On Wednesday morning at seven we crossed the lake in smooth water. A
dozen canoes had been brought for us; of which several were good boats,
over thirty feet long and four feet wide, hollowed from a single tree.
The morning was bright and the sail across was delightful. We landed at
Ambohitsoa, just where an arm of the lake runs in to the eastern hills.
And when we stood at the top of the bank, and looked around, the view
was simply enchanting. The lake stretched far away to the southward, its
waters of a clear, delicate blue; to the north its many arms ran in
among the purple hills; the green swamp with its dense forest of tall,
shapely reeds, lay to the west: the headlands were dotted with villages,
each with its little church: the mountains lay behind us, crowned with
dark woods: and over all was the clear azure of an unclouded sky. As we
stood silently contemplating this vast and varied picture, we thought we
had beheld no fairer scene in all Madagascar than the landscape at our
feet.
Three miles away toward the south, and on the road home again, was the
village of Márosalázana, a neat, clean place of fifty houses. Our visit
had been expected, and made quite a gala day among the kind and simple
people of this retired corner of the world. Some four hundred had
assembled, dressed in their best. And in the centre of the village, on a
raised platform, sat all the scholars ready to be examined. Their
dresses and ornaments were quite a study. The Hova girls had the smooth
hair and braided bands, common in Imerina. The Sihánaka women and girls
had their hair in numerous plaited strands: they wore numerous chains
round the neck, with coins and medals; they had also bracelets and
armlets: and their dresses were chiefly of blue “Pondicherry cloth.” It
was a pleasure to look on their bright, happy faces, and see the keen,
inquiring looks with which they scanned our dress and faces, and noted
everything we said and did. The elder of the village, a venerable and
genial old man, at once came forward with the people and bade us
welcome. After the usual inquiries and presents, which included some
enormous sugar canes, he spoke of the object of our visit, told us of
the wants of the churches and schools; and expressed on the part of all
their thanks and their joy in the prospect of having Mr. Pearse to live
among them.
Mr. Sibree then examined the scholars; and they seemed proud to exhibit
their attainments and the efforts they had made to get on. They read
from their school books and the New Testament: answered readily
questions from the Catechism and sang to us several hymns. Their teacher
had been diligent and faithful; and it was a pleasure specially to
recognise the earnestness with which, unknown to men, he had been doing
his appointed work. This was one of the most pleasant opportunities and
interviews we had enjoyed with the Sihánaka people: and it proved to be
the last. The impressions which it left can never be effaced.
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