Adventures in New Guinea James Chalmers
Adventures in New Guinea James Chalmers
Adventures in New Guinea James Chalmers
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"Oh no, my friends; pull, you must pull!" and while they are discuss<strong>in</strong>g<br />
we are paddl<strong>in</strong>g. I tell them it would be dangerous to attempt go<strong>in</strong>g<br />
back. On we go, beyond small islands <strong>in</strong> sight of vessel, and now they<br />
give up speak<strong>in</strong>g of return<strong>in</strong>g. We got off, and I paid the fellows well.<br />
Anxious to get <strong>in</strong>, we tried <strong>in</strong> many places at high tide to enter the<br />
shore channel, but all was useless. For several miles we were sail<strong>in</strong>g<br />
deep <strong>in</strong> mud, unable to work the eng<strong>in</strong>e. A canoe came near, and I told<br />
them to <strong>in</strong>form those ashore that we could not get <strong>in</strong>.<br />
At Port Glasgow, the people cleared out, bag and baggage, leav<strong>in</strong>g us <strong>in</strong><br />
quiet possession. At Port Moresby, I had heard of a woman's land, a land<br />
where only women--perfect Amazons--lived and ruled. These ladies were<br />
reported to be excellent tillers of the soil, splendid canoeists <strong>in</strong><br />
sail<strong>in</strong>g or paddl<strong>in</strong>g, and quite able to hold their own aga<strong>in</strong>st attacks of<br />
the sterner sex, who sometimes tried to <strong>in</strong>vade their country. At the<br />
East End they knew noth<strong>in</strong>g of this woman's land, and nowhere east of Hula<br />
have I ever heard it spoken of.<br />
To f<strong>in</strong>d so <strong>in</strong>terest<strong>in</strong>g a community was of great moment, and everywhere we<br />
went we <strong>in</strong>quired, but only to be laughed at by the natives; sometimes<br />
asked by them, "How do they cont<strong>in</strong>ue to exist?" But that, too, puzzled<br />
us. As no part of the coast from East Cape to Port Moresby would be left<br />
unvisited by us, we were certa<strong>in</strong> to come across the Amazonian settlement,<br />
and when we did, it would be useful to keep a sharp look-out, as I have<br />
noticed that the <strong>in</strong>stigators of nearly all quarrels are the women. I<br />
have seen at South Cape, when the men were <strong>in</strong>cl<strong>in</strong>ed to rema<strong>in</strong> quiet, the<br />
women rush out, and, as if filled with devils, <strong>in</strong>cite them. Just after<br />
the attack on the _Mayri_, and when I was go<strong>in</strong>g about the settlement<br />
attend<strong>in</strong>g to the wounded, I heard the women call loudly for vengeance,<br />
and, because the men would not at once heed them, throw their shields on<br />
the ground and batter them with stones, then pull their hair, and tell