turned at least to the war-ships, where it seems he was rebuffed;
thence he fled into the arms of the wrecker gang, where he was
unhappily more successful. The government of Washington had
presented to the Samoan king the wrecks of the TRENTON and the
VANDALIA; an American
syndicate had been formed to break them up;
an
experienced gang was in
consequence settled in Apia and the
report of
submarine explosions had long grown familiar in the ears
of
residents. From these artificers the p
resident obtained a
supply of
dynamite, the needful
mechanism, and the loan of a
mechanic; the gaol was mined, and the Manono people in Vaiusu were
advertised of the fact in a letter signed by Laupepa. Partly by
the indiscretion of the
mechanic, who had sought to embolden
himself (like Lady Macbeth) with
liquor for his somewhat dreadful
task, the story leaked immediately out and raised a very general,
or I might say almost
universal, reprobation. Some blamed the
proposed deed because it was
barbarous and a foul example to set
before a race half
barbarous itself; others because it was illegal;
others again because, in the face of so weak an enemy, it appeared
pitifully pusillanimous; almost all because it tended to
precipitate and embitter war. In the midst of the
turmoil he had
raised, and under the immediate
pressure of certain
indignant white
residents, the baron fell back upon a new
expedient, certainly less
barbarous, perhaps no more legal; and on Monday afternoon,
September 7th, packed his six prisoners on board the cutter
LANCASHIRE LASS, and deported them to the neighbouring low-island
group of the Tokelaus. We watched her put to sea with mingled
feelings. Anything were better than
dynamite, but this was not
good. The men had been summoned in the name of law; they had
surrendered; the law had uttered its voice; they were under one
sentence duly delivered; and now the p
resident, by no right with
which we were acquainted, had exchanged it for another. It was
perhaps no less
fortunate, though it was more pardonable in a
stranger, that he had increased the
punishment to that which, in
the eyes of Samoans, ranks next to death, - exile from their native
land and friends. And the LANCASHIRE LASS appeared to carry away
with her into the
uttermost parts of the sea the honour of the
administration and the
prestige of the
supreme court.
The
policy of the government towards Mataafa has thus been of a
piece throughout; always would-be
violent, it has been almost
always defaced with some appearance of perfidy or
unfairness. The
policy of Mataafa (though
extremely bewildering to any white)
appears everywhere
consistent with itself, and the man's bearing
has always been calm. But to represent the fulness of the
contrast, it is necessary that I should give some
description of
the two capitals, or the two camps, and the ways and means of the
regular and
irregular government.
MULINUU. Mulinuu, the reader may remember, is a narrow finger of
land planted in cocoa-palms, which runs forth into the
lagoonperhaps three quarters of a mile. To the east is the bay of Apia.
To the west, there is, first of all, a mangrove swamp, the
mangroves excellently green, the mud ink-black, and its face
crawled upon by
countless insects and black and
scarlet crabs.
Beyond the swamp is a wide and
shallow bay of the
lagoon, bounded
to the west by Faleula Point. Faleula is the next village to
Malie; so that from the top of some tall palm in Malie it should be
possible to
descry against the eastern heavens the palms of
Mulinuu. The trade wind sweeps over the low
peninsula and cleanses