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vailima letters-第2章

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longer pioneering; I had struck an old track overgrown; and 

was restoring an old path。  So I laboured till I was in such 

a state that Carolina Wilhelmina Skeggs could scarce have 

found a name for it。  Thereon desisted; returned to the 

stream; made my way down that stony track to the garden; 

where the smoke was still hanging and the sun was still in 

the high tree…tops; and so home。  Here; fondly supposing my 

long day was over; I rubbed down; exquisite agony; water 

spreads the poison of these weeds; I got it all over my 

hands; on my chest; in my eyes; and presently; while eating 

an orange; A LA Raratonga; burned my lip and eye with orange 

juice。  Now; all day; our three small pigs had been adrift; 

to the mortal peril of our corn; lettuce; onions; etc。; and 

as I stood smarting on the back verandah; behold the three 

piglings issuing from the wood just opposite。  Instantly I 

got together as many boys as I could … three; and got the 

pigs penned against the rampart of the sty; till the others 

joined; whereupon we formed a cordon; closed; captured the 

deserters; and dropped them; squeaking amain; into their 

strengthened barracks where; please God; they may now stay!



Perhaps you may suppose the day now over; you are not the 

head of a plantation; my juvenile friend。  Politics 

succeeded: Henry got adrift in his English; Bene was too 

cowardly to tell me what he was after: result; I have lost 

seven good labourers; and had to sit down and write to you to 

keep my temper。  Let me sketch my lads。 … Henry … Henry has 

gone down to town or I could not be writing to you … this 

were the hour of his English lesson else; when he learns what 

he calls 'long expessions' or 'your chief's language' for the 

matter of an hour and a half … Henry is a chiefling from 

Savaii; I once loathed; I now like and … pending fresh 

discoveries … have a kind of respect for Henry。  He does good 

work for us; goes among the labourers; bossing and watching; 

helps Fanny; is civil; kindly; thoughtful; O SI SIC SEMPER!  

But will he be 'his sometime self throughout the year'?  

Anyway; he has deserved of us; and he must disappoint me 

sharply ere I give him up。 … Bene … or Peni…Ben; in plain 

English … is supposed to be my ganger; the Lord love him!  

God made a truckling coward; there is his full history。  He 

cannot tell me what he wants; he dares not tell me what is 

wrong; he dares not transmit my orders or translate my 

censures。  And with all this; honest; sober; industrious; 

miserably smiling over the miserable issue of his own 

unmanliness。 … Paul … a German … cook and steward … a glutton 

of work … a splendid fellow; drawbacks; three: (1) no cook; 

(2) an inveterate bungler; a man with twenty thumbs; 

continually falling in the dishes; throwing out the dinner; 

preserving the garbage; (3) a dr…; well; don't let us say 

that … but we daren't let him go to town; and he … poor; good 

soul … is afraid to be let go。 … Lafaele (Raphael); a strong; 

dull; deprecatory man; splendid with an axe; if watched; the 

better for a rowing; when he calls me 'Papa' in the most 

wheedling tones; desperately afraid of ghosts; so that he 

dare not walk alone up in the banana patch … see map。  The 

rest are changing labourers; and to…night; owing to the 

miserable cowardice of Peni; who did not venture to tell me 

what the men wanted … and which was no more than fair … all 

are gone … and my weeding in the article of being finished!  

Pity the sorrows of a planter。



I am; Sir; yours; and be jowned to you; The Planter;

R。 L。 S。





Tuesday 3rd





I begin to see the whole scheme of letter…writing; you sit 

down every day and pour out an equable stream of twaddle。



This morning all my fears were fled; and all the trouble had 

fallen to the lot of Peni himself; who deserved it; my field 

was full of weeders; and I am again able to justify the ways 

of God。  All morning I worked at the South Seas; and finished 

the chapter I had stuck upon on Saturday。  Fanny; awfully 

hove…to with rheumatics and injuries received upon the field 

of sport and glory; chasing pigs; was unable to go up and 

down stairs; so she sat upon the back verandah; and my work 

was chequered by her cries。  'Paul; you take a spade to do 

that … dig a hole first。  If you do that; you'll cut your 

foot off!  Here; you boy; what you do there?  You no get 

work?  You go find Simele; he give you work。  Peni; you tell 

this boy he go find Simele; suppose Simele no give him work; 

