-an talked and talked in his pretty, broken English, telling me of +<p>Kána-aná talked and talked in his pretty, broken English, telling me of a thousand charming secrets; expressing all the natural graces that at first attracted me<a name="page_054" id="page_054"></a> to him, and imploring me over and over to return with him and dwell in the antipodes. How near I came to resolving, then @@ -1415,7 +1377,7 @@ and there, that I <i>would</i> go, and take the consequences,—how very nea I came to it! He passed the night in coaxing, promising, entreating; and was never more interesting or lovable. It took just about all the moral courage allotted me to keep on this side of barbarism on that eventful -occasion; and in the morning Kna-an sailed, with a face all over +occasion; and in the morning Kána-aná sailed, with a face all over tears, and agony, and dust.</p> <p>I begged him to select something for a remembrancer; and of all that @@ -1431,14 +1393,14 @@ say something of the same sort in putting by some instrument of degradation,—conscious of renewed manhood, but remembering his late humiliation, and bowing to that remembrance.</p> -<p>So Kna-an and the bark, and all that I ever knew of genuine, +<p>So Kána-aná and the bark, and all that I ever knew of genuine, spontaneous, and unfettered love, sailed into the west, and went down with the sun in a glory of air, sea, and sky, trebly glorious that evening. I shall never meet the sea when it is bluest without thinking of one who is its child and master. I shall never see mangoes and bananas without thinking of him who is their brother, born and brought up with them. I shall never<a name="page_055" id="page_055"></a> smell cassia, or clove, or jessamine, but a -thought of Kna-an will be borne upon their breath. A flying skiff, +thought of Kána-aná will be borne upon their breath. A flying skiff, land in the far distance rising slowly, drifting seagrasses, a clear voice burdened with melody,—all belong to him, and are a part of him.</p> @@ -1462,7 +1424,7 @@ so shall your people separate, never more to assemble among the nations. So perish your superstitions, your necromancies, your ancient arts of war, and the unwritten epics of your kings.</p> -<p>Alas, Kna-an! As the foam of the sea you love, as the fragrance of the +<p>Alas, Kána-aná! As the foam of the sea you love, as the fragrance of the flower you worship, shall your precious body be wasted, and your untrammelled soul pass to the realms of your fathers.</p> @@ -1855,9 +1817,9 @@ name upon the soft bark of the tree.</p> was there yet,—a simple name, carved in the rudest fashion. I read the letters, which had since become an epitaph. They were these:—</p> -<p class="c">"K<small>NA-AN</small>, <i>t. 16 yrs.</i>"</p> +<p class="c">"K<small>ÁNA-ANÁ</small>, <i>Æt. 16 yrs.</i>"</p> -<p class="nind">Under them were three initials,—my own,—cut by the hand of Kna-an, +<p class="nind">Under them were three initials,—my own,—cut by the hand of Kána-aná, after his return from America.</p> <p>We sat down in the gloomy grove. "Tell me," I said, "tell me, Niga, @@ -1907,8 +1869,8 @@ and hourly: each one has his idols."</p> <p>Little Niga, who sympathized deeply with me, seemed to have gotten some knowledge of our peculiarly mixed theories concerning God and the future -state, from conversations overheard after the return of Kna-an. He -tried to console me with the assurance that Kna-an died a devoted and +state, from conversations overheard after the return of Kána-aná. He +tried to console me with the assurance that Kána-aná died a devoted and unshaken adherent to the faith of his fathers.</p> <p>I couldn't but feel that his blood was off my hands when I learned this; @@ -1920,7 +1882,7 @@ life of the South. Every one we met had some word to add concerning the Pride of the Valley, dead in his glorious youth.</p> <p>Over and over, they assured me of his fidelity to me, his white brother, -adding that Kna-an had, more than once, expressed the deepest regret +adding that Kána-aná had, more than once, expressed the deepest regret at not having brought me back with him.</p> <p>He even meditated sending for me, in the same manner that I had sent for @@ -1942,7 +1904,7 @@ barbarism, and come very near to success? I should say he had. Dear little martyr! was he not the only boy I ever truly loved,—dead now in his blossoming prime!</p> -<p>O Kna-an! Little Niga and I sat talking of you, down by the sea, and +<p>O Kána-aná! Little Niga and I sat talking of you, down by the sea, and we wept for you at last; for the tears came by-and-by, when I began to fully realize the greatness of my loss. All your youth, and beauty, and freshness, in destruction, and your body swallowed up in the graves of @@ -1972,7 +1934,7 @@ flickering over the water, while the first cool whispers of the night-wind came down from the hills, filling me with warnings; in the midst of which there was a flash of flame and a sudden, thunderous report,—enough to awaken the dead of the valley,—and I turned to go. I -believe, if dear Kna-an had been there, as I prayed he might be, I +believe, if dear Kána-aná had been there, as I prayed he might be, I should have laughed at that signal, and hastened inland to avoid discovery; for I was sick of the world. I might have had reason to regret it afterward, because friendship is not elastic, and the best of @@ -2030,7 +1992,7 @@ it; never again to look upon its serene and melancholy beauty: for the soul of the beloved is transmitted to the vales of rest, and his ashes are sown in the watery furrows of the deep sea!<a name="page_076" id="page_076"></a></p> -<h2><a name="TABOO_A_FETE-DAY_IN_TAHITI" id="TABOO_A_FETE-DAY_IN_TAHITI"></a>TABOO.—A FTE-DAY IN TAHITI.</h2> +<h2><a name="TABOO_A_FETE-DAY_IN_TAHITI" id="TABOO_A_FETE-DAY_IN_TAHITI"></a>TABOO.—A FÊTE-DAY IN TAHITI.</h2> <p class="nind">IT was on one of those vagabond pilgrimages to nowhere in particular, such as every stranger is bound to make in a strange land, that I first @@ -2214,11 +2176,11 @@ a little painful in its boisterousness.</p> <p>I knew well enough that I had sucked the honey from that particular cell in the mountain, and that I<a name="page_083" id="page_083"></a> might as well resume my pilgrimage. There -was to be a <i>Fte Napolon</i> in Papeete. We hadn't heard, up to that +was to be a <i>Fête Napoléon</i> in Papeete. We hadn't heard, up to that hour, of the wreck of the great Empire, and, being in a loyal French colony, it behoved us to have the very best time possible. Said I to myself, "Taboo will find sufficient food for merriment in our mode -<i>fting</i> an Emperor; therefore Taboo shall go with me to town and enjoy +<i>fêting</i> an Emperor; therefore Taboo shall go with me to town and enjoy himself." I suggested an immediate adjournment to Papeete with the tip of my forefinger, whereat Taboo doubled up, as usual, and, in his own fashion, implored me to stop being so funny. We at once started; @@ -2266,7 +2228,7 @@ listened to the conversation, without embarrassment on either side. Liquor was imbibed on the sly; some eyes were beginning to swim perceptibly, and some tongues to wag faster and looser than ever. The Admiral's flag-ship was one pyramid of gorgeous bunting, and his band -delighted a great audience, gathered upon the shore,<a name="page_085" id="page_085"></a> with a <i>matine</i> +delighted a great audience, gathered upon the shore,<a name="page_085" id="page_085"></a> with a <i>matinée</i> gratis. At sunset the imperial batteries belched their sulphurous thunder, that came as near to breaking the Sabbath as possible. In the evening more music, up at the Governor's garden,—waltzes, polkas, and @@ -2353,7 +2315,7 @@ or, rather, stumbled upon me again, and stayed by me, amusing himself with pelting the fish that sported, like sunbeams and prisms, in the sea close at our feet.</p> -<p>It was <i>fte</i>-day in Tahiti. I sat, at sunrise, by the tideless margin +<p>It was <i>fête</i>-day in Tahiti. I sat, at sunrise, by the tideless margin of a South Sea lagoon, bristling with coral and glittering with gem-like fish. In either hand I held a mango and banana. I raised the mango to my lips. What a marvel it was! A plump vegetable egg, full of delusion, and @@ -2491,7 +2453,7 @@ scarcely endure to hear that royal jester striving to tune his inharmonious voice to the glib though monotonous Tahitian madrigals. I walked away by myself, or rather went into another part of the village, and sought a change of scene; for there was no seclusion to be hoped for -on a <i>fte</i>-night.</p> +on a <i>fête</i>-night.