British -- Oceania -- Fiction; Missionaries -- Fiction
"It's better than nothing," said Aunt Jannet. "It keeps them from
looking absolutely indecent anyway, and as for the children it doesn't
matter," for the children all flatly refused any attempt to clothe
them. Time after time she had made furtive experiments on them, but
they all proved abortive. They took her gifts of cloth and so on
willingly, but turned them to unexpected and unintended uses.
Within six months the children were coming to school--some of them, and
irregularly--and were actually, in some cases, beginning to have vague
ideas as to why they came. It was not much, but it was in the right
direction.
Within six months the white men had learned enough of the language to
be able, with their additional slight knowledge of Samoan, to
understand and make themselves understood--to some extent. And the
brown men, in exchange, had acquired a number of English words and had
added considerably to their repertoire of hymns--the tunes they picked
up marvellously, and the words they chattered like parrots.
They had also learned to handle white men's tools with facility, and
they still stole them when opportunity offered, though not quite so
freely as at first. They had also seen marvellous things come up out
of the earth from the white men's plantings, and had learned to what
uses they could be put. They had seen wonders of the white men's
ingenuity, chief among which was the diversion of a rapid little
stream, which from time immemorial had flowed to the sea on the other
side of the ridge. By a very simple damming operation, to which the
cracks and cavities of the ridge readily lent themselves, the torrent
now came down the nearer side, and by means of a water-wheel, of John
MacNeil's construction operated a circular saw and various other
labour-saving appliances, and then flowed in a sparkling stream through
the middle of the mission settlement. The water-wheel and the circular
saw were endless enjoyments to the brown men, women, and children, and
they would sit watching them by the hour when they could have been more
profitably employed about their other affairs.
Matters politic had also advanced somewhat. In place of three parties
in the close neighbourhood of the station, there were now only two.
Ra'a was still at large in the hills, but the leaderless faction had
gradually disintegrated, some few joining him, but the larger portion
returning by degrees to their allegiance to Ha'o, drawn thereto by the
manifest advantages of the white men's friendliness.
And Ha'o himself had behaved well. Constant intercourse, even through
the misty medium of scarce understood tongues, with men like Blair and
Stuart and Evans, could not but have its effect on any man, and on this
clear-headed, sharp-witted savage the effects had been very marked.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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