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
The stream, of course, narrowed rapidly as we ascended, and in doing
so gained immensely in interest. Gradually we approached beautiful
mountain-ranges, and whenever we landed and ascended even the smallest
rising ground, we found ourselves encircled by a panorama of rare
loveliness. But of course, so long as we were on the water-level
our horizon was bounded by the river-banks, and after a while the
mere loveliness of vegetation became almost monotonous, and we found
ourselves gliding unheeding past forests of tree-ferns and grand old
trees, festooned with a network of lianas, rich and rare, such as a few
days previously would have driven us into ecstasies of delight. Here
and there, where some quiet pool in a rocky stream offered a tempting
bathing-place, we called a halt, and therein revelled, while the boatmen
were boiling the kettle and preparing breakfast or lunch in some shady
nook at a respectful distance. No words can describe to you how delicious
are such impromptu bathes in clear sparkling streams, embowered in
exquisite ferns, which meet overhead, throwing a cool shade on the water,
and forming a lovely tracery, through which you get glimpses of the
bluest sky. And the light that does reach you is mellowed, and the colour
of the great fronds is like that tender green of beech-woods in early
spring; and the water is so fresh and delightful that you would fain
prolong your bathe all day.
We halted several days at Navounindrala, where the river branches off
into two heads, the Wai Nimala and the Wai Nimbooco, both too shallow at
this season to admit of the large boat going any further; so, leaving it
at the junction, we transferred our three selves to one very large canoe,
while two ordinary ones carried our necessary goods. Thenceforward we
paddled and poled by turns, as occasion demanded; and when any difficulty
arose in ascending rapids, we invariably found ready helpers willing to
lend us their aid.
We first proceeded up the Wai Nimbooco, sleeping at various villages,
in which no white women had previously set foot; nor, indeed, any white
teacher, for it is only a year since these people were cannibal and
heathen. The first native teachers sent to them died in the measles, and
those now sent to replace them are men from the Windward Isles, half
Tongan, and they find great difficulty in mastering the mountain dialect,
which differs greatly from that of Bau and other coast districts. But the
people seem eager to make the very most of their small advantages, and
everywhere we find flourishing schools and most devout congregations; and
our party receives cordial welcome, the villagers crowding round to shake
hands, foreign fashion. I certainly prefer this to having my hand sniffed
impressively!
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