CHAPTER XXVIII. NATURAL HISTORY Natural history of the valley—Golden lizards—Tameness of the birds—Mosquitoes—Flies—Dogs—A solitary cat—The climate—The cocoa-nut tree—Singular modes of climbing it—An agile young chief—Fearlessness of the children—Too-too and the cocoa-nut tree—The birds of the valley. CHAPTER XXIX. TATTOOING A professor of the fine arts—His persecutions—Something about tattooing and tabooing—Two anecdotes in illustration of the latter—A few thoughts on the Typee dialect. CHAPTER XXX. MUSIC Strange custom of the islanders—Their chanting, and the peculiarity of their voice—Rapture of the king at first hearing a song—A new dignity conferred on the author—Musical instruments in the valley—Admiration of the savages at beholding a pugilistic performance—Swimming infant—Beautiful tresses of the girls—Ointment for the hair. CHAPTER XXXI. CANNIBALISM Apprehensions of evil—Frightful discovery—Some remarks on cannibalism—Second battle with the Happars—Savage spectacle—Mysterious feast—Subsequent disclosures. CHAPTER XXXII. ATTEMPT TO ESCAPE The stranger again arrives in the valley—Singular interview with him—Attempt to escape—Failure—Melancholy situation—Sympathy of Marheyo. CHAPTER XXXIII. THE ESCAPE The escape SEQUEL NOTE.—The Author of “Typee” was more than two years in the South Seas, after escaping from the valley, as recounted in the last chapter. Some time after returning home the foregoing narrative was published, though it was little thought at the time that this would be the means of revealing the existence of Toby, who had long been given up for lost. But so it proved. The story of his escape supplies a natural sequel to the adventure, and as such it is now added to the volume. It was related to the Author by Toby himself. APPENDIX ILLUSTRATIONS Fayaway and I had a delightful little party on the lake I found him ripe for the enterprise, and a very few words sufficed for a mutual understanding between us At last we gained the top of the second elevation We were soon completely encircled by a dense throng The body was carried into the house and laid on a mat Thus arrayed, I would have matched the charming Fayaway against any beauty in the world Mehevi About midnight I arose and drew the slide TYPEE CHAPTER I The sea—Longings for shore—A land-sick ship—Destination of the voyagers.