</p> <p>From the Governor's halls came the entrancing harmony of flutes and harps; from every lane and alley the piping of nose-fifes and the @@ -2541,7 +2503,7 @@ murderer of Taboo. I had no business to bring him to the metropolis at that unfortunate season; I had no right to leave him with his traducers: and that was the whole statement of the case.</p> -<p>The last day of the <i>fte</i> was, of course, less joyous to me. A score of +<p>The last day of the <i>fête</i> was, of course, less joyous to me. A score of nameless nags were to be ridden by light-weights in breech-cloths; and I sought consolation in the prospect of seeing some bewitching horsemanship. The track, in use but once every twelvemonth, and yielding @@ -2577,7 +2539,7 @@ were given with the utmost <i>abandon</i>; thither, I suspected, Taboo would most likely be impelled, for the music was wilder and the applause more boisterous and unrestrained.</p> -<p>The evening of the last day of the <i>fte</i> was darkening; most people +<p>The evening of the last day of the <i>fête</i> was darkening; most people were growing a little weary of the long-drawn festivities; many had succumbed to their fatigue, and slept by the wayside, or, it may be, they had known too well the nature of the Tahitian juices, such as no @@ -2641,7 +2603,7 @@ seemed raised against his neighbour's, a roar as of approaching armies was heard<a name="page_099" id="page_099"></a> mingled with the accompanying crash of artillery. A sudden puff of wind extinguished the major part of the torches, and wrecked many of the lanterns in the palace porch. It was simply a tropical -shower in all its magnificence; but it was enough! The <i>fte</i> concluded +shower in all its magnificence; but it was enough! The <i>fête</i> concluded then and there in the promptest manner. The narrow streets of Papeete were clogged with retreating hosts, who continually shouted a sort of general adieu to everybody, as they gathered their skirts about them, @@ -2655,7 +2617,7 @@ capital of the queendom. I wandered on till the noise of the revellers grew more and more indistinct. They were scattering themselves over the length and breadth of the island, carrying their songs with them. Now and then a fresh gust of wind bore down to me an echo of a refrain that -had grown familiar during the days of the <i>fte</i>, and will not soon be +had grown familiar during the days of the <i>fête</i>, and will not soon be forgotten; but the past was rapidly fading, and the necessities of the future began to present themselves with unusual boldness. Instinctively I turned into the winding trail that once before had led me toward that @@ -2677,7 +2639,7 @@ when I heard a stumbling step, too marked to be soon forgotten. I crept into a shadow, and awaited the approach of the solitary wanderer. How he tottered as he drew near! He seemed to have lost part of his small skill since I last saw him. He was laughing quietly to himself while he -journeyed: perhaps some memory of the <i>fte</i> still pleased him. He +journeyed: perhaps some memory of the <i>fête</i> still pleased him. He passed me, unconscious of my presence. I ran cautiously, and followed him at a safe distance. We threaded the old path, by stream and cliff and brake, and, after a little, reached the secluded and silent borders @@ -2720,7 +2682,7 @@ when the fall should noiselessly steal down the mountain once more.<a name="page <p>He may have had an object in secreting himself for a season; perhaps he was renewing his youthful innocence in some more solitary spot. He may have gone apart to laugh by the hour at the folly of those foreigners -who <i>fte</i> a disgraced emperor; or was he making his queer noises to +who <i>fête</i> a disgraced emperor; or was he making his queer noises to hear the queerer echoes that came back to him, and all the while caring no more for life or death than a parrot or a magpie, or even a poor, half-shapen soul,—one of those sacred idiots that have found @@ -2990,7 +2952,7 @@ hastening him to his dissolution.<a name="page_113" id="page_113"></a></p> pressing his hands between the pickets sifted the dust at my feet, while he wailed in a low voice, and called me, over and over, "dear friend," "good friend," and "master." I wish I had never seen him so humbled. To -think of my disreputable little <i>protg</i>, who was wont to lord it over +think of my disreputable little <i>protégé</i>, who was wont to lord it over me as though he had been a born chief,—to think of Joe as being there in his extremity, grovelling in the dust at my feet; forbidden to climb the great wall of flowers that towered between him and his beautiful @@ -3472,7 +3434,7 @@ bewildering maelstrom of the waltz.</p> <p>Naturally excitable, heated with exertion, drunk with the very odours of death that pervaded the hall of revels, that mad crowd reeled through -the hours of the <i>fte</i>. Satiated, at last, in the very bitterness of +the hours of the <i>fête</i>. Satiated, at last, in the very bitterness of their unnatural gaiety, they called for the <i>hula-hula</i>, as a fitting close.</p> @@ -4067,7 +4029,7 @@ wondered if a whole cargo of pearls could make me indifferent to his loss. I wondered if there were many truer and braver than he in Christian lands. They call him a heathen. It <i>was</i> heathenish to offer up his life vicariously. He might have taken mine so easily, and perhaps -have breasted the waves back to his own people, and been fted and sung +have breasted the waves back to his own people, and been fêted and sung of as the hero he truly was.<a name="page_153" id="page_153"></a></p> <p>Well, if he is a heathen, out of my heart I would make a parable, its @@ -4124,7 +4086,7 @@ and tune from the lips of the young bloods, but the girls seldom join to any advantage. How strange it all seems, and how we listen!</p> <p>With the first and deepest purple of the dawn, the dim outlines of -Molokai arise before us. It is an island of cliffs and caons, much +Molokai arise before us. It is an island of cliffs and cañons, much haunted of the King, but usually out of the tourist's guide-book.<a name="page_156" id="page_156"></a></p> <p>It is hinted one may turn back this modern page of island civilization, @@ -5075,7 +5037,7 @@ that I had come, as I had, like anything in the night,—noiseless and unheralded. Everything was in good order, and, after our late dinner, I<a name="page_190" id="page_190"></a> went out again, to finish for the evening,—portioning off my charges, as before, and returning, at the last moment, to bring them up to the -hall for their <i>dbut</i>. But judge of my horror at finding my Zebra +hall for their <i>début</i>. But judge of my horror at finding my Zebra stretched upon the floor of his room, quite insensible; and all this time Jenkins's Hall was thronged with the Great Public, who had come to see us bow down to wood and stone.</p> @@ -5293,7 +5255,7 @@ high career is but one of the sorrows of a South-Sea showman.<a name="page_198" <h2><a name="THE_HOUSE_OF_THE_SUN" id="THE_HOUSE_OF_THE_SUN"></a>THE HOUSE OF THE SUN.</h2> -<p class="nind">MY Hawaiian oracle, Kahle, having posed himself in compact and chubby +<p class="nind">MY Hawaiian oracle, Kahéle, having posed himself in compact and chubby grace, awaited his golden opportunity, which was not long a-coming. I sat on the steps of L——'s verandah, and yawned frightfully, because life was growing tedious, and I did not know exactly what to do next. @@ -5316,7 +5278,7 @@ and blue-airy space for thousands and thousands of miles.</p> busy and could not talk much, and L——'s books were as old as the hills and a good deal drier.</p> -<p>Having yawned, I turned toward Kahle, and gnashed my teeth. The little +<p>Having yawned, I turned toward Kahéle, and gnashed my teeth. The little rascal looked knowing; his hour had come. He fired off in broken English, and the effect was something like this:—</p> @@ -5324,12 +5286,12 @@ English, and the effect was something like this:—</p> <p>"And where is that?" quoth I.</p> -<p>Kahle's little lump of a nose was jerked up toward the great mountain +<p>Kahéle's little lump of a nose was jerked up toward the great mountain at the back of L——'s house. "Haleakala!"<a name="FNanchor_A_1" id="FNanchor_A_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_A_1" class="fnanchor">[A]</a> cried he, triumphantly, for he saw he had resurrected my interest in life, and he felt that he had a thing or two worth showing, a glimpse of which might content me with this world, dull as I found it just then. "Haleakala—the House of -the Sun—up before us," said Kahle.</p> +the Sun—up before us," said Kahéle.</p> <div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_A_1" id="Footnote_A_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_A_1"><span class="label">[A]</span></a> Haleakala, an extinct crater in the Sandwich Islands, supposed to be the largest in the world.