I wonder why men o’er the buried weep,
When ’tis the wandering dead who cannot sleep?
I WAS hanging by one foot from a mystical cloud, lesiurely travelling across the tropic sky, then I lost my grip and fell! I distinctly recall the awful sensation of that noiseless dive through space, ere I arrived with a crash! I had apparently1 fallen through the roof of a grog-shanty2 on a Pacific Isle3. Many may doubt the aforesaid assertion of mine, and say that such a mishap4 was a physical impossibility. But I would say that it is only the impossible that does occur. I felt the spasm5 of that sudden headlong contact of my skull6 against some hard object very acutely. Opening my eyes I saw astonished traders standing7 around me, still holding their rum mugs between the bar and their lips as they stared, open-mouthed, down on my recumbent form. I looked through the doorway8 and saw feathery palms, and moonlit seas softly beating over the coral reefs of a strange shore.
“It looks as though I’ve fallen on another world,” thought I. But no such luck for me! The fact of the case is this. Our ship, from Honolulu, had arrived off the Fiji Islands that evening. I was with O’Hara, whom I had re-met in Hawaii. And, in my hurry to get ashore10, I had hired a canoe, and whilst I was being paddled ashore, the canoe had turned turtle! It appeared that 274I had sunk twice beneath the water before O’Hara and the native boatmen rescued me. They thought I was done for when they dragged me up the shore and carried me into the grog-shanty.
The native bar-keeper had gone off immediately to fetch a well-known Fijian medicine-man who dwelt in Tumba-Tumba village. What on earth the medicine-man did before he succeeded in restoring my heart-beats, I don’t know. O’Hara swore that he delivered mighty12 blows on my hips13 with a flat war-club, lifted me repeatedly up to the shanty’s roof by one leg and let me drop with a crash! The native doctor was evidently cruel to be kind, for his strange acts saved my life, and were the direct cause of the strange sensations and my experience as above recorded.
As the reader knows, O’Hara was an old pal9 of mine, and, being an Irishman, was impulsive14 and entertaining. When I was down in the mouth he proved a medicine-man of the spirits, for he made me laugh insanely when I was sane15, and dosed me with romantic Irish songs and rum when credit was scarce. As I have stated, it was after leaving New Guinea that I had the good fortune to come across my old comrade again in Honolulu. Though I had a good musical engagement, and was getting on in the world, so far as the world’s opinion goes, I let everything go to the winds through not keeping a square chin when O’Hara asked me to go a-roving with him. As usual, he nearly succeeded in getting us both hanged when we arrived at Apamama and I became Court violinist to King Tembinok. It is one thing to be loyal to a chum in adversity, but to be expected to do the things that O’Hara wished me to do when Tembinok’s tawny16 wife fell in love with him was quite another matter. I remembered the Fae Fae excursion and our flight from Tahiti.
275“No, thank you!” I said, when he had the cheek to come and ask me——
But, there, it’s not my wish to deal with that business here. I am out to tell of quite a different adventure that befell us after we arrived in Fiji. Financially speaking, I had done very well in Honolulu. I had secured a good engagement as violinist to King Laukauhammer, as well as my salary as conductor of the royal bodyguard17 band. In all I managed to save a thousand dollars. Though I am not a man who can see anything in this world to get a swelled19 head about, my vanity was considerable when the King presented me with the Court shield of the Kalakaua dynasty—an equivalent to the Cross of the Chevalier of Honour—thus making my seventh South Sea knighthood in less than twelve months, not counting, mind you, the proffered20 kingship at Temelako, New Guinea, where, on playing my violin under a palm tree, outside a heathen seraglio, I was embraced by a widowed queen and compelled to enter the tribal21 palace palavana by royal command. Also I had, to the King’s delight, composed special marches, and scored them for the strange, primitive22 instrumentation of the King’s private military band. For a while I had lived sumptuously23 at the best hotel in Beratania Street. Then I had decided24 to start off in search of any adventure that was opposed to the orthodox route as mapped out in the twelve commandments of civilized25 life.
