John G. Paton, missionary to the New Hebrides, volume 1 (of 3) : $b An autobiography edited by his brotherPaton, John Gibson
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John G. Paton, missionary to the New Hebrides, volume 1 (of 3) : $b An autobiography edited by his brother
Paton, John Gibson
Missionaries -- Vanuatu -- Biography; Paton, John Gibson, 1824-1907
He was so excited, he could scarcely compose himself to hear my
explanations, which, when understood, he laughed at heartily. He again
urged me to leave in his vessel; he could not bear me to lead such a
life amongst savages. I explained to him my reasons for not leaving the
island, but these he seemed unable to understand. He put his men through
drill on shore, and left them under officers, ready for action at a
moment’s warning, saying they would all be the better for a day on
shore. He wished to take pot luck with me at our Mission House of one
room for all purposes! My humble dinner and tea must have been anything
but a treat for him, but he seemed to relish the deliverance for once
from all the conventionalisms of the world. Before he left, he sent of
his own accord for all the Chiefs within reach, and warned them that if
they hurt me or took my life, he would return with his Man-of-war and
punish them, by killing themselves and firing their villages; and that a
British Man-of-war would also come and set their island on fire. They
promised all possible good conduct, being undoubtedly put into great
terror. The kind-hearted Frenchman left, with profuse expressions of
admiration for my courage and of pity for my lot. No doubt he thought me
a foolish dreamer of dreams.
A miserable contrast befell us in the bad impression produced by the
conduct of one of Captain T——’s vessels in the Sydney sandal-wood trade.
Whale-boats had been sent out with Mr. Copeland and myself from Glasgow,
as part of the necessary equipment of every Missionary on these Islands.
Mine being rather large and heavy, I had sold it to one of T——’s
captains; but the other had also been left to my care. After having used
my boat for about twelve months—the best boat in that trade only being
expected to last two years—the Captain called on Mr. Copeland, and got a
note from him to me regarding the sale of his boat too. He declared,
when calling on me, that Mr. Copeland had authorized him to get his boat
from me in exchange for mine, which he had now been using for a year. I
asked for the letter, and found it to be authority for me to sell his
boat for cash only and at the same price as mine. Captain V—— then raged
at me and stormed, declaring that he would return my old boat, and take
the other in defiance of me. Swearing dreadfully, he made for his ship,
and returned with a large party of men whom he had picked up amongst the
Islands. Collecting also a company of Tannese, and offering them
tobacco, he broke down the fence, burst into the boat-house, and began
to draw out the boat. Here I reached the spot, and sternly opposed them.
He swore and foamed at me, and before the natives knocked and pulled me
about, even kicking at me, though I evaded his blows. Standing by, I
said in Tannese,—
“You are helping that man to steal my boat; he is stealing it as you
see.”
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