Adventures in New Guinea James Chalmers
Adventures in New Guinea James Chalmers
Adventures in New Guinea James Chalmers
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is now daylight, so we do not care much. The fight has begun <strong>in</strong> the<br />
village. Some Loloans, runn<strong>in</strong>g after Delena natives, rush uphill; we<br />
warn them back, and they retire. There is a loud shout for us to go to<br />
the village and fight. I leave Bob with guns and cartridges to keep<br />
watch over camp. I have more confidence <strong>in</strong> the skirmish unarmed, and<br />
have no wish for the savages to th<strong>in</strong>k I have come to fight. I shout out<br />
_Ma<strong>in</strong>o_, and soon there is a hush <strong>in</strong> the terrible storm. I am allowed to<br />
walk through the village, disarm one or two, and, on my return to our<br />
friend Kone's end of the village, he whispers to me, "There is Arua,"<br />
understand<strong>in</strong>g him to mean the chief, or _vata tauna_ (sorcerer). I<br />
recognize <strong>in</strong> him the man <strong>in</strong>troduced to me on a former visit, and who <strong>in</strong><br />
wrath cleared out from my presence. Now might be his time to pay me out.<br />
I take his weapons from him, l<strong>in</strong>k him on to me, and walk him up the hill.<br />
I speak k<strong>in</strong>dly to him, show him flag, and tell him we are _ma<strong>in</strong>o_, and<br />
warn him that his people must on no account ascend the hill. All right,<br />
he will stop the fight<strong>in</strong>g. I sit down to write this, when aga<strong>in</strong> they<br />
rush up for me, say<strong>in</strong>g Kone was to be killed. Leav<strong>in</strong>g Bob with arms <strong>in</strong><br />
charge, I go down to the village, and without my hat. More canoes have<br />
arrived. What a crowd of pa<strong>in</strong>ted fiends! I get surrounded, and have no<br />
way of escape. Sticks and spears rattle round. I get a knock on the<br />
head, and a piece of stick falls on my hand. My old Lavao friend gets<br />
hold of me and walks me to outskirt. Arua and Lauma of Lolo assure me<br />
they will not ascend the hill, and we had better not <strong>in</strong>terfere with them.<br />
"Right, friend; but you must stop, and on no account <strong>in</strong>jure my friend<br />
Kone." It would frighten them were we to go armed to the village; but<br />
then we dare not stay here twenty-four hours after. I can do more for<br />
the natives unarmed. I am glad I am able to mix with both parties; it<br />
shows they mean us no harm, and speaks well for the future. No one was<br />
killed, but several were severely wounded, and a few houses destroyed.<br />
They have made peace at last, and I have had a meet<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> the village<br />
with all; the Loloans have promised to be quiet. I told them we could