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第1章

  MYDEARCOLVIN,-Thisisahardandinterestingandbeautifullifethatweleadnow。OurplaceisinadeepcleftofVaeaMountain,somesixhundredfeetabovethesea,emboweredinforest,whichisourstranglingenemy,andwhichwecombatwithaxesanddollars。Iwentcrazyoveroutdoorwork,andhadatlasttoconfinemyselftothehouse,orliteraturemusthavegonebytheboard。NOTHINGissointerestingasweeding,clearing,andpath-making;theoversightoflabourersbecomesadisease;itisquiteaneffortnottodropintothefarmer;anditdoesmakeyoufeelsowell。Tocomedowncoveredwithmudanddrenchedwithsweatandrainaftersomehoursinthebush,change,rubdown,andtakeachairintheverandah,istotasteaquietconscience。AndthestrangethingthatImarkisthis:IfI
  gooutandmakesixpence,bossingmylabourersandplyingthecutlassorthespade,idiotconscienceapplaudsme;ifIsitinthehouseandmaketwentypounds,idiotconsciencewailsovermyneglectandthedaywasted。FornearafortnightI
  didnotgobeyondtheverandah;thenIfoundmyrushofworkrunout,andwentdownforthenighttoApia;putinSundayafternoonwithourconsul,’aniceyoungman,’dinedwithmyfriendH。J。Moorsintheevening,wenttochurch-noless-
  atthewhiteandhalf-whitechurch-Ihadneverbeenbefore,andwasmuchinterested;thewomanIsatnextLOOKEDafull-
  bloodnative,anditwasintheprettiestandreadiestEnglishthatshesangthehymns;backtoMoors’,whereweyarnedoftheislands,beingbothwidewanderers,tillbed-
  time;bed,sleep,breakfast,horsesaddled;roundtothemission,togetMr。Clarketobemyinterpreter;overwithhimtotheKing’s,whomIhavenotcalledonsincemyreturn;
  receivedbythatmildoldgentleman;havesomeinterestingtalkwithhimaboutSamoansuperstitionsandmyland-thesceneofagreatbattleinhisMalietoaLaupepa’syouth-
  theplacewhichwehaveclearedtheplatformofhisfort-
  thegulleyofthestreamfullofdeadbodies-thefightrolledoffupVaeamountain-side;backwithClarketotheMission;hadabitoflunchandconsultedoveraqueerpointofmissionarypolicyjustarisen,aboutournewTownHallandtheballsthere-toolongtogointo,butaquaintexampleoftheintricatequestionswhichspringupdailyinthemissionarypath。
  Thenoffupthehill;Jackveryfresh,thesuncloseonnoonstaringhot,thebreezeverystrongandpleasant;theineffablegreencountryallround-gorgeouslittlebirdsI
  thinktheyarehummingbirds,buttheysaynotskirmishinginthewaysideflowers。AboutaquarterwayupImetanativecomingdownwiththetrunkofacocoapalmacrosshisshoulder;hisbrownbreastglitteringwithsweatandoil:
  ’Talofa’-’Talofa,alii-Youseethatwhiteman?Hespeakforyou。’’Whitemanhegoneuphere?’-’IoeYes’-
  ’Tofa,alii’-’Tofa,soifua!’IputonJackupthesteeppath,tillheisallaswhiteasshavingstick-Brown’seuxesis,wishIhadsome-pastTanugamanono,abushvillage-seeintothehousesasIpass-theyareopenshedsscatteredonagreen-seethebrownfolksittingthere,sucklingkids,sleepingontheirstiffwoodenpillows-thenonthroughthewoodpath-andhereIfindthemysteriouswhitemanpoordevil!withhistwentyyears’certificateofgoodbehaviourasabook-keeper,frozenoutbythestrikesinthecolonies,comeuphereonachance,noworktobefound,bighotelbill,noshiptoleavein-andcomeuptobegtwentydollarsbecauseheheardIwasaScotchman,offeringtoleavehisportmanteauinpledge。Settlethis,andonagain;andheremyhousecomesinview,andawarwhoopfetchesmywifeandHenryorSimele,ourSamoanboy,onthefrontbalcony;andIamhomeagain,andonlysorrythatI
