Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 1 (of 2)Melville, Herman
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Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Melville, Herman
Adventure stories; Polynesia -- Description and travel -- Fiction
Politely escorting us into his palace, Media did the honors by inviting
his guests to recline. He then seemed very anxious to impress us with
the fact, that, by bringing us to his home, and thereby charging the
royal larder with our maintenance, he had taken no hasty or imprudent
step. His merry butlers kept piling round us viands, till we were well
nigh walled in. At every fresh deposit, Media directing our attention
to the same, as yet additional evidence of his ample resources as a
host. The evidence was finally closed by dragging under the eaves a
felled plantain tree, the spike of red ripe fruit, sprouting therefrom,
blushing all over, at so rude an introduction to the notice of
strangers.
During this scene, Jarl was privily nudging Samoa, in wonderment, to
know what upon earth it all meant. But Samoa, scarcely deigning to
notice interrogatories propounded through the elbow, only let drop a
vague hint or two.
It was quite amusing, what airs Samoa now gave himself, at least toward
my Viking. Among the Mardians he was at home. And who, when there,
stretches not out his legs, and says unto himself, “Who is greater than
I?”
To be plain: concerning himself and the Skyeman, the tables were
turned. At sea, Jarl had been the oracle: an old sea-sage, learned in
hemp and helm. But our craft high and dry, the Upoluan lifted his crest
as the erudite pagan; master of Gog and Magog, expounder of all things
heathenish and obscure.
An hour or two was now laughed away in very charming conversation with
Media; when I hinted, that a couch and solitude would be acceptable.
Whereupon, seizing a taper, our host escorted us without the palace.
And ushering us into a handsome unoccupied mansion, gave me to
understand that the same was mine. Mounting to the dais, he then
instituted a vigorous investigation, to discern whether every thing was
in order. Not fancying something about the mats, he rolled them up into
bundles, and one by one sent them flying at the heads of his servitors;
who, upon that gentle hint made off with them, soon after returning
with fresh ones. These, with mathematical precision, Media in person
now spread on the dais; looking carefully to the fringes or ruffles
with which they were bordered, as if striving to impart to them a
sentimental expression.
This done, he withdrew.
CHAPTER LVII.
Taji Takes Counsel With Himself
My brief intercourse with our host, had by this time enabled me to form
a pretty good notion of the light, in which I was held by him and his
more intelligent subjects.
His free and easy carriage evinced, that though acknowledging my
assumptions, he was no way overawed by them; treating me as familiarly,
indeed, as if I were a mere mortal, one of the abject generation of
mushrooms.
The scene in the temple, however, had done much toward explaining this
demeanor of his. A demi-god in his own proper person, my claims to a
similar dignity neither struck him with wonder, nor lessened his good
opinion of himself.
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