At home in FijiGordon Cumming, C. F. (Constance Frederica)
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At home in Fiji
Gordon Cumming, C. F. (Constance Frederica)
Fiji; Folklore -- Fiji
Whenever Ethel can be spared from her home-duties she comes with me on my
exploring expeditions, and sometimes carries a kettle, a small bottle of
milk, and a little packet of tea and sugar; then, while I am sketching,
she lights a fire and ministers to my comfort. The only drawback to the
delightful shady nooks, which we prefer, is the multitude of mosquitoes
which infest them. I am sure they scent out a fresh prey in me. Never
shall I forget my first day here, when I settled down to make a careful
study of a magnificent old banyan (identical, I think, with the _Ficus
religiosa_ of India). The mosquitoes assembled in myriads. Vainly did
Ethel and a wild-looking brown goat-herd sit, one on each side of me,
holding branches, with which to beat them off; and vainly did I slay six
or eight at a time, so often as I could pause to slap one hand on the
other. Thicker and thicker they swarmed (for there was not a breath of
air stirring in the thicket where we sat); so at last we had to give it
up and fly to cool our fevered hands and faces in the sea; then we lay
under the orange-trees in the old garden, and ate ripe golden fruit to
our hearts’ content. Next time I go to sketch in any such sheltered spot,
I shall hang up my mosquito-net to a tree, so as to lessen this maddening
distraction—though, of course, it will be rather dazzling to draw looking
through a fine white net.
How funny some of our incidents of common life would seem to you! Last
night I was awakened by the grunting of pigs all round my window, and
guessed that they had broken through their fence and got into the garden.
So I jumped up and gave them chase wildly, and succeeded in driving them
all out.
Mr Leefe owns a second small island, separated from this by a narrow
channel; there he keeps another flock of goats, and yesterday went over
to count them. He took us with him, much to Ethel’s delight, as the
Fijian shepherd has a pretty baby, which is her namesake and great pet.
We saw a curious natural rock-bridge on the coast, concerning which,
tradition says, a shark jumped through a cave and left this rock standing.
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