Missions -- New Guinea; New Guinea -- Description and travel
7_th_.--Our friend Lohiamalaka turned up again last evening; he did not
like leaving us. This morning he really set off, promising to visit us
at Port Moresby in October; that is, not this moon, nor the next, but the
one that follows. I asked for a little ginger to eat, and they have
brought it me in bundles. It is really good when green, with salt. A
large number of natives attended our service, and were truly orderly--not
a whisper, and during prayer every head bent. On the Astrolabe, the
other day, Lohiamalaka said he felt anxious for us in entering Janara.
Rua, through Kena, told him not to fear anything on our account, as the
Great Spirit was with us, and no harm could come near us. Last evening,
he was telling the people here of his fears, and what Rua said, "and how
true it was the Great Spirit or something is with them." At all the
villages Lohiamalaka repeated all he could remember of what he had been
told, and of our singing and praying. Every evening he would sit at the
tent door and get us to sing for the benefit of a crowd of natives
outside, who, having heard from himself of our musical powers, refused to
go to their homes at sunset, and insisted on remaining until after _noko_
(singing). When the Koiari visit the coast they go in for begging
largely, and they generally get what they ask, as the Motu people are
very much afraid of their spiritual power, they being thought to hold
power over the sun, wind, and rain, and manufacturing or withholding the
latter at will. When the Motu people hear that Koiarians are coming,
they hide their valuables. All the young swells here have head-dresses
of dogs' teeth, got from the seaside natives. At Eikiri, they told us
they got theirs by killing and stealing. We can truly say we are under
arms in this house--sixty-two spears overhead, four shields on walls, and
two stone clubs keeping watch at the door. A Makipili woman has been
telling Kena how she happens to be here. Formerly her people and these
were at enmity. Makipili sought peace, but had no pig. She was selected
to supply want of pig, and taken with food. When she grew up, the old
man (not her husband) insisted on her living with him.
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