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prayers written at vailima(维利马# 祈祷)-第1章

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                     Prayers Written At Vailima 



Prayers Written At 

                    Vailima 



               Robert Louis Stevenson 



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                           INTRODUCTION 



     In   every   Samoan   household   the   day   is   closed   with   prayer   and   the 

singing   of   hymns。  The   omission   of   this   sacred   duty   would   indicate;   not 

only    a   lack   of  religious    training   in   the  house    chief;   but   a  shameless 

disregard of all that is reputable in Samoan social life。 No doubt; to many; 

the evening service is no more than a duty fulfilled。 The child who says 

his prayer at his mother's knee can have no real conception of the meaning 

of the words he lisps so readily; yet he goes to his little bed with a sense of 

heavenly   protection   that   he   would   miss   were   the   prayer   forgotten。   The 

average   Samoan   is   but   a   larger   child   in   most   things;   and   would   lay   an 

uneasy head on his wooden pillow if he had not joined; even perfunctorily; 

in the evening service。 With my husband; prayer; the direct appeal; was a 

necessity。   When   he   was   happy   he   felt   impelled   to   offer   thanks   for   that 

undeserved joy; when in sorrow; or pain; to call for strength to bear what 

must be borne。 

     Vailima lay up some three miles of continual rise from Apia; and more 

than half   that distance   from  the   nearest   village。   It   was   a   long   way  for   a 

tired man to walk down every evening with the sole purpose of joining in 

family   worship;   and   the   road   through   the   bush   was   dark;   and;   to   the 

Samoan imagination; beset with supernatural terrors。 Wherefore; as soon 

as   our   household      had   fallen   into   a  regular    routine;   and   the   bonds    of 

Samoan family life began to draw us more closely together; Tusitala felt 

the necessity of including our retainers in our evening devotions。 I suppose 

ours   was   the   only   white   man's   family   in   all   Samoa;   except   those   of   the 

missionaries; where the day naturally ended with this homely; patriarchal 

custom。 Not only were the religious scruples of the natives satisfied; but; 

what we did not foresee; our own respectability … and incidentally that of 

our   retainers   …   became   assured;   and   the   influence   of   Tusitala   increased 

tenfold。 

     After   all   work   and   meals   were   finished;   the   'pu;'   or   war   conch;   was 

sounded from the back veranda and the front; so that it might be heard by 

all。 I don't think it ever occurred to us that there was any incongruity in the 



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use of the war conch for the peaceful invitation to prayer。 In response to its 

summons the white members of the family took their usual places in one 

end   of   the   large   hall;   while   the   Samoans   …   men;   women;   and   children   … 

trooped      in  through     all  the  open    doors;    some    carrying     lanterns    if  the 

evening       were    dark;    all  moving      quietly    and    dropping     with    Samoan 

decorum in a wide semicircle on the floor beneath a great lamp that hung 

from the ceiling。 The service began by my son reading a chapter from the 

Samoan   Bible;   Tusitala   following   with   a   prayer   in   English;   sometimes 

impromptu; but more often from the notes in this little book; interpolating 

or changing with the circumstance of the day。 Then came the singing of 

one or more hymns in the native tongue; and the recitation in concert of 

the   Lord's   Prayer;   also   in   Samoan。   Many   of   these   hymns   were   set   to 

ancient   tunes;   very  wild   and   warlike;   and   strangely  at   variance   with   the 

missionary words。 

     Sometimes   a   passing   band of   hostile   warriors;  with   blackened   faces; 

would peer in at us through the open windows; and often we were forced 

to pause until the strangely savage; monotonous noise of the native drums 

had ceased; but no Samoan; nor; I trust; white person; changed his reverent 

attitude。     Once;    I  remember       a  look    of  surprised     dismay     crossing     the 

countenance   of   Tusitala   when   my   son;   contrary   to   his   usual   custom   of 

reading      the  next   chapter    following      that  of  yesterday;     turned    back    the 

leaves of   his   Bible   to   find   a   chapter   fiercely  denunciatory;   and   only  too 

applicable       to  the   foreign    dictators    of   distracted    Samoa。      On    another 

occasion the chief himself brought the service to a sudden check。 He had 

just   learned   of   the   treacherous   conduct   of   one   in   whom   he   had   every 

reason to trust。 That evening the prayer seemed unusually short and formal。 

As   the   singing   stopped   he   arose   abruptly   and   left   the   room。   I   hastened 

after him; fearing some sudden illness。 'What is it?' I asked。 'It is this;' was 

the reply; 'I am not yet fit to say; 〃Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive 

those who trespass against us。〃' 

     It   is   with   natural   reluctance   that   I   touch   upon   the   last   prayer   of   my 

husband's life。 Many have supposed that he showed; in the wording of this 

prayer; that he had some premonition of his approaching death。 I am sure 

he had no such premonition。 It was I who told the assembled family that I 



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felt   an impending   disaster   approaching   nearer   and nearer。 Any  Scot   will 

understand that my statement was received seriously。 It could not be; we 

thought; that danger threatened any one within the house; but Mr。 Graham 

Balfour;   my  husband's   cousin;  very  near   and dear   to   us;  was   away  on   a 

perilous     cruise。   Our    fears   followed     the   various    vessels;   more     or  less 

unseaworthy; in which he was making his way from island to island to the 

atoll where the exiled king; Mataafa; was at that time imprisoned。 In my 

husband's last prayer; the night before his death; he asked that we should 

be given strength to bear the loss of this dear friend; should such a sorrow 

befall us。 



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                             FOR SUCCESS 



     LORD;   behold   our   family   here   assembled。   We   thank   Thee   for   this 

place in which we dwell; for the love that unites us; for the peace accorded 

us this day; for the hope with which we expect the morrow; for the health; 

the work; the food; and the bright skies; that make our lives delightful; for 

our friends in all parts of the earth; and our friendly helpers in this foreign 

isle。 Let peace abound in our small company。 Purge out of every heart the 

lurking   grudge。   Give   us   grace   and   strength   to   forbear   and   to   persevere。 

Offenders; give us the grace to accept and to forgive offenders。 Forgetful 

ourselves; help us to bear cheerfully the forgetfulness of others。 Give us 

courage and gaiety and the quiet mind。 Spare to us our friends; soften to us 

our enemies。 Bless us; if it may be; in all our innocent endeavours。 If it 

may not; give us the strength to encounter that which is to come; that we 

be   brave   in   peril;   constant   in   tribulation;   temperate   in   wrath;   and   in   all 

changes of fortune; and; down to the gates of death; loyal and loving one 

to   another。   As   the   clay   to   the   potter;   as   the   windmill   to   the   wind;   as 

children of their sire; we beseech of Thee this help and mercy for Christ's 

sake。 



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                               FOR GRACE 



     GRANT  that   we   here   before   Thee   may   be   set   free   from   the   fear   of 

vicissitude and the fear of death; may finish what remains before us of our 

course without dishonour to ourselves or hurt to others; and; when the day 

comes;   may   die   in   peace。   Deliver   us   from   fear   and   favour:   from   mean 

hopes and cheap pleasures。 Have mercy on each in his deficiency; let him 

be not cast down; support the stumbling on the way; and give at last rest to 

the weary。 



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                            AT MORNING 



    THE day returns and brings us the petty round of ir
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