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<h2> CHAPTER ELEVEN </h2>
<p>MIDNIGHT REFLECTIONS—MORNING VISITORS—A WARRIOR IN COSTUME—A
SAVAGE AESCULAPIUS—PRACTICE OF THE HEALING ART—BODY SERVANT—A
DWELLING-HOUSE OF THE VALLEY DESCRIBED—PORTRAITS OF ITS INMATES</p>
<p>VARIOUS and conflicting were the thoughts which oppressed me during the
silent hours that followed the events related in the preceding chapter.
Toby, wearied with the fatigues of the day, slumbered heavily by my side;
but the pain under which I was suffering effectually prevented my
sleeping, and I remained distressingly alive to all the fearful
circumstances of our present situation. Was it possible that, after all
our vicissitudes, we were really in the terrible valley of Typee, and at
the mercy of its inmates, a fierce and unrelenting tribe of savages? Typee
or Happar? I shuddered when I reflected that there was no longer any room
for doubt; and that, beyond all hope of escape, we were now placed in
those very circumstances from the bare thought of which I had recoiled
with such abhorrence but a few days before. What might not be our fearful
destiny? To be sure, as yet we had been treated with no violence; nay, had
been even kindly and hospitably entertained. But what dependence could be
placed upon the fickle passions which sway the bosom of a savage? His
inconstancy and treachery are proverbial. Might it not be that beneath
these fair appearances the islanders covered some perfidious design, and
that their friendly reception of us might only precede some horrible
catastrophe? How strongly did these forebodings spring up in my mind as I
lay restlessly upon a couch of mats surrounded by the dimly revealed forms
of those whom I so greatly dreaded!</p>
<p>From the excitement of these fearful thoughts I sank towards morning into
an uneasy slumber; and on awaking, with a start, in the midst of an
appalling dream, looked up into the eager countenance of a number of the
natives, who were bending over me.</p>
<p>It was broad day; and the house was nearly filled with young females,
fancifully decorated with flowers, who gazed upon me as I rose with faces
in which childish delight and curiosity were vividly portrayed. After
waking Toby, they seated themselves round us on the mats, and gave full
play to that prying inquisitiveness which time out of mind has been
attributed to the adorable sex.</p>
<p>As these unsophisticated young creatures were attended by no jealous
duennas, their proceedings were altogether informal, and void of
artificial restraint. Long and minute was the investigation with which
they honoured us, and so uproarious their mirth, that I felt infinitely
sheepish; and Toby was immeasurably outraged at their familiarity.</p>
<p>These lively young ladies were at the same time wonderfully polite and
humane; fanning aside the insects that occasionally lighted on our brows;
presenting us with food; and compassionately regarding me in the midst of
my afflictions. But in spite of all their blandishments, my feelings of
propriety were exceedingly shocked, for I could but consider them as
having overstepped the due limits of female decorum.</p>
<p>Having diverted themselves to their hearts' content, our young visitants
now withdrew, and gave place to successive troops of the other sex, who
continued flocking towards the house until near noon; by which time I have
no doubt that the greater part of the inhabitants of the valley had bathed
themselves in the light of our benignant countenances.</p>
<p>At last, when their numbers began to diminish, a superb-looking warrior
stooped the towering plumes of his head-dress beneath the low portal, and
entered the house. I saw at once that he was some distinguished personage,
the natives regarding him with the utmost deference, and making room for
him as he approached. His aspect was imposing. The splendid long drooping
tail-feathers of the tropical bird, thickly interspersed with the gaudy
plumage of the cock, were disposed in an immense upright semicircle upon
his head, their lower extremities being fixed in a crescent of
guinea-heads which spanned the forehead. Around his neck were several
enormous necklaces of boar's tusks, polished like ivory, and disposed in
such a manner as that the longest and largest were upon his capacious
chest. Thrust forward through the large apertures in his ears were two
small and finely-shaped sperm whale teeth, presenting their cavities in
front, stuffed with freshly-plucked leaves, and curiously wrought at the
other end into strange little images and devices. These barbaric trinkets,
garnished in this manner at their open extremities, and tapering and
curving round to a point behind the ear, resembled not a little a pair of
cornucopias.</p>
<p>The loins of the warrior were girt about with heavy folds of a
dark-coloured tappa, hanging before and behind in clusters of braided
tassels, while anklets and bracelets of curling human hair completed his
unique costume. In his right hand he grasped a beautifully carved
paddle-spear, nearly fifteen feet in length, made of the bright koar-wood,
one end sharply pointed, and the other flattened like an oar-blade.
