Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 2 (of 2)Melville, Herman
Philosophy
Mardi, and a voyage thither, Vol. 2 (of 2)
Melville, Herman
Adventure stories; Polynesia -- Description and travel -- Fiction
According to Mohi, not one solitary tree bearing fruit, not one
esculent root, grows in all the isle; the population wholly depending
upon the large tribute remitted from the neighboring shores.
“It is not that the soil is unproductive,” said Mohi, “that these
things are so. It is extremely fertile; but the inhabitants say that it
would be wrong to make a Bread-fruit orchard of the holy island.”
“And hence, my lord,” said Babbalanja, “while others are charged with
the business of their temporal welfare, these Islanders take no thought
of the morrow; and broad Maramma lies one fertile waste in the lagoon.”
CHAPTER II.
They Land
Coming close to the island, the pennons and trappings of our canoes
were removed; and Vee-Vee was commanded to descend from the shark’s
mouth; and for a time to lay aside his conch. In token of reverence,
our paddlers also stripped to the waist; an example which even Media
followed; though, as a king, the same homage he rendered, was at times
rendered himself.
At every place, hitherto visited, joyous crowds stood ready to hail our
arrival; but the shores of Maramma were silent, and forlorn.
Said Babbalanja, “It looks not as if the lost one were here.”
At length we landed in a little cove nigh a valley, which Mohi called
Uma; and here in silence we beached our canoes.
But presently, there came to us an old man, with a beard white as the
mane of the pale horse. He was clad in a midnight robe. He fanned
himself with a fan of faded leaves. A child led him by the hand, for he
was blind, wearing a green plantain leaf over his plaited brow.
Him, Media accosted, making mention who we were, and on what errand we
came: to seek out Yillah, and behold the isle.
Whereupon Pani, for such was his name, gave us a courteous reception;
and lavishly promised to discover sweet Yillah; declaring that in
Maramma, if any where, the long-lost maiden must be found. He assured
us, that throughout the whole land he would lead us; leaving no place,
desirable to be searched, unexplored.
And so saying, he conducted us to his dwelling, for refreshment and
repose.
It was large and lofty. Near by, however, were many miserable hovels,
with squalid inmates. But the old man’s retreat was exceedingly
comfortable; especially abounding in mats for lounging; his rafters
were bowed down by calabashes of good cheer.
During the repast which ensued, blind Pani, freely partaking, enlarged
upon the merit of abstinence; declaring that a thatch overhead, and a
cocoanut tree, comprised all that was necessary for the temporal
welfare of a Mardian. More than this, he assured us was sinful.
He now made known, that he officiated as guide in this quarter of the
country; and that as he had renounced all other pursuits to devote
himself to showing strangers the island; and more particularly the best
way to ascend lofty Ofo; he was necessitated to seek remuneration for
his toil.
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