John G. Paton, missionary to the New Hebrides, volume 2 (of 3) : $b An autobiography edited by his brotherPaton, John Gibson
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John G. Paton, missionary to the New Hebrides, volume 2 (of 3) : $b An autobiography edited by his brother
Paton, John Gibson
Missionaries -- Vanuatu -- Biography; Paton, John Gibson, 1824-1907
She told him that she had no fear of that kind, but explained to him
that we must for the present go to Aniwa, but would return to Tanna, if
the Lord opened up our way. Nowar, Arkurat, and the rest, seemed to be
genuinely grieved, and it touched my soul to the quick.
A beautiful incident was the outcome, as we learned only in long after
years. There was at that time an Aniwan Chief on Tanna, visiting
friends. He was one of their great Sacred Men. He and his people had
been promised a passage home in the _Dayspring_, with their canoes in
tow. When old Nowar saw that he could not keep us with himself, he
went to this Aniwan Chief, and took the white shells, the insignia of
Chieftainship, from his own arm, and bound them on the Sacred Man,
saying,—
“By these you promise to protect my Missionary and his wife and child
on Aniwa. Let no evil befall them; or, by this pledge, I and my people
will revenge it.”
In a future crisis, this probably saved our lives, as shall be
afterwards related. After all, a bit of the Christ-Spirit had found its
way into that old Cannibal’s soul! And the same Christ-Spirit in me
yearned more strongly still, and made it a positive pain to pass on to
another Island, and leave him in that dim-groping twilight of the soul.
Aniwa became my Mission Home in November, 1866; and ever since, save
on my, alas! too frequent deputation pilgrimages among Churches in
Great Britain and in the Colonies, it has been the heart and centre of
my personal labours amongst the Heathen. God never guided me back to
Tanna; but others, my dear friends, have seen His Kingdom planted and
beginning to grow amongst that slowly relenting race. Aniwa was to be
the land wherein my past years of toil and patience and faith were to
see their fruits ripening at length. I claimed Aniwa for Jesus, and by
the Grace of God Aniwa now worships at the Saviour’s feet.
The Island of Aniwa is one of the smaller isles of the New Hebrides. It
measures about nine miles by three and a half, and is everywhere girt
round with a belt of coral reef. The sea breaks thereon heavily, with
thundering roar, and the white surf rolls in furious and far. But there
are days of calm, when all the sea is glass, and the spray on the reef
is only a fringe of silver.
The ledges of coral rock indicate that Aniwa has been heaved up from
its ocean bed, at three or four separate bursts of mighty volcanic
power. No stone or other rock anywhere appears, but only and always
the coral, in its beautiful and mysterious variety. The highest land
is less than three hundred feet above the level of the sea; and though
the soil is generally light, there are patches good and deep, mostly
towards the southern end of the island, and near the crater of an
extinct volcano, where excellent plantations are found, and which, if
carefully cultivated, might support ten times the present population.
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