But, strange to say, the sickness was worse than ever after this
episode, until the people got tired of trying to isolate the cases and
just left them in the villages. Crowds of people still died at this
time, and many of the corpses were left unburied, until at last we
began to think that we should all be finished off by the sickness,
which lasted many moons, perhaps sixteen or eighteen.
When at last the sickness did cease, the villages were half empty,
whole families had been swept away, and the few who were left were so
weak that most of the work in the villages had to be left undone. Then
many more died of the hunger and after-effects, because they were
unable to work to get food, and had no friends left to help them.
But one thing had to go on without cessation all the time, and that was
rubber collecting. It must have varied in quantity, but the supply was
never allowed to stop during all that dreadful time.
When our wives and children or mothers and fathers were sick and we
knew not what the end of the sickness would be, we still had to leave
them with others, or even alone, and go into the forest on another
errand—that of rubber collecting! Many a relative died in those days
without our ever knowing of their illness; but we were rubber men. Were
we not also slaves, having no choice but to go, even though the rubber
sap seemed to us sometimes like drops of our blood?
CHAPTER VIII
OTHER CHANGES. HOPE DEFERRED
A change of labour—We become hunters—A new demand—And new
difficulties—Failure—The sentry’s demand—The old men’s
plea—Murder—We tell the men of God—And complain to the rubber
man—The white chief—The things written in a book—And no remedy
comes—Hunting again—The English visitor—The white woman—Results of
making complaints—The sentries’ threats—The one way of
escape—“Better to be with the hunters than the hunted”—Another
sorrow—The sleeping-sickness—“Just a little while, and they die”—We
cry to the white people.
As I was telling you before, many of our people died of the “sickness
from above,” including a number of the young men who worked rubber. Of
necessity the supply of rubber became very small when there were so few
to collect it in the forest.
After the sickness was finished, and the white men found that it was
really true that so many of our people were dead, and that others were
still sick and unfit for work, they called us young men of Ekaka
together and told us some very good news. It was this. That they had
decided that we should make no more rubber, but be freed entirely from
that work on condition that we men would hunt antelopes for the white
man’s table, and bring smoked meat for his workmen’s rations, and that
our women would supply tökö (manioca cooked ready for eating) at stated
intervals.
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