The day was sultry and clouded.Drenching tropical showers succeeded bursts of sweltering sunshine.The green pathway of the road wound steeply upward.As we went,our little schoolboy guide a little ahead of us,Father Simeon had his portfolio in his hand,and named the trees for me,and read aloud from his notes the abstract of their virtues.Presently the road,mounting,showed us the vale of Hatiheu,on a larger scale;and the priest,with occasional reference to our guide,pointed out the boundaries and told me the names of the larger tribes that lived at perpetual war in the old days:one on the north-east,one along the beach,one behind upon the mountain.With a survivor of this latter clan Father Simeon had spoken;until the pacification he had never been to the sea's edge,nor,if I remember exactly,eaten of sea-fish.
Each in its own district,the septs lived cantoned and beleaguered.
One step without the boundaries was to affront death.If famine came,the men must out to the woods to gather chestnuts and small fruits;even as to this day,if the parents are backward in their weekly doles,school must be broken up and the scholars sent foraging.But in the old days,when there was trouble in one clan,there would be activity in all its neighbours;the woods would be laid full of ambushes;and he who went after vegetables for himself might remain to be a joint for his hereditary foes.Nor was the pointed occasion needful.A dozen different natural signs and social junctures called this people to the war-path and the cannibal hunt.Let one of chiefly rank have finished his tattooing,the wife of one be near upon her time,two of the debauching streams have deviated nearer on the beach of Hatiheu,a certain bird have been heard to sing,a certain ominous formation of cloud observed above the northern sea;and instantly the arms were oiled,and the man-hunters swarmed into the wood to lay their fratricidal ambuscades.It appears besides that occasionally,perhaps in famine,the priest would shut himself in his house,where he lay for a stated period like a person dead.When he came forth it was to run for three days through the territory of the clan,naked and starving,and to sleep at night alone in the high place.It was now the turn of the others to keep the house,for to encounter the priest upon his rounds was death.On the eve of the fourth day the time of the running was over;the priest returned to his roof,the laymen came forth,and in the morning the number of the victims was announced.I have this tale of the priest on one authority -I think a good one,-but I set it down with diffidence.The particulars are so striking that,had they been true,I almost think I must have heard them oftener referred to.
Upon one point there seems to be no question:that the feast was sometimes furnished from within the clan.In times of scarcity,all who were not protected by their family connections -in the Highland expression,all the commons of the clan -had cause to tremble.It was vain to resist,it was useless to flee.They were begirt upon all hands by cannibals;and the oven was ready to smoke for them abroad in the country of their foes,or at home in the valley of their fathers.
At a certain corner of the road our scholar-guide struck off to his left into the twilight of the forest.We were now on one of the ancient native roads,plunged in a high vault of wood,and clambering,it seemed,at random over boulders and dead trees;but the lad wound in and out and up and down without a check,for these paths are to the natives as marked as the king's highway is to us;insomuch that,in the days of the man-hunt,it was their labour rather to block and deface than to improve them.In the crypt of the wood the air was clammy and hot and cold;overhead,upon the leaves,the tropical rain uproariously poured,but only here and there,as through holes in a leaky roof,a single drop would fall,and make a spot upon my mackintosh.Presently the huge trunk of a banyan hove in sight,standing upon what seemed the ruins of an ancient fort;and our guide,halting and holding forth his arm,announced that we had reached the PAEPAE TAPU.