I recall that O’Hara and I sailed as first-class passengers on the S.S. “Alameda,” which was bound for N.S.W., via Suva, Fiji. The voyage was momentous26 for its monotony, not one storm or passionate27 incident. O’Hara and I cursed everything, wished the sea yellow, the sun blue, and that the crew might mutiny and pitch the skipper overboard or cast us adrift on endless waters. Night after night we unbuttoned our clothes and thankfully 276“turned in” to rehearse a death-like existence in our small, coffin28-shaped bunks29. After arriving in Fiji and those things happening already narrated30, we put up at the best hotel in Suva, scorning Smith’s bar and the old fan-tan shanty at Buta. For a while we enjoyed the company of the élite—well-to-do traders, ships’ mates and derelict skippers, stranded31 runaway32 apprentices33, and strange men of better days who appeared to have lost their memory and their reason for being in Fiji at all.
It was while we were stopping at this hotel that O’Hara and I discovered that our improvidence34 necessitated35 our looking for cheaper diggings. An old shellback, seeing how things were with us, took us into his confidence, recommended us to a good lodging-house, a sort of Sailors’ Home, on the Rewa river. First, one must know that this Sailors’ Home was primarily the “Charity Organization of the Southern Seas!” For, beneath its kind roof, sheltered by giant breadfruit trees, men hid from the Suva police—men who were mostly fugitives36 from across the world, and who had flown from the cities in haste to save their necks or their liberty. But this fact did not deter38 O’Hara and myself from wishing to go there. Personally, I have always thought that one has a perfect right to save one’s neck. Man has only one neck, one life, and not always one chance whilst alive of doing better for himself.
The idea that there was really a lonely wooden establishment hidden in the deep seclusion39 of a certain forest, where hunted men found refuge from the law, was most fascinating to me, and this fascination40 was the main incentive41 that took O’Hara and me there.
When that old shellback stood on the Suva parade, put his finger secretively up to the side of his corrugated42 nasal organ, and gave us a significant wink43 of magnificent import as to all that he could tell about that Charity 277Organization, O’Hara’s heart seemed to fairly burst with glorious anticipation44. His curly hair seemed to bristle45 forth46 the possibilities before us; his face flushed till his bright blue eyes seemed to breathe forth the poetry of romance. Nor was I myself far behind in my eagerness to get to that mysterious residence of secretive men of past crime. Besides, I was out in the world to take notes, and was determined47 to take them.
We lost no time. We packed up our goods and trekked48. By noon of the next day we had been paddled in canoes across wide lagoons49 and up a mighty river by friendly natives. Then we plunged50 into the bush-land.
The very silence of that South Sea forest and the gleam of the sea horizon—just visible through the woods of mighty breadfruits—gave one’s imagination the atmosphere of heathenland mystery. We could hear the mountain drums beating the sunset down somewhere up in the native villages. To the N.N.W. were the wild, tribal, haunted mountains of Vuni-cunu, running in a westerly direction, finally meeting the ranges of Muanivatu. Around us stood huge tropical trees—banyans, breadfruits, big bamboos, limes, and the ndrala laden52 with scarlet53 blossoms. The airs of the deep glooms, heavy with the wild perfumes of dying hibiscus and many strange, exotic forest flowers, sent pungent54 odours to our nostrils55. Not so far away tumbled the cool, swirling56 waters of the river, hurrying on their homeward journey from the mountains that formed a grand, wildly picturesque57 background to the district where the large, shed-like building of the Charity Organization of the South Seas was situated58.
Sheltered by feathery palms and one or two mighty buttressed59 banyans, that dark, vine-overgrown building looked like some peaceful hermitage, some primitive monastery60 278that sheltered aged18 missionaries61. True enough, missionaries dwelt therein; but what missionaries they were!—men who relieved unhappy men who had shaved their beards off and arrived in haste overburdened with cash! Yes, they rested there in security till the hot scent62 had blown over, and once again they could continue on their way across the wine-dark seas, outbound for the enchanted63 realms of No-Extradition Ports, where dwell the Great Missing!
