The God of Civilization: A RomancePittock, M. A., Mrs.
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The God of Civilization: A Romance
Pittock, M. A., Mrs.
Dime novels; Love stories; Oceania -- Description and travel -- Fiction
The bronzed arm of Ahleka was now held firmly in Kalui’s left hand,
while in his right he held a little instrument resembling a pair of
scissors. He quickly cut a piece of quivering flesh from the arm, above
the elbow. Ahleka instantly placed his finger over the bleeding wound.
Mabel then extended her arm, at the same time averting her head. In an
instant the cruel cut was made, and the dark hued circle from Ahleka’s
arm was placed in the wound on Mabel’s arm, which was quickly bound
about with soft fibre cloth; then, the little white bit of skin was
bound on Ahleka’s arm. Thanking Kalui, they retraced their footsteps to
the beach.
“Now Ahleka, do you doubt my love?” enquired Mabel, as they walked
slowly back.
“No, I do not doubt you, how could I? but I have a terrible dread of the
difference you will see between the young men of your country and
myself. They have the advantage of me in education, refinement, in fact
in everything.”
“Not in everything, and really, but in very few things; not in
refinement, surely, for no refinement can be greater than true
manliness. You have been taught to be honest, generous, gentle and just,
and no amount of education could make you more fit to be loved, trusted
and honored than you are. In the knowledge of books, and in the ways of
the world beyond your own beautiful island, you are, to be sure,
untaught. But that is a little matter; you can soon learn all you need
to know of that.”
“Is it true that you feel so? But still, I fear that when you see me
ridiculed and made light of, on account of my ignorance, your heart will
grow cold toward me.”
“Never while I live, can that happen, Ahleka. The woman is not worthy
the name, who would let the words or actions of others turn her against
the man she has promised to love.”
Ahleka bent over her and gently touched his lips to her shining hair.
“Ah,” said he, “could any man have sweeter proof of woman’s love than
you have given to me!”
They had, by this time, reached the beach where the sailors from the
Eliza Judd and the inhabitants of Kaahlanai were collected. As they
approached, Captain Gray addressed them, “The task of supplying the Judd
with water is about completed. The captain and part of the crew are
going over to the village to have dinner with us. Then before sunset, we
will return here, whence we will take the boats for the Judd and at last
be on our way home.”
CHAPTER XIX.
“Now, that you have seen our island-home, what do you think of it?”
inquired Mabel of Captain Harris, of the Eliza Judd. “Do you not think
it a most delightful place?”
“Well, I can’t say as I would like to live here the rest of my days
myself; but of course it’s all right for them that like it,” answered
Captain Harris.
“Oh, it is so lovely here. I cannot imagine a pleasanter place in the
world.”
“Is that so, now? but all seem mighty glad to go away from it all the
same. How do you account for that, young lady?”
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