NEVER populous,it was yet by a chapter of accidents that I found the island so deserted that no sound of human life diversified the hours;that we walked in that trim public garden of a town,among closed houses,without even a lodging-bill in a window to prove some tenancy in the back quarters;and,when we visited the Government bungalow,that Mr.Donat,acting Vice-Resident,greeted us alone,and entertained us with cocoa-nut punches in the Sessions Hall and seat of judgment of that widespread archipelago,our glasses standing arrayed with summonses and census returns.The unpopularity of a late Vice-Resident had begun the movement of exodus,his native employes resigning court appointments and retiring each to his own coco-patch in the remoter districts of the isle.Upon the back of that,the Governor in Papeete issued a decree:All land in the Paumotus must be defined and registered by a certain date.Now,the folk of the archipelago are half nomadic;a man can scarce be said to belong to a particular atoll;he belongs to several,perhaps holds a stake and counts cousinship in half a score;and the inhabitants of Rotoava in particular,man,woman,and child,and from the gendarme to the Mormon prophet and the schoolmaster,owned -I was going to say land -owned at least coral blocks and growing coco-palms in some adjacent isle.Thither -from the gendarme to the babe in arms,the pastor followed by his flock,the schoolmaster carrying along with him his scholars,and the scholars with their books and slates -they had taken ship some two days previous to our arrival,and were all now engaged disputing boundaries.Fancy overhears the shrillness of their disputation mingle with the surf and scatter sea-fowl.It was admirable to observe the completeness of their flight,like that of hibernating birds;nothing left but empty houses,like old nests to be reoccupied in spring;and even the harmless necessary dominie borne with them in their transmigration.Fifty odd set out,and only seven,I was informed,remained.But when I made a feast on board the CASCO,more than seven,and nearer seven times seven,appeared to be my guests.Whence they appeared,how they were summoned,whither they vanished when the feast was eaten,I have no guess.In view of Low Island tales,and that awful frequentation which makes men avoid the seaward beaches of an atoll,some two score of those that ate with us may have returned,for the occasion,from the kingdom of the dead.
It was this solitude that put it in our minds to hire a house,and become,for the time being,indwellers of the isle -a practice Ihave ever since,when it was possible,adhered to.Mr.Donat placed us,with that intent,under the convoy of one Taniera Mahinui,who combined the incongruous characters of catechist and convict.The reader may smile,but I affirm he was well qualified for either part.For that of convict,first of all,by a good substantial felony,such as in all lands casts the perpetrator in chains and dungeons.Taniera was a man of birth -the chief a while ago,as he loved to tell,of a district in Anaa of 800souls.
In an evil hour it occurred to the authorities in Papeete to charge the chiefs with the collection of the taxes.It is a question if much were collected;it is certain that nothing was handed on;and Taniera,who had distinguished himself by a visit to Papeete and some high living in restaurants,was chosen for the scapegoat.The reader must understand that not Taniera but the authorities in Papeete were first in fault.The charge imposed was disproportioned.I have not yet heard of any Polynesian capable of such a burden;honest and upright Hawaiians -one in particular,who was admired even by the whites as an inflexible magistrate -have stumbled in the narrow path of the trustee.And Taniera,when the pinch came,scorned to denounce accomplices;others had shared the spoil,he bore the penalty alone.He was condemned in five years.The period,when I had the pleasure of his friendship,was not yet expired;he still drew prison rations,the sole and not unwelcome reminder of his chains,and,I believe,looked forward to the date of his enfranchisement with mere alarm.For he had no sense of shame in the position;complained of nothing but the defective table of his place of exile;regretted nothing but the fowls and eggs and fish of his own more favoured island.And as for his parishioners,they did not think one hair the less of him.
A schoolboy,mulcted in ten thousand lines of Greek and dwelling sequestered in the dormitories,enjoys unabated consideration from his fellows.So with Taniera:a marked man,not a dishonoured;having fallen under the lash of the unthinkable gods;a Job,perhaps,or say a Taniera in the den of lions.Songs are likely made and sung about this saintly Robin Hood.On the other hand,he was even highly qualified for his office in the Church;being by nature a grave,considerate,and kindly man;his face rugged and serious,his smile bright;the master of several trades,a builder both of boats and houses;endowed with a fine pulpit voice;endowed besides with such a gift of eloquence that at the grave of the late chief of Fakarava he set all the assistants weeping.I never met a man of a mind more ecclesiastical;he loved to dispute and to inform himself of doctrine and the history of sects;and when Ishowed him the cuts in a volume of Chambers's ENCYCLOPAEDIA -except for one of an ape -reserved his whole enthusiasm for cardinals'hats,censers,candlesticks,and cathedrals.Methought when he looked upon the cardinal's hat a voice said low in his ear:
'Your foot is on the ladder.'
Under the guidance of Taniera we were soon installed in what Ibelieve to have been the best-appointed private house in Fakarava.
It stood just beyond the church in an oblong patch of cultivation.