</p></div> @@ -5341,7 +5303,7 @@ supposed to be the largest in the world.</p></div> <p>Ha! to creep up the roof and drop in at the skylight: this were indeed a royal adventure. "How long would it take?"</p> -<p>Kahle waxed eloquent. That night we should sleep a little up on the +<p>Kahéle waxed eloquent. That night we should sleep a little up on the slope of the mountain, lodging with the <i>haolis</i> (foreigners) among the first clouds; in the morning we should surprise the sun in the turrets of his<a name="page_200" id="page_200"></a> temple; then down—down—down into the crater, that had been @@ -5357,7 +5319,7 @@ He was eager to go, and he would see that I enjoyed myself when I went; but go I must, now that he had made up my mind for me. I confess, I was as wax in that climate. Yet, why not take this promising and uncommon tour? The charm of travel is to break new paths. I ceased to yawn any -further over life. Kahle went to the beasts, and began saddling them. +further over life. Kahéle went to the beasts, and began saddling them. L——'s hospitality culminated in a bottle of cold, black coffee, and a hamper of delicious sandwiches, such as Mrs. L—— excels in. I had nothing to do but to go. It did look like a conspiracy; but, as I never @@ -5372,7 +5334,7 @@ L——, whose light is hid under the bushel of thy lord; but, as it war him, it is all right, I suppose, and thy reward shall come to thee some day, I trust! By-by, multitudes of little L——s, tumbling recklessly in the back-yard, crowned with youth and robust health and plenty of flaxen -curls!<a name="page_201" id="page_201"></a> Away, Kahle! for it is toward evening, and the clouds are +curls!<a name="page_201" id="page_201"></a> Away, Kahéle! for it is toward evening, and the clouds are skating along the roof of the House of the Sun. Sit not upon the order of your going, but strike spurs at once,—and away!"</p> @@ -5384,10 +5346,10 @@ my saddle and fly.</p> <p>It seemed the boy had engaged a special guide for the crater,—one accustomed to feeling his way through the bleak hollow, where any -unpractised feet must have surely gone astray. Kahle offered him a +unpractised feet must have surely gone astray. Kahéle offered him a tempting bonus to head our little caravan at once, though it goes sorely against the Hawaiian grain to make up a mind inside of three days. -Kahle managed the financial department, whenever he had the +Kahéle managed the financial department, whenever he had the opportunity, with a liberality worthy of a purse ten times as weighty as mine; but as he afterward assured me, that guide was a fine man, and a friend of his whom it was a pleasure and a privilege to serve.</p> @@ -5402,7 +5364,7 @@ syllable for the last half-hour. You know there are some impressive sorts of solitude, that seal up a fellow's lips; he<a name="page_202" id="page_202"></a> can only look about him in quiet wonderment, tempered with a fearless and refreshing trust in that Providence who has enjoined silence. Well, this was one of those -times; and right in the midst of it Kahle sighted a smoke-wreath in the +times; and right in the midst of it Kahéle sighted a smoke-wreath in the distance. To me it looked very like a cloud, and I ventured to declare it such; but the youngster frowned me down, and appealed to the special guide for further testimony. The guide declined to commit himself in the @@ -5490,7 +5452,7 @@ floor. The eunuch tuned his harp anew, and, after a long while, dawn looked in at the uncurtained window, with a pale, grey face, freckled with stars.</p> -<p>Kahle saw it as soon as I did, and was up betimes. I fancy he slept +<p>Kahéle saw it as soon as I did, and was up betimes. I fancy he slept little or none that night, for he was fond of music, and especially fond of such music as had made the last few hours more or less hideous. Everybody rose with the break of day, and there was something to eat @@ -5521,7 +5483,7 @@ responsible for the planet during the second we happened to be uppermost in the universe. I felt unequal to the occasion in that thin, relaxing atmosphere. The special guide, I knew, would shirk this august investiture, as he shirked everything else, save only the watchful care -of my collapsing <i>porte-monnaie</i>. Kahle, perhaps, would represent us to +of my collapsing <i>porte-monnaie</i>. Kahéle, perhaps, would represent us to the best of his ability,—which was not much beyond an amazing capacity for food and sleep, coupled with cheek for at least two of his size. There is danger in delay, saith the copybook; and while we crept slowly @@ -5556,9 +5518,9 @@ it notwithstanding; and our next move was to dismount and drive our unwilling animals over into the abyss. The angle of our descent was too near the perpendicular to sound like truth, in print. I will not venture to give it; but I remember that our particular guide and his beast were -under foot, while Kahle and his beast were overhead, and I and my +under foot, while Kahéle and his beast were overhead, and I and my beast, sandwiched between, managed to survive the double horror of being -buried in the <i>dbris</i> that rained upon us from the tail-end of the +buried in the <i>débris</i> that rained upon us from the tail-end of the caravan, and slaying the unfortunate leaders ahead with the multitude of rocks we sent thundering down the cliff. A moving<a name="page_208" id="page_208"></a> avalanche of stones and dust gradually brought us to the bed of the crater, where we offered @@ -5606,7 +5568,7 @@ expression of concern, and cautiously remarked that we were he knew of a dry well close at hand; we could drop into it and pass the night, since it was impossible to feel our way out of the crater through clouds almost as dense as cotton. Had we matches? No. Had we dry sticks? -Yes, in the well, perhaps. Kahle could make fire without phosphorus, +Yes, in the well, perhaps. Kahéle could make fire without phosphorus, and we could keep warm till morning, and then escape from the crater as early as possible. After much groping about, in and out of clouds, we found the dusty well<a name="page_210" id="page_210"></a> and dropped into it. Ferns—a few of them—grew @@ -5648,9 +5610,9 @@ within the deserts of the earth no sepulchre awaits the ashes of him who has suffered, and nought but the winds or the foul-feeding vultures shall cleanse that bleaching skeleton where it lies.</p> -<p>We tried to sleep on our stony pillows. Kahle woke and found the guide +<p>We tried to sleep on our stony pillows. Kahéle woke and found the guide and me dozing; later, the guide roused himself to the discovery that -Kahle and I were wrapped in virtuous unconsciousness. Anon I sat up +Kahéle and I were wrapped in virtuous unconsciousness. Anon I sat up among the rocks, listened to the two natives breathing heavily, and heard the wind sighing over the yawning mouth of our cavern. I heard the beasts stamping among the clinkers, and covered my head again with the @@ -5688,14 +5650,14 @@ retreats; but they dispersed in all directions like quicksilver, and we passed on. About dusk we got into the grassy land, and thanked God for deliverance.<a name="page_213" id="page_213"></a></p> -<p>Here Kahle's heart rejoiced. Here, close by the little chapel of Kaupo, +<p>Here Kahéle's heart rejoiced. Here, close by the little chapel of Kaupo, he discovered one whom he proclaimed his grandfather; though, judging from the years of the man, he could scarcely have been anything beyond an uncle. I was put to rest in a little stone cell, where the priests sleep when they are on their mission to Kaupo. A narrow bed, with a crucifix at the foot of it, a small window in the thick wall, with a jug of water in the corner thereof, and a chair with a game-leg, constituted -the furnishment of the quaint lodging. Kahle rushed about to see old +the furnishment of the quaint lodging. Kahéle rushed about to see old friends,—who wept over him,—and was very long absent, whereat I waxed wroth, and berated him roundly; but the poor fellow was so charmingly repentant that I forgave him all, and more too, for I promised him I @@ -5726,11 +5688,11 @@ crust of a hill where the short grass lies flat in tropical sunshine! On one side sleeps the blue, monotonous sea; on the other, crags clothe themselves in cool mist and look dreamy and solemn.</p> -<p>The boy Kahle, who has no ambition beyond the bit of his foot-sore +<p>The boy Kahéle, who has no ambition beyond the bit of his foot-sore mustang, lags behind, taking all the dust with commendable resignation.