Hanging obliquely from his girdle by a loop of sinnate was a richly
decorated pipe; the slender reed forming its stem was coloured with a red
pigment, and round it, as well as the idol-bowl, fluttered little
streamers of the thinnest tappa.</p>
<p>But that which was most remarkable in the appearance of this splendid
islander was the elaborate tattooing displayed on every noble limb. All
imaginable lines and curves and figures were delineated over his whole
body, and in their grotesque variety and infinite profusion I could only
compare them to the crowded groupings of quaint patterns we sometimes see
in costly pieces of lacework. The most simple and remarkable of all these
ornaments was that which decorated the countenance of the chief. Two broad
stripes of tattooing, diverging from the centre of his shaven crown,
obliquely crossed both eyes—staining the lids—to a little
below each ear, where they united with another stripe which swept in a
straight line along the lips and formed the base of the triangle. The
warrior, from the excellence of his physical proportions, might certainly
have been regarded as one of Nature's noblemen, and the lines drawn upon
his face may possibly have denoted his exalted rank.</p>
<p>This warlike personage, upon entering the house, seated himself at some
distance from the spot where Toby and myself reposed, while the rest of
the savages looked alternately from us to him, as if in expectation of
something they were disappointed in not perceiving. Regarding the chief
attentively, I thought his lineaments appeared familiar to me. As soon as
his full face was turned upon me, and I again beheld its extraordinary
embellishment, and met the strange gaze to which I had been subjected the
preceding night, I immediately, in spite of the alteration in his
appearance, recognized the noble Mehevi. On addressing him, he advanced at
once in the most cordial manner, and greeting me warmly, seemed to enjoy
not a little the effect his barbaric costume had produced upon me.</p>
<p>I forthwith determined to secure, if possible, the good-will of this
individual, as I easily perceived he was a man of great authority in his
tribe, and one who might exert a powerful influence upon our subsequent
fate. In the endeavour I was not repulsed; for nothing could surpass the
friendliness he manifested towards both my companion and myself. He
extended his sturdy limbs by our side, and endeavoured to make us
comprehend the full extent of the kindly feelings by which he was
actuated. The almost insuperable difficulty in communicating to one
another our ideas affected the chief with no little mortification. He
evinced a great desire to be enlightened with regard to the customs and
peculiarities of the far-off country we had left behind us, and to which
under the name of Maneeka he frequently alluded.</p>
<p>But that which more than any other subject engaged his attention was the
late proceedings of the 'Frannee' as he called the French, in the
neighbouring bay of Nukuheva. This seemed a never-ending theme with him,
and one concerning which he was never weary of interrogating us. All the
information we succeeded in imparting to him on this subject was little
more than that we had seen six men-of-war lying in the hostile bay at the
time we had left it. When he received this intelligence, Mehevi, by the
aid of his fingers, went through a long numerical calculation, as if
estimating the number of Frenchmen the squadron might contain.</p>
<p>It was just after employing his faculties in this way that he happened to
notice the swelling in my limb. He immediately examined it with the utmost
attention, and after doing so, despatched a boy who happened to be
standing by with some message.</p>
<p>After the lapse of a few moments the stripling re-entered the house with
an aged islander, who might have been taken for old Hippocrates himself.
His head was as bald as the polished surface of a cocoanut shell, which
article it precisely resembled in smoothness and colour, while a long
silvery beard swept almost to his girdle of bark. Encircling his temples
was a bandeau of the twisted leaves of the Omoo tree, pressed closely over
the brows to shield his feeble vision from the glare of the sun. His
tottering steps were supported by a long slim staff, resembling the wand
with which a theatrical magician appears on the stage, and in one hand he
carried a freshly plaited fan of the green leaflets of the cocoanut tree.