  shallhavetogodownagaintoApiathisdayweek。Icould,andwould,dwellhereunmoved,buttherearethingstobeattendedto。
  NeversayIdon’tgiveyoudetailsandnews。Thatisapictureofaletter。
  IhavebeenhardatworksinceIcame;threechaptersofTHE
  WRECKER,andsincethat,eightoftheSouthSeabook,and,alongandaboutandinbetween,ahatfulofverses。SomedayI’llsendtheversetoyou,andyou’llsayifanyofitisanygood。IhavegotinabetterveinwiththeSouthSeabook,asIthinkyouwillsee;Ithinkthesechapterswilldoforthevolumewithoutmuchchange。ThosethatIdidintheJANETNICOLL,underthemostungodlycircumstances,Ifearwillwantalotofsupplingandlightening,butIhopetohaveyourremarksinamonthortwouponthatpoint。ItseemsalongwhilesinceIhaveheardfromyou。Idohopeyouarewell。Iamwonderful,buttiredfromsomuchwork;
  ’tisreallyimmensewhatIhavedone;intheSouthSeabookI
  havefiftypagescopiedfair,someofwhichhasbeenfourtimes,andalltwicewritten,certainlyfiftypagesofsolidscrivinginsideafortnight,butIwasatitbysevena。m。
  tilllunch,andfromtwotillfourorfiveeveryday;betweenwhiles,verseandblowingontheflageolet;neveroutside。
  Ifyoucouldseethisplace!butIdon’twantanyonetoseeittillmyclearingisdone,andmyhousebuilt。Itwillbeahomeforangels。
  SofarIwroteaftermybitofdinner,somecoldmeatandbananas,onarrival。ThenouttoseewhereHenryandsomeofthemenwereclearingthegarden;foritwasplaintherewastobenoworkto-dayindoors,andImustsetinconsequencetofarmering。Istuckagoodwhileonthewayup,forthepaththereislargelymyownhandiwork,andtherewerealotofsproutsandsaplingsandstonestoberemoved。ThenI
  reachedourclearingjustwherethestreamsjoininone;ithadafineautumnsmellofburning,thesmokeblewinthewoods,andtheboyswereprettymerryandbusy。NowIhadaprivatedesign:-
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  TheVaita’eIhadexploredprettyfarup;notyettheotherstream,theVaituligag=nasaln,asnginsing;andupthat,withmywoodknife,Isetoffalone。Itisherequitedry;itwentthroughendlesswoods;aboutasbroadasaDevonshirelane,hereandtherecrossedbyfallentrees;hugetreesoverheadinthesun,drippinglianasandtuftedwithorchids,treeferns,fernsdependingwithairrootsfromthesteepbanks,greatarums-Ihadnotskillenoughtosayifanyofthemweretheediblekind,oneofourstapleshere!-
  hundredsofbananas-anotherstaple-andalas!Ihadskillenoughtoknowalloftheseforthebadkindthatbearsnofruit。MyHenrymoralisedoverthistheotherday;howharditwasthatthebadbananaflourishedwild,andthegoodmustbeweededandtended;andIhadnotthehearttotellhimhowfortunatetheywerehere,andhowhungrywereotherlandsbycomparison。Theascentofthislovelylaneofmydrystreamfilledmewithdelight。IcouldnotbutberemindedofoldMayneReid,asIhavebeenmorethanoncesinceIcametothetropics;andIthought,ifReidhadbeenstillliving,I
  wouldhavewrittentotellhimthat,for,me,ITHADCOME