</p> <p>As for me, I am wet through with the last shower; I steam in the fierce -noonday heat. I spur Hok the mule into the shadow of a great cloud that +noonday heat. I spur Hoké the mule into the shadow of a great cloud that drifts lazily overhead, and am grateful for this unsatisfying shade as long as it lasts. I watch the sea, swinging my whip by its threadbare lash like a pendulum,—the sea, where a very black rock is being drowned @@ -5746,11 +5708,11 @@ know to be a flock of goats feeding. But the wind-dried and sun-burnt grass under foot, the intangible dust that pervades the air, the rain-cloud in the distance, trailing its banners of crape in the sea as it bears down upon us,—these annoyed me somewhat, and make life a -burden for the time being; so I spur my faithless Hok up a new ascent +burden for the time being; so I spur my faithless Hoké up a new ascent as forbidding as any that we have yet come upon, and slowly and with many pauses creep to the summit.</p> -<p>Kahle, "the goer," belies his name, for he loiters everywhere and +<p>Kahéle, "the goer," belies his name, for he loiters everywhere and always; yet I am not sorry. I have the first glimpse of Wailua all to myself. I am not obliged to betray my emotion, which is a bore of the worst sort.</p> @@ -5758,7 +5720,7 @@ worst sort.</p> <p>Wailua lies at my feet,—a valley full of bees, butterflies, and blossoms, the sea fawning at the mouth of it, the clouds melting over it; waterfalls gushing from numerous green corners; silver-white -phatons floating in mid-air, at a loss to choose between earth and +phaëtons floating in mid-air, at a loss to choose between earth and heaven, though evidently a little inclined earthward, for they no sooner drift out of the bewildering bowers of Wailua than they return again with noticeable haste.</p> @@ -5767,7 +5729,7 @@ with noticeable haste.</p> heavy shower pelting me in the back; and under a great tree, that seems yearning to shelter somebody, I pause till the rain is over.</p> -<p>Anon the slow-footed Kahle arrives, leaking all over, and bringing a +<p>Anon the slow-footed Kahéle arrives, leaking all over, and bringing a peace-offering of ohias, the native apple, as juicy and sweet as the forbidden fruits of Paradise. As for these apples, they have solitary seed, like a nutmeg,<a name="page_217" id="page_217"></a> a pulp as white as wax, a juice flavoured with @@ -5776,14 +5738,14 @@ we munch and munch while the forest reels under the impetuous avalanches of big rain-drops, and our animals tear great tufts of sweet grass from the upper roadside.</p> -<p>Is it far to the chapel, I wonder. Kahle thinks not,—perhaps a pari or +<p>Is it far to the chapel, I wonder. Kahéle thinks not,—perhaps a pari or two distant. But a pari, a cliff, has many antecedents, and I feel that some dozen or so of climbs, each more or less fatiguing, still separate me from the rest I am seeking, and hope not to find until I reach the -abode of Pre Fidelis, at the foot of the cross, as one might say.</p> +abode of Père Fidelis, at the foot of the cross, as one might say.</p> -<p>The rain ceases. Hok once more nerves himself for fresh assaults upon -the everlasting hills. Kahle drops behind as usual, and the afternoon +<p>The rain ceases. Hoké once more nerves himself for fresh assaults upon +the everlasting hills. Kahéle drops behind as usual, and the afternoon wanes.</p> <p>How fresh seems the memory of this journey, yet its place is with the @@ -5797,20 +5759,20 @@ were still brimful of sunlight, yet no ray escaped to gladden our side of the world.</p> <p>Finally, on the brow of what seemed to be the last hill in this life, I -saw a cross,—a cross among the palms. Hok saw it, and quickened his +saw a cross,—a cross among the palms. Hoké saw it, and quickened his pace: he was not so great an ass but he knew that there was provender in -the green pastures of Pre Fidelis, and his heart freshened within him.<a name="page_218" id="page_218"></a></p> +the green pastures of Père Fidelis, and his heart freshened within him.<a name="page_218" id="page_218"></a></p> <p>A few paces from the grove of palms I heard a bell swing jubilantly. Out over the solemn sea, up and down that foam-crested shore, rang the sweet Angelus. One may pray with some fervour when one's journey is at an end. When the prayer was over, I walked to the gate of the chapel-yard, -leading the willing Hok, and at that moment a slender figure, clad all +leading the willing Hoké, and at that moment a slender figure, clad all in black, his long robes flowing gracefully about him, his boyish face heightening the effect of his grave and serene demeanour, his thin, sensitive hands held forth in hearty welcome,—a welcome that was almost like a benediction, so spiritual was the love which it expressed,—came -out, and I found myself in the arms of Pre Fidelis, feeling like one +out, and I found myself in the arms of Père Fidelis, feeling like one who has at least been permitted to kneel upon the threshold of his Mecca.</p> @@ -5825,10 +5787,10 @@ under the palms with him, seeking only to follow in his patient footsteps until the end should come.</p> <p>Perhaps it was the realization of an ideal that plunged me into a -luxurious reverie, out of which I was summoned by <i>mon pre</i>, who hinted +luxurious reverie, out of which I was summoned by <i>mon père</i>, who hinted that I must be hungry. Prophetic father! hungry I was indeed.<a name="page_219" id="page_219"></a></p> -<p><i>Mon pre</i> led me to his little house with three rooms, and installed me +<p><i>Mon père</i> led me to his little house with three rooms, and installed me host, himself being my ever-watchful attendant. Then he spoke: "The lads were at the sea, fishing: would I excuse him for a moment?"</p> @@ -5841,15 +5803,15 @@ and a crucifix, complete its inventory. A high window was at my back; a door in front opening upon a verandah shaded with a passion-vine; beyond it a green, undulating country running down into the sea; on either hand a little cell containing nothing but a narrow bed, a saint's picture, -and a rosary. Kahle, having distributed the animals in good pasturage, +and a rosary. Kahéle, having distributed the animals in good pasturage, lay on the verandah at full length, supremely happy as he jingled his spurs over the edge of the steps, and hummed a native air in subdued falsetto, like a mosquito.</p> -<p>Again I sank into a reverie. Enter <i>mon pre</i> with apologies and a plate +<p>Again I sank into a reverie. Enter <i>mon père</i> with apologies and a plate of smoking cakes made of eggs and batter, his own handiwork; enter the lads from the sea with excellent fish, knotted in long wisps of grass; -enter Kahle, lazily sniffing the savoury odours of our repast with +enter Kahéle, lazily sniffing the savoury odours of our repast with evident relish; and then supper in good earnest.</p> <p>How happy we were, having such talks in several sorts of tongues, such @@ -5858,16 +5820,16 @@ equal parts, but each broken and spliced to suit our dire necessity! The<a name="page_220" id="page_220"></a> candle flamed and flickered in the land-breeze that swept through the house,—unctuous waxen stalactites decorated it almost past recognition; the crickets sang lustily at the doorway; the little -natives grew sleepy and curled up on their mats in the corner; Kahle +natives grew sleepy and curled up on their mats in the corner; Kahéle slept in his spurs like a born muleteer. And now a sudden conviction -seized us that it was bedtime in very truth; so <i>mon pre</i> led me to one -of the cells, saying, "Will you sleep in the room of Pre Amabilis?" +seized us that it was bedtime in very truth; so <i>mon père</i> led me to one +of the cells, saying, "Will you sleep in the room of Père Amabilis?" Yea, verily, with all humility; and there I slept after the benediction, during which the young priest's face looked almost like an angel's in its youthful holiness, and I was afraid I might wake in the morning and find him gone, transported to some other and more lovely world.</p> -<p>But I didn't. Pre Fidelis was up before daybreak. It was his hand that +<p>But I didn't. Père Fidelis was up before daybreak. It was his hand that clashed the joyful Angelus at sunrise that woke me from my happy dream; it was his hand that prepared the frugal but appetizing meal; he made the coffee, such rich, black, aromatic coffee as Frenchmen alone have @@ -5885,11 +5847,11 @@ thronged with dusky worshippers; not a white face present but the father's and mine<a name="page_221" id="page_221"></a> own, yet a common trust in the blessedness of the life to come struck the key-note of universal harmony, and we sang the <i>Magnificat</i> with one voice. There was something that fretted me in all -this admirable experience: Pre Fidelis could touch neither bread nor +this admirable experience: Père Fidelis could touch neither bread nor water until after the last mass. Hour by hour he grew paler and fainter, spite of the heroic fortitude that sustained his famishing body.