Could one have put one’s ear to that Organization’s low-roofed door, one would have distinctly heard a chorus of muffled64 oaths and snatches of wild song droning from the lips of the mysterious inmates65 of that Arabian Nights-like establishment. Could one have opened that door on the sly and peeped in, one would have seen a sight worth seeing if only for its anthropological66 interest. All types were there, from the genuine “hard up” honest sailorman down to the reformed native from Timbuctoo. There they sat: sun-tanned men from the seas, ex-convicts, libérés from New Caledonia; handsome faces, bleared and serious-looking; hideous67, sallow faces with pugnacious68 pug noses—Chinese, half-caste Malays, and one or two runaway ships’ apprentices. Most of them were leaning over the large bench-like table, shuffling69 cards and drinking fiery70 rum, as ever and anon they glanced beneath the rims71 of their wide-brimmed sombreros, and stared with hunted-looking eyes toward the shanty’s door. They were ever on the alert! O’Hara and I had been in that place only two days when two runaways72 arrived from Suva—one of whom hailed from London Town, the other from Noumea. They usually arrived without portmanteaux, under the cover of night, tapped at the door, paid the bribe73 demanded, and so came under the flag of brotherhood74 and the protection of that Charity Organization’s kindness.
279O’Hara was tremendously excited about it all, and so was I. We got to love exciting cases. One day, as O’Hara and I were watching the antics of a covey of native children romping75 like puppies in the forest ferns, we heard the sound of voices.
“What’s that?” said O’Hara.
“Sounds like the paddles of a canoe and voices on the beach,” I replied.
We listened again, and distinctly heard sounds as of a woman weeping. Going up the little slope, we peeped through the banyan51 trunks; sure enough, there were new arrivals seeking the Organization’s shelter. They were two in all, the third person, who was leading them across the dense76 fern scrub, was Bill Bode77, the second in command of the shanty. One of the fugitives was a tall, aristocratic-looking man; the other a young and pretty girl. It was very evident that the latter felt depressed78 as she looked in wonder at the sombre forest surrounding us.
The shadows of night were falling when we crept softly down the tracks and once more entered that mysterious shanty’s door.
That building consisted of several large, low-roofed rooms and two small compartments80 that were strictly81 private. One was arranged with much taste, even decorated with flower-pots and provided with the essentials for a fragile guest; and when the fugitive37 arrived, bringing with him the sad cause of his downfall, it was in that small compartment79 that she slept!
As O’Hara and I arrived in the rooms of that Sailors’ Boarding Establishment, for such it was to us, the new arrival walked quietly into the primitive saloon bar, gave a friendly nod to the members of the motley throng82, and sat down amongst the guests, who were mostly belated sailors awaiting a ship. For, as I have intimated before, 280not all who dwelt beneath that roof were hiding from the long arm of the law. If anyone had doubts as to the respectability of that place, they would have been quickly dispelled83 had he seen the look on the faces of those rough men when someone tapped loudly at the door. That same evening Ko-Ko, the half-caste native maid, was dancing on the large bench at the far end of the room. Everything seemed rosy84 and peaceful. As the rough men cheered and repeatedly encored the girl’s dances, and one played the banjo and step-danced an incongruous obligato to the girl’s song, the hilarity85 was suddenly turned off like a gas-jet! Crash! someone had knocked violently at the shanty’s front door!
Every “man-jack” breathed an oath, put his hand to his sheath-knife, and glared his anticipation of the arrival of the police from Suva. The new arrival trembled visibly, and turned ashy-white as once more it came—crash! crash! on the door.
Just by the door was a huge tub which was a kind of emergency barrel. The whole scene, there in the shadows, seemed like some terribly realistic moving-picture show enacting86 before our eyes. Bones had rushed from the next room, lifted the vast lid from the barrel, while four stalwart men lifted the new arrival bodily—crash! bang! the stranger had gone!
Only a muffled swear-word told the way of his going as the lid went down.
Bones, who was the head of that Organization, and pocketed the bribes87, gave his holiest smile, his half-humorous-looking face betraying no sign of the intense excitement of the moment when the new-comer had disappeared from life’s wildest drama beneath the lid of that huge barrel.
