In the South Seas eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 372 pages of information about In the South Seas.

In the South Seas eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 372 pages of information about In the South Seas.

In short, in the whole field of the South Seas, there is not one to blame another.  Half blood and whole, pious and debauched, intelligent and dull, all men believe in ghosts, all men combine with their recent Christianity fear of and a lingering faith in the old island deities.  So, in Europe, the gods of Olympus slowly dwindled into village bogies; so to-day, the theological Highlander sneaks from under the eye of the Free Church divine to lay an offering by a sacred well.

I try to deal with the whole matter here because of a particular quality in Paumotuan superstitions.  It is true I heard them told by a man with a genius for such narrations.  Close about our evening lamp, within sound of the island surf, we hung on his words, thrilling.  The reader, in far other scenes, must listen close for the faint echo.

This bundle of weird stories sprang from the burial and the woman’s selfish conjuration.  I was dissatisfied with what I heard, harped upon questions, and struck at last this vein of metal.  It is from sundown to about four in the morning that the kinsfolk camp upon the grave; and these are the hours of the spirits’ wanderings.  At any time of the night—­it may be earlier, it may be later—­a sound is to be heard below, which is the noise of his liberation; at four sharp, another and a louder marks the instant of the re-imprisonment; between-whiles, he goes his malignant rounds.  ’Did you ever see an evil spirit?’ was once asked of a Paumotuan.  ‘Once.’  ‘Under what form?’ ‘It was in the form of a crane.’  ’And how did you know that crane to be a spirit?’ was asked.  ’I will tell you,’ he answered; and this was the purport of his inconclusive narrative.  His father had been dead nearly a fortnight; others had wearied of the watch; and as the sun was setting, he found himself by the grave alone.  It was not yet dark, rather the hour of the afterglow, when he was aware of a snow-white crane upon the coral mound; presently more cranes came, some white, some black; then the cranes vanished, and he saw in their place a white cat, to which there was silently joined a great company of cats of every hue conceivable; then these also disappeared, and he was left astonished.

This was an anodyne appearance.  Take instead the experience of Rua-a-mariterangi on the isle of Katiu.  He had a need for some pandanus, and crossed the isle to the sea-beach, where it chiefly flourishes.  The day was still, and Rua was surprised to hear a crashing sound among the thickets, and then the fall of a considerable tree.  Here must be some one building a canoe; and he entered the margin of the wood to find and pass the time of day with this chance neighbour.  The crashing sounded more at hand; and then he was aware of something drawing swiftly near among the tree-tops.  It swung by its heels downward, like an ape, so that its hands were free for murder; it depended safely by the slightest twigs; the speed of its coming was incredible; and soon Rua recognised it for a corpse, horrible with age, its bowels hanging as it came.  Prayer was the weapon of Christian in the Valley of the Shadow, and it is to prayer that Rua-a-mariterangi attributes his escape.  No merely human expedition had availed.

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