</p> -<p>"<i>Mon pre</i>," said I, "you must eat, or go to heaven betimes." He would +<p>"<i>Mon père</i>," said I, "you must eat, or go to heaven betimes." He would not. "You must end with an earlier mass," I persisted. It was impossible: many parishioners came from miles away; some of these started at daybreak, as it was, and they would be unable to arrive in @@ -5901,26 +5863,26 @@ priestly youth; old men and women passed him with heads uncovered, amazed at the devotion of one they could not hope to emulate.</p> <p>Whenever I referred to his life, he at once led me to admire his -fellow-apostle, who was continually in his thoughts. Pre Amabilis was +fellow-apostle, who was continually in his thoughts. Père Amabilis was miles away, repairing a chapel that had suffered somewhat in a late -gale; Pre Amabilis would be so glad to see me; I must not fail to visit -him; and for fear of some mischance, Pre Fidelis would himself conduct +gale; Père Amabilis would be so glad to see me; I must not fail to visit +him; and for fear of some mischance, Père Fidelis would himself conduct me to him.</p> <p>The way was hard,—deep chasms to penetrate, swift streams to be forded, narrow and slippery trails to be threaded through forest, swamp, and wilderness. These obstacles separated the devoted friends, but not for -long<a name="page_222" id="page_222"></a> seasons. Pre Fidelis would go to him whom he had not laid eyes on +long<a name="page_222" id="page_222"></a> seasons. Père Fidelis would go to him whom he had not laid eyes on for a fortnight at least.</p> -<p>The boy Kahle was glad of companionship; one of the small fishers, an +<p>The boy Kahéle was glad of companionship; one of the small fishers, an acolyte of the chapel, would accompany us, and together they could lag behind, eating ohias and dabbling in every stream.</p> <p>A long day's journey followed. We wended our way through jungles of lauhala, with slim roots in the air and long branches trailing about them like vines; they were like great cages of roots and branches in a -woven snarl. We saw a rocky point jutting far into the sea. "Pre +woven snarl. We saw a rocky point jutting far into the sea. "Père Amabilis dwells just beyond that cape," said my companion, fondly; and it seemed not very far distant; but our pace was slow and wearisome, and the hours were sure to distance us. We fathomed dark ravines whose @@ -5941,7 +5903,7 @@ hidden away among the mountains and<a name="page_223" id="page_223"></a> through be visited in turn. Their life is an actual pilgrimage from chapel to chapel, which nothing but physical inability may interrupt.</p> -<p>At one spot I saw a tree under which Pre Fidelis once passed a +<p>At one spot I saw a tree under which Père Fidelis once passed a tempestuous night. On either side yawned a ravine swept by an impassable flood. There was no house within reach. On the soaked earth, with a pitiless gale sweeping over the land, from sunset to sunrise he lay @@ -5950,9 +5912,9 @@ few limpets, about as palatable as parboiled shoe-leather, a paste of roast yams and water, a lime perhaps, and nothing besides but lumpy salt from the sea-shore.</p> -<p>While we were riding a herald met us bearing a letter for <i>mon pre</i>. It -was a greeting from Pre Amabilis, who announced the chapel as rapidly -nearing its complete restoration. Pre Fidelis fairly wept for joy at +<p>While we were riding a herald met us bearing a letter for <i>mon père</i>. It +was a greeting from Père Amabilis, who announced the chapel as rapidly +nearing its complete restoration. Père Fidelis fairly wept for joy at this intelligence, and burst into a panegyric upon the unrivalled ingenuity of his spiritual associate. We were sure to surprise him at work, and this trifling episode seemed to be an event of some importance @@ -5963,12 +5925,12 @@ looking fresh and tidy on the slope of the hill toward the sea. Two waterfalls that fell against the sunset flashed like falling flame, and a soft haze tinged the slumberous solitudes of wood and pasture with the dream-like loveliness of a picture. There seemed to be but one sound -audible,—the quick, sharp blows of a hammer. Pre Fidelis listened with +audible,—the quick, sharp blows of a hammer. Père Fidelis listened with eyes sparkling, and then rode rapidly onward.</p> <p>Behold! from the chapel wall, high up on a scaffolding<a name="page_224" id="page_224"></a> of boughs, his -robes gathered about him, his head uncovered and hammer in hand, Pre -Amabilis leaned forth to welcome us. The hammer fell to the earth. Pre +robes gathered about him, his head uncovered and hammer in hand, Père +Amabilis leaned forth to welcome us. The hammer fell to the earth. Père Amabilis loosened his skirts and clasped his hands in unaffected rapture. We were three satisfied souls, asking for nothing beyond the hem of that lonely valley in the Pacific.</p> @@ -5979,16 +5941,16 @@ district at a time, and a very young priest at that. A tiny bed in one corner of the room was thought sufficient, together with two plates, two cups, and a single spoon. Luxuries were unknown and unregretted.</p> -<p>"Well, father, what have you at this hotel?" said Pre Fidelis, as we +<p>"Well, father, what have you at this hotel?" said Père Fidelis, as we came to the door of the cubby-house.</p> <p>"Water," replied our host with a grave tone that had an undercurrent of truth in it.</p> <p>But we were better provided for. Within an hour's time a reception took -place: the native parishioners came forth to welcome Pre Fidelis and +place: the native parishioners came forth to welcome Père Fidelis and the stranger, each bringing some voluntary tribute,—a fish, a fowl lean -enough to quiet the conscience of Pre Fidelis, an egg or two, or a +enough to quiet the conscience of Père Fidelis, an egg or two, or a bunch of taro.</p> <p>Long talks followed; the news of the last month was discussed with much @@ -6011,7 +5973,7 @@ similar circumstances.</p> <p>A merry meal, that! For us no weak tea, that satirical consoler, nor tea whose strength is bitterness, an abomination to the faithful, but <i>mon -pre's</i> own coffee, the very aroma of which was invigorating; then our +père's</i> own coffee, the very aroma of which was invigorating; then our friendly pipes out under the starlight, where we sat chatting amicably, with our three heads turbaned in an aromatic Virginian cloud.</p> @@ -6037,12 +5999,12 @@ heads, and the torrents threatening to engulf you; faint with journeyings; a-hungered often; weak with fastings; pallid with prayer,—what more <i>can</i> you ask in the same line? say I.</p> -<p>Pre Fidelis coughed a little, and was somewhat feverish. I could see +<p>Père Fidelis coughed a little, and was somewhat feverish. I could see that his life was not elastic; his strength was even then failing him.</p> -<p>"Pre Amabilis is an artisan: he built this house, and it is small +<p>"Père Amabilis is an artisan: he built this house, and it is small enough; but some day he will build a house for me but six feet long and -<i>so</i> broad," said Pre Fidelis, shrugging his shoulders; whereat Pre +<i>so</i> broad," said Père Fidelis, shrugging his shoulders; whereat Père Amabilis, who looked like a German student with his long hair and spectacles, turned aside to wipe the moisture from the lenses, and said nothing, but laid his hand significantly upon the shoulder of his @@ -6055,8 +6017,8 @@ for ever!</p> have not studied art. And then we are sometimes summoned to the farther side of the island, where we meet new faces. It is a great change."</p> -<p>For a year before the arrival of Pre Amabilis, who<a name="page_227" id="page_227"></a> was not sooner able -to follow his friend, Pre Fidelis was accustomed to go once a month to +<p>For a year before the arrival of Père Amabilis, who<a name="page_227" id="page_227"></a> was not sooner able +to follow his friend, Père Fidelis was accustomed to go once a month to a confessional many miles away. That his absence might be as brief as possible, he was obliged to travel night and day. Sometimes he would reach the house of his confessor at midnight, when all were sleeping: @@ -6065,21 +6027,21 @@ rap at the door at midnight, the confessor waking from his sleep.</p> <p><i>Confessor</i>. "Who's there?"</p> -<p><i>Pre Fidelis</i>. "It is I!"</p> +<p><i>Père Fidelis</i>. "It is I!"</p> <p><i>Conf.</i> "Who is I?"</p> -<p><i>Pre F.</i> "Fidelis!"</p> +<p><i>Père F.</i> "Fidelis!"</p> <p><i>Conf.</i> "Fidelis who?"