As the door opened, a giant of a fellow stood framed by the opening. It appeared that he was a half-caste 281official from the Suva police force. When he had told Bones that a canoe had been found on the beach, and that they had received information that a fugitive from the N.S.W. mail steamer had landed at Suva, Bones simulated a terrible passion.
“What the b—— h—— yer come ’ere for? What’s that to do with me?”
“Keep yer wig88 on,” said the official, standing just behind the first man, who by this time had given Bones a significant wink. It required very little thought to enable one to discern that Bones was well in with those officials. And one’s suspicions would have soon been confirmed had one seen the official in question sit down on the emergency barrel, and grin from ear to ear as a muffled sneeze came from beneath the lid!
In a few moments the friendly man-hunters had passed away, happy enough with their bribe—bribery being the staple89 trade of that establishment.
Next day a shot was heard in the forest. When the Organization members rushed out beneath the palms, they only discovered the quivering body of yesterday’s arrival—the new-comer had blown the top of his head off! They hid the body beneath the scrub. Next day they buried him on the quiet, miles away, near the old-time sugar plantations90.
Bones and three or four others were the chief mourners. No coffin, simply a bit of old tarpaulin91 tied tightly at the feet and again round the neck, the canvas so short that the poor fugitive’s hair stuck out in a pathetic bunch. It was like burying a man at sea as they dropped him down into that hastily-dug hollow. O’Hara crossed himself. Bones said something that sounded kind. As for the girl, she wept bitterly, trembling like a leaf as she knelt by the grave-side. It made me wonder if I dreamed that sight—a grave in a South Sea forest, that silent, 282canvas-wrapt figure, and that innocent-looking girl with a world of sorrow, utter misery92 on her face. She wasn’t his daughter; there was something too passionately93 poetical94 in the things she said as she knelt there, caring not at all for the men who stared down at her with a misty95 look in their eyes.
Two days after that, she had sufficiently96 recovered so that she could venture to travel. The kindness of Bones and the shady characters was something that revealed in an indisputable manner that a woman’s presence and sorrow have more religious influence on sinful hearts than all the Psalms97.
No one knew the exact way of that girl’s going. But the favoured theory was that Bones and the Organization members had made a collection and so paid her fare in the next steamer that was bound for London.
Next day a clergyman arrived. “Ecclesiastical profession” was writ98 in sombre lines across his lean physiognomy.
“Who’s coming here next?” breathed O’Hara, as we looked up from the pages of our novels, making sure that he too was fleeing from the righteous arm of justice. But we were mistaken. He was simply a kind-hearted religious crank who spent his days in wandering from isle to isle seeking to reform fallen men. His woe-begone, melancholy99 aspect cast a deep gloom over the establishment as he moaned out sad quotations100 from his Bible, a gloom that pervaded101 the forest and darkened the sea horizon. Bones shook him heartily102 by the hand when he first arrived and said pious103 things. Bones had a face like cast-iron, but was soft-hearted and the finest hypocrite extant. Some of the honest sailormen, yielding to that sad ecclesiastic’s soft persuasion104, listened to long passages from the Psalms and Solomon’s Song. Then he took O’Hara and me down to the tribal villages 283and introduced us to some of the old-time chiefs. Shaggy old women prostrated105 themselves at his feet as he prayed for their souls.
It was very evident that he had been that way before. Everyone seemed to know him. I got to like him immensely during the two days that he stopped with Bones. His madness was interesting and original, and made an agreeable change after consorting106 with mortals who were quite sane. Then he, too, passed away on his melancholy wanderings.
After he went, there arrived a troupe107 of troubadours, who came from Melbourne as deck-passengers on a schooner108. Among their number were three American girls who turned that shanty into a kind of opéra bouffe, as they sang and step-danced in a wonderful way. The scene inside when the girls danced and the fat man played his guitar, looked like some living-picture representation of Madame Tussaud’s, as though all the lifeless criminals had been mysteriously awakened109 and were applauding the visitors, waving big hats in wild ecstasy110 at being serenaded so sweetly while in their degraded state. For, as they listened to the troubadours, about twenty of us stood by, looking on the shadowy scene lit up by the tallow candles that swung to and fro on wires suspended from the roof of the wide bar-room.
