Stirring scenes in savage lands : $b An account of the manners, customs, habits and recreations, peaceful and warlike, of the uncivilised worldGreenwood, James
History
Stirring scenes in savage lands : $b An account of the manners, customs, habits and recreations, peaceful and warlike, of the uncivilised world
Greenwood, James
Anthropology
“There are but few tales in Samoa in which we can trace the deluge;
nor are these circumstantial as those which obtain in some other parts
of the Pacific. It is the universal belief, however, ‘that of old, the
fish swam where the land now is;’ and tradition now adds, when the
waters abated, many of the fish of the sea were left on the land, and
afterwards were changed into stones. Hence, they say, there are stones
in abundance in the bush and among the mountains which were once sharks
and other inhabitants of the deep.”
The Figians, islanders of the same group, have an advantage over the
Samoans in this last mythological matter of the deluge. They have
at least half-a-dozen versions of the great flood, of which the two
following, furnished by Ellis and Williams, will serve:
“They speak of a deluge which, according to some of their accounts, was
partial, but in others is stated to have been universal. The cause of
the great flood was the killing of Turukana--a favourite bird belonging
to Udengei--by two mischievous lads, the grandsons of the god. These,
instead of apologizing for their offence, added insolent language to
the outrage, and fortifying, with the assistance of their friends, the
town in which they lived, defied Udengei to do his worst. It is said,
that although it took the angry god three months to collect his forces,
he was unable to subdue the rebels, and, disbanding his army, resolved
on more efficient revenge. At his command the dark clouds gathered
and burst, pouring streams on the devoted earth. Towns, hills, and
mountains were successively submerged; but the rebels, secure in the
superior height of their own dwelling-place, looked on without concern.
But when at last the terrible surges invaded their fortress, they
cried for direction to a god, who, according to various accounts, sent
them a shaddock punt, or two canoes, or taught them to build a canoe
themselves. However, all agree the remnant of the human race was saved:
the number was eighty.”
So says Mr. Williams. Now for a literal translation, furnished by Mr.
Osmond to Mr. Ellis:
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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