</p> -<p><i>Pre F.</i> "Fidelis kahuna pule!" (Fidelis the priest.)</p> +<p><i>Père F.</i> "Fidelis kahuna pule!" (Fidelis the priest.)</p> <p><i>Conf.</i> "Aweh!" (An expression of the greatest surprise.) "<i>Entre</i>, Fidelis kahuna pule."</p> <p>Then he would rise, and the communion that followed must have been most -cheering to both, for <i>mon pre</i> even now is merry when he recalls it.</p> +cheering to both, for <i>mon père</i> even now is merry when he recalls it.</p> <p>These pilgrimages are at an end, for the two priests confess to one another: conceive of the fellowship that hides away no secret, however @@ -6105,11 +6067,11 @@ for I had delayed the accustomed offices of devotion, and they were fulfilling them in peace at last, having me so well bestowed that it was utterly impossible to do aught else for my entertainment.</p> -<p>Once more the morning came. I woke to find Pre Amabilis at work, hammer +<p>Once more the morning came. I woke to find Père Amabilis at work, hammer in hand, sending his nails home with accurate strokes that spoke well -for his trained muscle. Pre Fidelis was concocting coffee and directing +for his trained muscle. Père Fidelis was concocting coffee and directing the volunteer cooks, who were seeking to surpass themselves upon this -last meal we were to take together. In an hour <i>mon pre</i> was to start +last meal we were to take together. In an hour <i>mon père</i> was to start for the Chapel of the Palms, while I wended my way onward through a new country, bearing with me the consoling memory of my precious friends. I can forgive a slight and forget the person who slights me, but little @@ -6121,8 +6083,8 @@ eat half my breakfast, though, as it was, I ate more than they did—God forgive me!—and altogether it was a solemn and memorable meal.<a name="page_229" id="page_229"></a></p> <p>A group of natives gathered about us seated upon the floor; it was -impossible for Pre Fidelis to move without being stroked by the -affectionate creatures who deplored his departure. Pre Amabilis +impossible for Père Fidelis to move without being stroked by the +affectionate creatures who deplored his departure. Père Amabilis insisted upon adjusting our saddles, during which ceremony he slyly hid a morsel of cold fowl in our saddle-bags.</p> @@ -6133,9 +6095,9 @@ grown blunt with time. I felt it then as I know it now—our brief idyl can never be lived over in this life.</p> <p>Well, we departed: the corners of our blessed triangle were spread -frightfully. Pre Fidelis was paler than ever; he caught his breath as +frightfully. Père Fidelis was paler than ever; he caught his breath as though there wasn't much of it, and the little there was wouldn't last -long; Pre Amabilis wiped his spectacles and looked utterly forsaken; +long; Père Amabilis wiped his spectacles and looked utterly forsaken; the natives stood about in awkward, silent groups, coming forward, one by one, to shake hands, and then falling back like so many automatons. Somehow, genuine grief is never graceful: it forgets to pose itself; its @@ -6145,7 +6107,7 @@ muscles are perfectly slack and unreliable.</p> the cliff: life was dismal enough. The animals were unusually wayward, and once or twice I paused in despair under the prickly sunshine, half inclined to go back and begin over again, hoping to renew the past; but -just then Hok felt like staggering onward, and I began to realize that +just then Hoké felt like staggering onward, and I began to realize that there are some brief, perfect experiences in life that pass from us like a dream, and this was one of them.</p> @@ -6164,12 +6126,12 @@ done, and the hands shall be folded, for the young apostles will have followed in the silent footsteps of their flock. Here endeth the lesson of the Chapel of the Palms.<a name="page_231" id="page_231"></a></p> -<h2><a name="KAHELE" id="KAHELE"></a>KAHLE.</h2> +<h2><a name="KAHELE" id="KAHELE"></a>KAHÉLE.</h2> <p class="nind">FROM a bluff, whose bald forehead jutted a thousand feet into the air, -and under whose chin the sea shrugged its great shoulders, Kahle, my +and under whose chin the sea shrugged its great shoulders, Kahéle, my boy,—that delightful contradiction, who was always plausible, yet never -right,—Kahle and I looked timidly over into the sunset valley of Mha. +right,—Kahéle and I looked timidly over into the sunset valley of Méha. The "Valley of Solitude" it was called; albeit, at that moment, and with half an eye, we counted the thirty grass-lodges of the village, and heard the liquid tongues of a trio of waterfalls, that dived head-first @@ -6188,7 +6150,7 @@ climbed laboriously up the opposite cliff, and struck off into space. In ten seconds a bird might have spanned the deep ravine, and caught as much of its loveliness as we; but we weren't birds, and, moreover, we had six legs apiece to look after, so we tipped off from the dizzy ridge -that overhung the valley of Mha to the north, and gradually descended +that overhung the valley of Méha to the north, and gradually descended into the heat and silence of the place, that seemed to make a picture of itself when we first looked down upon it from our eyrie.</p> @@ -6204,7 +6166,7 @@ hearty. Another youngster hurried off from a stone wall like a startled lizard, and struck on his head, but didn't cry much, for he was too frightened. A large woman lay at full length on a broad mat, spread under a pandanus, and slept like a turtle. I began to think there were -nothing but women and children in the solitary valley, but Kahle had +nothing but women and children in the solitary valley, but Kahéle had kept an eye on the reef, and, with an air of superior intelligence, he assured me that there were many men living about there, and they, with most of the women and children, were then out in the surf, fishing.</p> @@ -6240,14 +6202,14 @@ animated sticks of candy. There was a Fridayish and Lent-like atmosphere hovering over the spot, and I turned away to watch some youths who were riding surf-boards not far distant,—agile, narrow-hipped youths, with tremendous biceps and proud, impudent heads set on broad shoulders, like -young gods. These were the flower and chivalry of the Mha blood, and +young gods. These were the flower and chivalry of the Méha blood, and they swam like young porpoises, every one of them.</p> <p>There was a break in the reef before us; the sea knew it, and seemed to take special delight in rushing upon the shore as though it were about -to devour sand, savages, and everything. Kahle and I watched the +to devour sand, savages, and everything. Kahéle and I watched the surf-swimmers for some time, charmed with the spectacle. Such buoyancy -of material matter I had never dreamed of. Kahle, though much in the +of material matter I had never dreamed of. Kahéle, though much in the flesh, could not long resist the temptation to exhibit his prowess, and having been offered a surf-board that would have made a good lid to his coffin, and was itself as tight as cork and as smooth as glass, suddenly @@ -6259,23 +6221,23 @@ sesame," its emerald gates parted and closed after him. He seemed some triton, playing with the elements, and dreadfully "at home" in that very wet place. The third and mightiest of the waves was gathering its strength for a charge upon the shore. Having reached its outer ripple, -again Kahle dived and reappeared on the other side of the watery hill, +again Kahéle dived and reappeared on the other side of the watery hill, balanced for a moment in the<a name="page_235" id="page_235"></a> glassy hollow, turned suddenly, and, mounting the towering monster, he lay at full length on his fragile raft, using his arms as a bird its pinions,—in fact, soaring for a moment with the wave under him. As it rose he climbed to the top of it, and there, in the midst of foam seething like champagne, on the crest of a rushing sea-avalanche about to crumble and dissolve beneath him, his -surf-board bidden in spume, on the very top bubble of all, Kahle danced +surf-board bidden in spume, on the very top bubble of all, Kahéle danced like a shadow. He leaped to his feet and swam in the air, another Mercury, tiptoeing a heaven-kissing hill, buoyant as vapour, and with a -suggestion of invisible wings about him,—Kahle transformed for a +suggestion of invisible wings about him,—Kahéle transformed for a moment, and for a moment only; the next second my daring sea-skater leaped ashore, with a howling breaker swashing at his heels. It was something glorious and almost incredible; but I saw it with my own eyes, and I wanted to double his salary on the spot.