One night while at this island we had a severe earthquake. It had been
a most beautiful evening, and I had been amusing the chief with stories
of my country. Just before bed-time we went into the house, got out
some yams and fish to eat and had just got seated when we heard a loud
rumbling noise. The chief jumped and ran out of the house and before
I could imagine what was the matter, the food was going one way and
I another. I started to crawl to the door, fearing the house would
be down on me, for by this time I perceived what the matter was, but
before I reached the door it was all over. The next morning I asked the
natives what was the occasion of the earthquake. They told me there
was a monstrous great spirit, who lived on the big island in a very
deep cave, whom they called Bookeegodinga. He laid on his back with
his knees drawn up, and his least motion shook the earth, and when he
rolled over, which was very seldom, it made a great earthquake. None of
them had ever seen this giant spirit, but some had seen his cave. They
frequently made him presents of mats, tappah and oil, carrying them to
the mouth of the cave and leaving the Umbaty to get him to accept them.
I presume he knew what became of them.
Shortly after this we visited the island of Cantab. We started in a
large double canoe with about a hundred souls on board, and arrived
about noon. The natives here showed the greatest respect to our chief,
all sitting down on his approach, and remaining seated until he had
passed. It is considered by them very disrespectful to stand when a
great chief or king passes, or to talk loud on indifferent subjects
in his presence, and it is sometimes punished with death. For such
misdemeanor the offender must take an arrow or spear in his hand, and
approaching the chief in the most humble manner, beg his pardon, and
when the latter is satisfied that sufficient penitence has been shown,
he grants his forgiveness. Sometimes for very great crimes, in addition
to the above ceremony they are required to make liberal presents of
whales' teeth. This is in cases of murder or for enticing away another
man's wife, which is always visited with the heaviest punishment.
This island had formerly been under its own government. The natives
were great warriors, and had never been conquered until the people at
Raver got muskets and subjected them, making them tributary to Raver.
The Raver natives considered them very valuable subjects. I heard there
was a white man residing on the other side of the island and asked my
chief for permission to visit him, but he refused saying it was an
enemy's town and the Raver people dared not go there. The fact was,
however, that he was afraid I should not come back. While here we were
supplied by the natives with provisions in the greatest abundance. We
remained a few days collecting tribute, and returned home deeply laden
with tappah, mats and coconut oil, which was divided among the chiefs
according to their rank.
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