I believe the wandering troupe made a splendid collection that night. I know the fat man, with a big stomach, got very drunk, sang several songs, and then fell down. And the girls giggled111 all night long as they slept in the private compartment, wherein the unhappy fugitive girl had rested the night before.
Next day the troupe bade us all farewell, for they were bound for ’Frisco, and the boat was leaving at noon.
284I think O’Hara and I had been at the establishment for two weeks then. It wasn’t a long time, but I had seen more strange sides of life in that short time than one could well see under normal circumstances in twenty years. But it must be admitted that my immediate11 experiences seemed very vapid112 compared with the exciting adventures of the peculiar113 men who arrived at the Charity Hermitage and seemed never weary of telling their reminiscences and hairbreadth escapes to the new-comers. Even O’Hara opened his mouth in astonishment114 at all he heard from the lips of those who yearned115 to tell yarns116, as over and over again some strange old derelict would pull his whiskers while dropping into deep meditation117 as to “what happened next.” That Hermitage of the South Seas was a kind of Old Inn on life’s highway wherein sad men entered from the unknown, sat and drank, sang a song, and then departed out into the unknown, sometimes in a great hurry. Three extraordinary-looking beings arrived at the Hermitage one night. One resembled Don Quixote in extremis, another had a huge crooked118 nose that was swathed by a vast reddish beard, and the third had a huge, domed119 bald head that looked like a mighty billiard ball with flapping ears. They were attired120 in loose, dilapidated pantaloons, heavy belts, coloured shirts, and firearms, and might have been South Sea freebooters, blackbirders, or anything that is wild and lawless, if appearances are to be relied upon. They hadn’t been in the Organization Hermitage twelve hours before the half-caste surveillants arrived at the door. The three new-comers at once made a bolt out under the palms that led down to the seashore, a quarter of a mile off. And, if anyone had happened to pass along the sands that afternoon, they would assuredly have seen three weird121-looking objects with twinkling eyes sticking up out of the calm blue waters by the shore’s 285coral reefs. To an imaginative observer those objects would certainly have resembled the figureheads of three sunken Chinese junks, wooden faces protruding122, just visible at low-tide, the eyes glassy, staring at the sky, lips tightly compressed, the nostrils level with the ocean’s surface. But then again, the vast polished bald head of one was unaccountable, and the bristly hair of another toned down the weird unreality of the scene. For who ever saw a hideous Chinese junk’s figure-head with thick hair on its crown, and tobacco smoke issuing from its mouth? In short, those three objects were the heads of the three new-comers, their bodies hidden beneath the sea’s surface, their heads and nostrils exposed just sufficient so that they might inhale123 the breeze, as they hid from the surveillants! Next day the natives missed a twelve-seater outrigger canoe. And had high chief Makaroa looked seaward, instead of kneeling and weeping before his old idol124, he would have seen a small object fading away on the ocean horizon far to the S.W. It was none other than Makaroa’s missing canoe, with the three fugitives, out on the wide world of waters, bound for Nowhere! But all this is only a detail.
Perhaps it will not be out of place to tell one of the yarns that we heard at the Hermitage,—not a swash-buckling story, but a tale that had the indisputable ring of truth in it. The teller125 of the story was a weird-looking fellow of about fifty years of age. He had lived in the Solomons and Fiji for years. I think he was a trader. Anyway, he had travelled the South Seas in the old heathen times, had lived in Fiji when cannibalism126 was in vogue127, and King Thakombau reigned128 supreme129 over his dominions130 from the old capital of Bau. In these pages I will call him G——. I cannot reproduce his exquisite131 manner in telling a story. I had never heard anything like it before. He had lived in the isles132 to the 286east when Bully133 Hayes roamed the seas, when King Tembinok of Apamama was in his cannibal youthful prime, and Queen Vaekehu of Tai-o-hae welcomed many a dusky potentate134 into her impassioned arms.
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