</p> -<p>Sunset in the valley of Mha. The air full of floating particles, that +<p>Sunset in the valley of Méha. The air full of floating particles, that twinkled like diamond-dust; the great green chasm at the head of the valley illuminated by one broad bar of light shot obliquely through it, tipped at the end with a shower of white rockets that fringed a @@ -6299,20 +6261,20 @@ hungry and talkative, under every ghostly palm. Clear voices ascended in monotonous and weird recitative; they chanted a monody on the death of some loved one, prompted, perhaps, by the funereal solemnity of the hour; or sang an ode to the moon-rise, the still-flowing river, or the -valley of Mha, so solitary in one sense, though by no means alone in +valley of Méha, so solitary in one sense, though by no means alone in its loneliness.</p> -<p>Kahle patronized me extensively. I was introduced to camp after camp, +<p>Kahéle patronized me extensively. I was introduced to camp after camp, and in rapid succession repeated the experiences of a traveler who has much to answer for in the way of colour, and the peculiar cut of his garments. I felt as though I was some natural curiosity, in charge of -the robustious Kahle, who waxed more and more officious every hour of +the robustious Kahéle, who waxed more and more officious every hour of his engagement; and his tongue ran riot as he descanted upon my characteristics, to the joy of the curious audiences we attracted.</p> <p>Some hours must have passed before we thought of sleep. How could we think of it, when every soul was wide awake, and time alone seemed to -pass us by unconsciously? But Kahle finally led me to a chief's house, +pass us by unconsciously? But Kahéle finally led me to a chief's house, where, under coverlets of <i>kapa</i>, spiced with herbs, and in the midst of numerous members of the<a name="page_237" id="page_237"></a> household, I was advised to compose my soul in peace, and patiently await daylight. I did so, for the drowsy sense that @@ -6337,7 +6299,7 @@ and saw the dancers ambling and posing before his august majesty, who reclined in the midst of a retinue of obsequious retainers. The spearsmen hurled their spears, and the strong men swung their clubs; the stone-throwers threw skillfully, and the sweetest singers sang long -<i>mles</i> in praise of their royal guest. A cry of fear rent the air as a +<i>méles</i> in praise of their royal guest. A cry of fear rent the air as a stricken one fled toward the city of refuge; the priests passed by me in solemn procession, their robes spotted with sacrificial blood. War canoes drew in from the sea, and death fell upon the valley. I<a name="page_238" id="page_238"></a> heard @@ -6374,19 +6336,19 @@ cereus laid its ivory urn open to the moonlight, and a myriad of crickets chirped in one continuous jubilee. Voices of merriment were wafted down to me; and, stealing onward toward the great meadow by the stream, where the sleepless inhabitants of the valley held high -carnival, I saw the most dignified chiefs of Mha sporting like +carnival, I saw the most dignified chiefs of Méha sporting like children, while the children capered like imps, and the whole community seemed bewitched with the glorious atmosphere of that particular night.</p> <p>Who was the gayest of the gay, and the most lawless of the unlawful? My -boy, Kahle, in whom I had placed my trust, and whom, until this hour at +boy, Kahéle, in whom I had placed my trust, and whom, until this hour at least, I had regarded as the most promising specimen of the reorganized barbarians.</p> <p>Perhaps it was all right; perhaps I had been counting his steps with too much confidence; they might have been simply a creditable performance, the result of careful training on the part of his tutors. I am inclined -to think they were! At any rate, Kahle went clean back to barbarism +to think they were! At any rate, Kahéle went clean back to barbarism that night, and seemed to take to it amazingly. I said nothing; I thought it wiser to seem to hold the reins, though I hold them loosely, than to try to check the career of my half-tamed domestic, and to find @@ -6406,7 +6368,7 @@ grey and fagged, and tongues had stopped wagging from sheer exhaustion. I returned to my mats long ere that, to revolve in my mind plans for the following day.</p> -<p>It was evident that Kahle must at once quit the place, or go back to +<p>It was evident that Kahéle must at once quit the place, or go back to barbarism and stick there. I didn't care to take the responsibility of his return to first principles, and so ordered the animals to be saddled by sunrise. At that delicious moment the youngster lay like one of the @@ -6415,7 +6377,7 @@ seemed to be making up his lost sleep, and I was forced to await the return of life before pressing my claims any further.</p> <p>The scorching noon drew on; a few of the sleepers awoke, bathed, ate of -their cold repast, and slept again. Kahle followed suit; in the midst +their cold repast, and slept again. Kahéle followed suit; in the midst of his refreshment I suggested the advisability of instant departure; he hesitated. I enlarged upon the topic, and drew an enticing picture of the home-stretch, with all the endearing associations clustering about @@ -6423,7 +6385,7 @@ its farther end; he agreed to everything with a sweet and passive grace that seemed to compensate me for the vexations of the morning.</p> <p>I went to the river to bathe while the beasts were being saddled, and -returned anon to find Kahle sound asleep, and as persistent in his +returned anon to find Kahéle sound asleep, and as persistent in his slumbers as ever. The<a name="page_241" id="page_241"></a> afternoon waned; I began to see the fitness of the name that had at first seemed to me inappropriate to the valley; everybody slept or lazed during the hot hours of the day, and a @@ -6436,7 +6398,7 @@ first charmed me, but blessings are bores when they come out of season.</p> <p>Night drew on apace; the moon rose, and the inhabitants pretended to rest, but were shortly magnetized out of their houses, where they danced till daybreak. The sweets of that sort of thing began to cloy, and I -resolved upon immediate action. Kahle was taken by the ears at the very +resolved upon immediate action. Kahéle was taken by the ears at the very next sunrise, and ordered to get up the mules at once. He was gone nearly all day, and came in at last with a pitiful air of disappointment that quite unmanned me; his voice, too, was sympathetic, and there was @@ -6444,7 +6406,7 @@ something like a tear in his eye when he assured me that the creatures had gone astray, but might be found shortly,—perhaps even then they were approaching; and the young scamp rose to reconnoitre, glad, no doubt, of an excuse for escaping from my natural but ludicrous -discomfiture. It is likely that my boy Kahle would have danced till +discomfiture. It is likely that my boy Kahéle would have danced till doomsday, had I not shown spleen. It is as likely, also, that the chief and all his people would have helped him out in it, had I not offered such reward as I thought sufficient to tempt greed; but, thank heaven, @@ -6452,11 +6414,11 @@ there is an end to everything!</p> <p>On the morning of the fourth day, two travellers<a name="page_242" id="page_242"></a> might have been seen struggling up the face of the great cliff that walls in the valley of -Mha to the south. The one a pale-face, paler than usual, urging on the +Méha to the south. The one a pale-face, paler than usual, urging on the other, a dark-face, darker than was its wont. Never did animals so puzzle their wits to know whether they were indeed desired to hasten forward, or to turn back at the very next crook in the trail. We were at -big odds, Kahle and I; for another idol of mine had suddenly turned to +big odds, Kahéle and I; for another idol of mine had suddenly turned to clay, and, though I am used to that sort of thing, I am never able to bear it with decent composure. On we journeyed, working at cross purposes, and getting nearer to the sky all the while, and finally @@ -6473,7 +6435,7 @@ that lies with its face to the trade-wind; there the clouds gather and shed their rains; but all of the earth lying in the lee of the great central peak of the island is as dust and ashes,—unwatered, unfruitful, and uninteresting, save as a picture of deep and dreadful desolation. No -wonder that Kahle longed to tarry in the small Eden of Mha, knowing +wonder that Kahéle longed to tarry in the small Eden of Méha, knowing that we were about to journey into the deserts that lie beyond it. No wonder that the shining shores of the valley beguiled<a name="page_243" id="page_243"></a> him, when he knew that henceforth the sea would break upon long reaches of black lava, as @@ -6482,7 +6444,7 @@ waysides anguish of spirit; where fruit was scarce, and water brackish, and every edible dried and deceitful.