In the midst of the wood was the hallowed “hoolah hoolah” ground—set
apart for the celebration of the fantastical religious ritual of these
people—comprising an extensive oblong pi-pi, terminating at either end
in a lofty terraced altar, guarded by ranks of hideous wooden idols,
and with the two remaining sides flanked by ranges of bamboo sheds,
opening towards the interior of the quadrangle thus formed. Vast trees,
standing in the middle of this space, and throwing over it an
umbrageous shade, had their massive trunks built round with slight
stages, elevated a few feet above the ground, and railed in with canes,
forming so many rustic pulpits, from which the priests harangued their
devotees.
This holiest of spots was defended from profanation by the strictest
edicts of the all-pervading “taboo,” which condemned to instant death
the sacrilegious female who should enter or touch its sacred precincts,
or even so much as press with her feet the ground made holy by the
shadows that it cast.
Access was had to the enclosure through an embowered entrance on one
side, facing a number of towering cocoa-nut trees, planted at intervals
along a level area of a hundred yards. At the farther extremity of this
space was to be seen a building of considerable size, reserved for the
habitation of the priests and religious attendants of the grove.
In its vicinity was another remarkable edifice, built as usual upon the
summit of a pi-pi, and at least two hundred feet in length, though not
more than twenty in breadth. The whole front of this latter structure
was completely open, and from one end to the other ran a narrow
verandah, fenced in on the edge of the pi-pi with a picket of canes.
Its interior presented the appearance of an immense lounging-place, the
entire floor being strewn with successive layers of mats, lying between
parallel trunks of cocoa-nut trees, selected for the purpose from the
straightest and most symmetrical the vale afforded.
To this building, denominated in the language of the natives, the “Ti,”
Mehevi now conducted us. Thus far we had been accompanied by a troop of
the natives of both sexes; but as soon as we approached its vicinity,
the females gradually separated themselves from the crowd, and standing
aloof, permitted us to pass on. The merciless prohibitions of the taboo
extended likewise to this edifice, and were enforced by the same
dreadful penalty that secured the hoolah hoolah ground from the
imaginary pollution of a woman’s presence.
On entering the house, I was surprised to see six muskets ranged
against the bamboo on one side, from the barrels of which depended as
many small canvas pouches, partly filled with powder. Disposed about
these muskets, like the cutlasses that decorate the bulkhead of a
man-of-war’s cabin, were a great variety of rude spears and paddles,
javelins, and war-clubs. This then, said I to Toby, must be the armoury
of the tribe.
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