Most of the members of the visiting party were shocked and thought
it was a pity the people had no more sense, and they foresaw the
possible consequences, but the folk should not be so foolish!—they
would, however, soon learn better. But the secret was out and the drink
fiend had come in their midst. The poor fellows were carried home and
their friends were cautioned as to the danger, but they might just as
well have been cautioned not to let the lightning flash—one would not
have been more difficult than the other; several cases of drunkenness
occurred the following day,—and the visitors had not been there a week.
Then in the evenings, after the serious day’s work was over, the people
asked the strangers to join them in conversation, being hospitable and
kind. Congreve, who was an inveterate smoker, had got Keeth, a chemist,
to sterilise some particular leaves which Dawson had found, rolled and
dried, and these were smoked by the visitors with delight; and they,
being hospitable and friendly also, could not sit there talking and
enjoying their smokes without offering similar cigars to their friends.
Such exchange of courtesy could not be denied, and what was good for
one could not harm two, so the natives followed the example of their
visitors and smoked with them, and, anxious to please and entertain
their guests, the spirit was brought out also. By this time, being
accustomed to live so near the sun, they perceived that though the
climate had not changed perceptibly, the evenings were a little chilly,
and they needed warm and cosy rooms to maintain their bodily heat, thus
fires had to be made, and as they were all seated around talking over
their experiences and discussing matters of great interest to all, it
was only natural that, seeing there was plenty of spirit and water,
Holt should suggest a warm drink the better to keep out the cold—and
Keeth, who was an adept at compounding appetising liquors, was called
upon to show the people what he could do; so with the boiling water,
some fruits, spirit and other ingredients, he made a splendid drink,
which was handed round, steaming hot, and swallowed with avidity.
The natives were assured it would do them good, and they knew it was
so by the taste and by the delightful feeling of inward warmth and
invigoration which followed. As the evening wore on all drank freely
of the comforting beverage, and the natives blessed their visitors for
showing them a new and enjoyable use for the material which they had
made for years and years, all their lives in fact, yet hitherto had
never attempted to drink. With the smoke and wine came games, and it
amused these ingenuous folk to play at winning shells from one another;
they were found in thousands on the sea-shore, and it was an exciting
pastime for chilly evenings—a pastime in which they soon became adepts;
then the lust for gambling became rooted in their simple minds, and
their visitors gave them to understand that, whatever the consequences
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