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
On the following morning, Sunday 19th, we neared Ovalau, and found
ourselves surrounded by many isles, of which we caught glimpses from
time to time; but thick mist alternated with downpours of rain, and the
isles looked grey and cold, like many much nearer home! It was early dawn
when we found ourselves lying off Levuka, the capital; but the land was
shrouded in dense mist, and not a glimpse could we obtain of the hills,
which rise to a height of 3000 feet just behind the town. What mattered
more, we were for nine hours in rough water outside the coral-reef (which
encircles the isle of Ovalau at about a mile from the shore), and were
actually within sound of the church bells, though we could see literally
nothing till a lull in the storm revealed the passage—_i.e._, the opening
in the barrier reef, through which we passed into the quiet harbour of
Levuka.
Just then a bright gleam of sunshine fell like a ray of promise on the
little town, with its background of richly wooded hills, and dark craggy
pinnacles far overhead, appearing above the white wreaths of floating
mist. It was very lovely, and we were duly charmed; but our delight on
arriving was somewhat damped by finding ourselves utterly unexpected.
Great was the perturbation in Levuka when the inhabitants, coming
peacefully out of church, perceived the Egmont quietly steaming in!
Greater still was the excitement at Nasova, for no one seemed to have
believed Lady Gordon was really coming, and her new house is still a mere
skeleton. Even the Engineers were not expected for some days. Indeed, the
official information of their having left England arrived about an hour
after themselves, by a mail _viâ_ New Zealand!
After some delay Sir Arthur came and took us ashore to Nasova, where
we had lunch in the house which was built to be the council-chamber of
Thakombau’s Government—a place of many memories, the last being its use
as a hospital-barrack during the recent terrible scourge of measles, from
which, in spite of most tender nursing by Captain Olive, R.N., several of
his men died. (I must explain that Captain Olive came here with Commodore
Goodenough, and liked the place and people so much that he was appointed
head of the native constabulary; and now he is a sort of additional
A.D.C. to the Governor.)
In the evening we all returned on board the Egmont, as no other quarters
were ready for us. Early next morning Lady Gordon and the children
went ashore, but I stayed on board, thinking I might as well secure a
sketch of the town from the ship, as the view thence was lovely. In
the afternoon Captain Knollys brought back the children, and Captain
Havelock came to say that his wife had prepared a corner for me in her
wee bungalow, charmingly perched on a breezy headland overlooking the
harbour. This was pleasant news; and I soon found myself cordially
welcomed to a most cosy little nest, very small, but one of the nicest
little homes here.
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