  TRUE;andIthought,forbye,that,ifthegreatpowersgoonastheyaregoing,andtheChiefJusticedelays,itwouldcometruerstill;andthewar-conchwillsoundinthehills,andmyhomewillbeinclosedincamps,beforetheyearisended。Andallatonce-markyou,howMayneReidisonthespot-astrangethinghappened。Isawalianastretchacrossthebedofthebrookaboutbreast-high,swungupmyknifetoseverit,and-behold,itwasawire!Oneitherhanditplungedintothickbush;to-morrowIshallseewhereitgoesandgetaguessperhapsofwhatitmeans。To-dayI
  knownomorethan-thereitis。Alittlehigherthebrookbegantotrickle,thentofill。Atlast,asImeanttodosomeworkuponthehomewardtrail,itwastimetoturn。I
  didnotreturnbythestream;knifeinhand,aslongasmyendurancelasted,Iwastocutapathinthecongestedbush。
  Atfirstitwentillwithme;Igotbadlystungashighastheelbowsbythestingingplant;Iwasnearlyhunginatoughliana-arottentrunkgivingwayundermyfeet;itwasdeplorablebadbusiness。Andanaxe-ifIdaredswingone-
  wouldhavebeenmoretothepurposethanmycutlass。Ofasuddenthingsbegantogostrangelyeasier;Ifoundstumps,bushingoutagain;mybodybegantowonder,thenmymind;I
  raisedmyeyesandlookedahead;and,byGeorge,Iwasnolongerpioneering,Ihadstruckanoldtrackovergrown,andwasrestoringanoldpath。SoIlabouredtillIwasinsuchastatethatCarolinaWilhelminaSkeggscouldscarcehavefoundanameforit。Thereondesisted;returnedtothestream;mademywaydownthatstonytracktothegarden,wherethesmokewasstillhangingandthesunwasstillinthehightree-tops,andsohome。Here,fondlysupposingmylongdaywasover,Irubbeddown;exquisiteagony;waterspreadsthepoisonoftheseweeds;Igotitallovermyhands,onmychest,inmyeyes,andpresently,whileeatinganorange,ALARaratonga,burnedmylipandeyewithorangejuice。Now,allday,ourthreesmallpigshadbeenadrift,tothemortalperilofourcorn,lettuce,onions,etc。,andasIstoodsmartingonthebackverandah,beholdthethreepiglingsissuingfromthewoodjustopposite。InstantlyI
  gottogetherasmanyboysasIcould-three,andgotthepigspennedagainsttherampartofthesty,tilltheothersjoined;whereuponweformedacordon,closed,capturedthedeserters,anddroppedthem,squeakingamain,intotheirstrengthenedbarrackswhere,pleaseGod,theymaynowstay!
  Perhapsyoumaysupposethedaynowover;youarenottheheadofaplantation,myjuvenilefriend。Politicssucceeded:HenrygotadriftinhisEnglish,Benewastoocowardlytotellmewhathewasafter:result,Ihavelostsevengoodlabourers,andhadtositdownandwritetoyoutokeepmytemper。Letmesketchmylads-Henry-HenryhasgonedowntotownorIcouldnotbewritingtoyou-thiswerethehourofhisEnglishlessonelse,whenhelearnswhathecalls’longexpessions’or’yourchief’slanguage’forthematterofanhourandahalf-HenryisachieflingfromSavaii;Ionceloathed,Inowlikeand-pendingfreshdiscoveries-haveakindofrespectforHenry。Hedoesgoodworkforus;goesamongthelabourers,bossingandwatching;
  helpsFanny;iscivil,kindly,thoughtful;OSISICSEMPER!
  Butwillhebe’hissometimeselfthroughouttheyear’?
  Anyway,hehasdeservedofus,andhemustdisappointmesharplyereIgivehimup-Bene-orPeni-Ben,inplainEnglish-issupposedtobemyganger;theLordlovehim!
  Godmadeatrucklingcoward,thereishisfullhistory。Hecannottellmewhathewants;hedaresnottellmewhatiswrong;hedaresnottransmitmyordersortranslatemycensures。Andwithallthis,honest,sober,industrious,miserablysmilingoverthemiserableissueofhisownunmanliness-Paul-aGerman-cookandsteward-agluttonofwork-asplendidfellow;drawbacks,three:1nocook;