you tell him go 'way。  I no want him here。  That boy no 

good。' … PENI (from the distance in reassuring tones); 'All 

right; sir!' … FANNY (after a long pause); 'Peni; you tell 

that boy go find Simele!  I no want him stand here all day。  

I no pay that boy。  I see him all day。  He no do nothing。' … 

Luncheon; beef; soda…scones; fried bananas; pine…apple in 

claret; coffee。  Try to write a poem; no go。  Play the 

flageolet。  Then sneakingly off to farmering and pioneering。  

Four gangs at work on our place; a lively scene; axes 

crashing and smoke blowing; all the knives are out。  But I 

rob the garden party of one without a stock; and you should 

see my hand … cut to ribbons。  Now I want to do my path up 

the Vaituliga single…handed; and I want it to burst on the 

public complete。  Hence; with devilish ingenuity; I begin it 

at different places; so that if you stumble on one section; 

you may not even then suspect the fulness of my labours。  

Accordingly; I started in a new place; below the wire; and 

hoping to work up to it。  It was perhaps lucky I had so bad a 

cutlass; and my smarting hand bid me stay before I had got up 

to the wire; but just in season; so that I was only the 

better of my activity; not dead beat as yesterday。



A strange business it was; and infinitely solitary; away 

above; the sun was in the high tree…tops; the lianas noosed 

and sought to hang me; the saplings struggled; and came up 

with that sob of death that one gets to know so well; great; 

soft; sappy trees fell at a lick of the cutlass; little tough 

switches laughed at and dared my best endeavour。  Soon; 

toiling down in that pit of verdure; I heard blows on the far 

side; and then laughter。  I confess a chill settled on my 

heart。



Being so dead alone; in a place where by rights none should 

be beyond me; I was aware; upon interrogation; if those blows 

had drawn nearer; I should (of course quite unaffectedly) 

have executed a strategic movement to the rear; and only the 

other day I was lamenting my insensibility to superstition!  

Am I beginning to be sucked in?  Shall I become a midnight 

twitterer like my neighbours?  At times I thought the blows 

were echoes; at times I thought the laughter was from birds。  

For our birds are strangely human in their calls。  Vaea 

mountain about sundown sometimes rings with shrill cries; 

like the hails of merry; scattered children。  As a matter of 

fact; I believe stealthy wood…cutters from Tanugamanono were 

above me in the wood and answerable for the blows; as for the 

laughter; a woman and two children had come and asked Fanny's 

leave to go up shrimp…fishing in the burn; beyond doubt; it 

was these I heard。  Just at the right time I returned; to 

wash down; change; and begin this snatch of letter before 

dinner was ready; and to finish it afterwards; before Henry 

has yet put in an appearance for his lesson in 'long 

explessions。'



Dinner: stewed beef and potatoes; baked bananas; new loaf…

bread hot from the oven; pine…apple in claret。  These are 

great days; we have been low in the past; but now are we as 

belly…gods; enjoying all things。





WEDNESDAY。  (HIST。 VAILIMA RESUMED。)





A gorgeous evening of after…glow in the great tree…tops and 

behind the mountain; and full moon over the lowlands and the 

sea; inaugurated a night of horrid cold。  To you effete 

denizens of the so…called temperate zone; it had seemed 

nothing; neither of us could sleep; we were up seeking extra 

coverings; I know not at what hour … it was as bright as day。  

The moon right over Vaea … near due west; the birds strangely 

silent; and the wood of the house tingling with cold; I 

believe it must have been 60 degrees!  Consequence; Fanny has 

a headache and is wretched; and I could do no work。  (I am 

trying all round for a place to hold my pen; you will hear 

why later on; this to explain penmanship。)  I wrote two 

pages; very bad; no movement; no life or interest; then I 

wrote a business letter; then took to tootling on the 

flageolet; till glory should call me farmering。



I took up at the fit time Lafaele and Mauga … Mauga; accent 

on the first; is a mountain; I don't know what Mauga means … 

mind what I told you of the value of g … to the garden; and 

set them digging; then turned my attention to the path。  I 

could not go into my bush path for t
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