</p> <p>Having slept the sleep of the just,—for I felt that I had done what I -could to reclaim my backsliding Kahle,—I awoke on a Sabbath morning +could to reclaim my backsliding Kahéle,—I awoke on a Sabbath morning that presented a singular spectacle. Its chief features were a glittering, metallic-tinted sea, and a smoking plain backed by naked sand-hills. The low brush, scattered thinly over the earth, tried hard @@ -6492,10 +6454,10 @@ when you tested their pliancy. A few huts, dust-coloured and ragged, were scattered along the trail; they had apparently lost all hope, and paused by the wayside, to end their days in despair.</p> -<p>The <i>hal-pul</i>, or prayer-house, chief of the forlorn huts, by virtue +<p>The <i>halé-pulé</i>, or prayer-house, chief of the forlorn huts, by virtue of extraordinary hollowness and a ventilation that was only exceeded by all out-of-doors,—this prayer-house, or church, was thrown open to the -public; and, to my amazement, Kahle suggested the propriety of our +public; and, to my amazement, Kahéle suggested the propriety of our attending worship, even before the first conch had been blown from the rude door by the deacon himself.</p> @@ -6513,7 +6475,7 @@ arms of the congregation, as the case might be. Children came, and played a savage version of leap-frog in the lee of the church, but they were bleak-looking youngsters, not at all like the little human vegetables that flourished in the genial atmosphere of the valley of -Mha.</p> +Méha.</p> <p>The conch was blown again; the most melancholy sound that ever issued from windy cavity floated up and down that disconsolate land, and seemed @@ -6608,7 +6570,7 @@ longed to plunge into the desert that stretched around, seeking some possible oasis where the fainting spirit might reassure itself that earth was beautiful and life a boon.</p> -<p>Kahle agreed with me that this sort of thing was growing tiresome. He +<p>Kahéle agreed with me that this sort of thing was growing tiresome. He knew of a good place not many miles away; we could go there and sleep. It presented a church and a good priest, and other inducements of an exceedingly proper and unexceptionable character. The<a name="page_248" id="page_248"></a> prospect, though @@ -6617,7 +6579,7 @@ moment we mounted, and were blown away on horseback. The wind howled in our ears; sand-clouds peppered us heavily; small pebbles and grit cut our faces; heavier gusts than usual changed earth, sea, and sky into temporary chaos. The day waned, so did our spirits, so did the life of -our poor beasts. In the distance, the church of Kahle's prophecy stood +our poor beasts. In the distance, the church of Kahéle's prophecy stood out like a small rock in a land than which no land I wot of can be wearier. The sun fell toward the sea; the wind subsided, though it was still lusty and disagreeable.</p> @@ -6655,7 +6617,7 @@ orphans, the whole of them.</p> <p>At the hospitable board life began afresh. Another day, and we should again approach the borders of the earthly paradise that glorified the -opposite side of the island. Kahle's eyes sparkled; my heart leaped +opposite side of the island. Kahéle's eyes sparkled; my heart leaped within me; I felt that there was a charm in living, after all; and the moment was a critical one, for had the lad begged me to return with him to the beguilements of barbarism, I think it possible that I might have @@ -6669,19 +6631,19 @@ he would be restored to the arms of his guardians; the sweet lanes of Lahaina would again blossom before him; and all that he thought to be excellent in life would know him as it had known him only a few weeks before. It was time that he had again begun to walk the straight path, -and he knew it. He was Kahle, the two-sided; Kahle, the chameleon, +and he knew it. He was Kahéle, the two-sided; Kahéle, the chameleon, whose character and disposition partook of the colour of his surroundings; who was pious to the tune of the church-bell, yet agile as any dancer of the lascivious <i>hula</i> at the thump of the tom-tom. He was a representative worthy of some consideration; a typical Hawaiian whose versatility was only excelled by the plausibility with which he developed new phases of his kaleidoscopic character. He was very -charming, and as diverting in one <i>rle</i> as another. He was, moreover, +charming, and as diverting in one <i>rôle</i> as another. He was, moreover, worthy of much praise for his skill in playing each part so perfectly that to this hour I am not sure which of his dispositions he excelled in, nor in which he was most at home.</p> -<p>Kahle, adieu! I might have upbraided thee for thy inconstancy, had I +<p>Kahéle, adieu! I might have upbraided thee for thy inconstancy, had I not been accused of that same myself. I might have felt some modicum of contempt for thee, had thy skin been white; but under the cover of thy darkness sin hid her ugliness, and thy rich blood leaped to many @@ -6805,7 +6767,7 @@ white-robed native girls passed to and fro, with that inimitable grace which I have always supposed Eve copied from the serpent and imparted to her daughters, who still affect the modern Edens of the earth. Young Hawaiian bloods, clad in snow-white trousers and ballet-shirts, with -wreaths of <i>mailn</i> around their necks, and ginger-flowers in their +wreaths of <i>mailné</i> around their necks, and ginger-flowers in their hair, grouped themselves along the evergreen corridors, and looked unutterable things without any noticeable effort on their part.</p> @@ -7745,8 +7707,8 @@ by a good-natured Kanack who raked it from a heap of refuse in the yard, together with two sacks of rice, the despair of those hens in the window, were all I could boast of. With this inventory I strove (by particular request) to be one of those who were comfortable enough in -the chteau adjoining. Summoned peremptorily to dinner, I entered a -little latticed saloon connected with the chteau by a covered walk, +the château adjoining. Summoned peremptorily to dinner, I entered a +little latticed saloon connected with the château by a covered walk, discovered Monsieur seated at table and already served with soup and claret; the remainder of the company helped themselves as they best could; and I saw plainly enough that the family bosom was so crowded @@ -8099,7 +8061,7 @@ more profitable to pay his coach-man than his cobbler.</p> chatting with three merry nuns sitting just back of us, returning to the convent in Papeete after a vacation retreat among the hills. How they enjoyed the ride, as three children might! and were quite wild with -delight at meeting a corpulent <i>pre</i>, who smiled amiably from his +delight at meeting a corpulent <i>père</i>, who smiled amiably from his saddle and offered to show them the interior of the pretty chapel at Faaa (only three <i>a</i>'s in that word),—the very one I grew melancholy in when I was a man of business.</p> @@ -8192,7 +8154,7 @@ seclusion of the Mission House.<a name="page_308" id="page_308"></a></p> some other part of creation. Added to this I learned how the address to the Forty Chiefs of Tahiti in behalf of the foreign traveller, my poor self, had been despatched to me by a special courier, who found me not; -and doubtless the <i>ftes</i> I heard of and was for ever missing marked the +and doubtless the <i>fêtes</i> I heard of and was for ever missing marked the march of that messenger, my proxy, in his triumphal progress. In my innocent degradation it was still necessary to nourish the inner man.</p> @@ -8518,387 +8480,6 @@ style="padding:2%;border:3px dotted gray;"> <hr class="full" /> - - - - - - -<pre> - - - - - -End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Summer Cruising in the South Seas, by -Charles Warren Stoddard - -*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SUMMER CRUISING IN THE SOUTH SEAS *** - -***** This file should be named 40010-h.htm or 40010-h.zip ***** -This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: - http://www.gutenberg.org/4/0/0/1/40010/ - -Produced by Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed -Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This book was -produced from scanned images of public domain material -from the Google Print project.) - - -Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions -will be renamed. - -Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no -one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation -(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without -permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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