"About half an hour before noon, a number of the natives whom we had
seen in the morning, again made their appearance, with several large
calabashes of water, and a quantity of taro and bread-fruit for our use.
Rokoa distributed among them some trifling presents, which they hastily
concealed among the folds of their maros. A few moments afterwards
Mowno himself emerged from the grove, attended by the remainder of the
party we had seen in the morning. There was now a further distribution
of presents, when I perceived the reason why the first comers had so
hastily concealed the trifles which had been given them. All presents,
no matter on whom bestowed, seemed to be regarded as the especial
perquisites of the chief, and a youth, who acted as Mowno's personal
attendant, presently went round among the others, collecting and taking
possession of everything which he had seen them receive. This was
submitted to without remonstrance, and apparently as a matter of course,
though by no means cheerfully.
"Soon after this somewhat autocratic proceeding, Mowno turned abruptly
to Barton, and saying that he must now return to the village, invited
him to go with him to visit it. Barton appearing to hesitate, the chief
pressed the matter so earnestly that his suspicions were aroused, and he
peremptorily declined. Mowno's angry looks evinced his displeasure, and
after walking about for a quarter of an hour in sullen silence, with
very much the demeanour of a spoiled child thwarted in his whim, he at
length made a similar request of me, letting drop at the same time, some
expression to the effect that one of us _must_ go with him. Fortunately
Rokoa, whose high spirit would have taken instant offence at the least
semblance of a threat, did not hear this. I saw plainly, that for some
reason, the young chief had set his heart upon having either Barton or
myself visit his village, and I suspected this was, in fact, the sole
object of his return. I observed, also, that his party was somewhat
more numerous, and much better armed than it had been in the morning,
and I had no doubt that, rather than suffer himself to be baffled in his
purpose, he would resort to force to accomplish it.
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