British -- Oceania -- Fiction; Missionaries -- Fiction
The brown women and children he set to collecting for themselves all
the food they could find along the shore. He also gave them some
lengths of rope, and bade them untwist it for fishing-lines and then
start fishing from the ledge with splinters for hooks.
"You will probably find the bottom of the valley scoured out, Cathie,"
he said; "but there should be both fruit and animals on the hillsides.
We may have to replenish the island from there."
When the work was well forward, he set out with his little band to
cross the island by One-Tree Pass, and found the passage extremely
difficult. For the cloud seemed to have finally broken on the saddle
of the hills, and in many places the road they had built with such
labour and difficulty was washed completely away, and in other places
it was buried deep under slides of broken rock.
They found their way over the ridge, however, and saw at once that the
deluge had wrought heavily on the further side also. The long slope
was deeply scored and furrowed, but there were houses and palm-trees
still standing down below, and they went on quickly to see how the
brown folk had fared.
The villagers welcomed them heartily and received their news with
amazement. The storm above and the storm below had terrified them.
The water had come down the hill in cascades, but the long stretch had
dissipated much of its force before it reached them. Then the great
wave had swept across the beach and carried away all their boats.
Their palms and plantations had suffered heavily, and they had picked
up a number of dead pigs and goats, but otherwise there had been no
loss of life. They had not overmuch food, but what they had they were
quite willing to share with the others who had none. And Blair's
heart, still sore over the defection of the western men, was comforted
somewhat by their simple kindliness.
They stayed the night, and Blair explained more fully the disasters on
the other side of the island and the temporary aberration of Ha'o's
people, and begged them, if there should be any attempt at raiding, to
treat the others as reasonably as might be, remembering what they had
gone through.
They set off again very early in the morning, carrying such burden of
food as was possible on the rough road they had to travel, and reached
the huts by the sea before midday. The brown men had taken possession
and received them in sulky silence.
Blair gave the food to the women and children, and to the men some bits
of his mind in his own special way. He acknowledged the direness of
the catastrophe, but bade them remember that the white men had suffered
equally and yet had not lost their heads or their heart. He told them
to be grateful for their lives, and assured them that there was no need
for despair.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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