A flowing robe of tappa, knotted over the shoulder, hung loosely round his
stooping form, and heightened the venerableness of his aspect.</p>
<p>Mehevi, saluting this old gentleman, motioned him to a seat between us,
and then uncovering my limb, desired him to examine it. The leech gazed
intently from me to Toby, and then proceeded to business. After diligently
observing the ailing member, he commenced manipulating it; and on the
supposition probably that the complaint had deprived the leg of all
sensation, began to pinch and hammer it in such a manner that I absolutely
roared with pain. Thinking that I was as capable of making an application
of thumps and pinches to the part as any one else, I endeavoured to resist
this species of medical treatment. But it was not so easy a matter to get
out of the clutches of the old wizard; he fastened on the unfortunate limb
as if it were something for which he had been long seeking, and muttering
some kind of incantation continued his discipline, pounding it after a
fashion that set me well nigh crazy; while Mehevi, upon the same principle
which prompts an affectionate mother to hold a struggling child in a
dentist's chair, restrained me in his powerful grasp, and actually
encouraged the wretch in this infliction of torture.</p>
<p>Almost frantic with rage and pain, I yelled like a bedlamite; while Toby,
throwing himself into all the attitudes of a posture-master, vainly
endeavoured to expostulate with the natives by signs and gestures. To have
looked at my companion, as, sympathizing with my sufferings, he strove to
put an end to them, one would have thought that he was the deaf and dumb
alphabet incarnated. Whether my tormentor yielded to Toby's entreaties, or
paused from sheer exhaustion, I do not know; but all at once he ceased his
operations, and at the same time the chief relinquishing his hold upon me,
I fell back, faint and breathless with the agony I had endured.</p>
<p>My unfortunate limb was now left much in the same condition as a
rump-steak after undergoing the castigating process which precedes
cooking. My physician, having recovered from the fatigues of his
exertions, as if anxious to make amends for the pain to which he had
subjected me, now took some herbs out of a little wallet that was
suspended from his waist, and moistening them in water, applied them to
the inflamed part, stooping over it at the same time, and either
whispering a spell, or having a little confidential chat with some
imaginary demon located in the calf of my leg. My limb was now swathed in
leafy bandages, and grateful to Providence for the cessation of
hostilities, I was suffered to rest.</p>
<p>Mehevi shortly after rose to depart; but before he went he spoke
authoritatively to one of the natives whom he addressed as Kory-Kory; and
from the little I could understand of what took place, pointed him out to
me as a man whose peculiar business thenceforth would be to attend upon my
person. I am not certain that I comprehended as much as this at the time,
but the subsequent conduct of my trusty body-servant fully assured me that
such must have been the case.</p>
<p>I could not but be amused at the manner in which the chief addressed me
upon this occasion, talking to me for at least fifteen or twenty minutes
as calmly as if I could understand every word that he said. I remarked
this peculiarity very often afterwards in many other of the islanders.</p>
<p>Mehevi having now departed, and the family physician having likewise made
his exit, we were left about sunset with ten or twelve natives, who by
this time I had ascertained composed the household of which Toby and I
were members. As the dwelling to which we had been first introduced was
the place of my permanent abode while I remained in the valley, and as I
was necessarily placed upon the most intimate footing with its occupants,
I may as well here enter into a little description of it and its
inhabitants. This description will apply also to nearly all the other
dwelling-places in the vale, and will furnish some idea of the generality
of the natives.</p>
<p>Near one side of the valley, and about midway up the ascent of a rather
abrupt rise of ground waving with the richest verdure, a number of large
stones were laid in successive courses, to the height of nearly eight
feet, and disposed in such a manner that their level surface corresponded
in shape with the habitation which was perched upon it. A narrow space,
however, was reserved in front of the dwelling, upon the summit of this
pile of stones (called by the natives a 'pi-pi'), which being enclosed by
a little picket of canes, gave it somewhat the appearance of a verandah.
The frame of the house was constructed of large bamboos planted uprightly,
and secured together at intervals by transverse stalks of the light wood
of the habiscus, lashed with thongs of bark. The rear of the tenement—built
up with successive ranges of cocoanut boughs bound one upon another, with
their leaflets cunningly woven together—inclined a little from the
vertical, and extended from the extreme edge of the 'pi-pi' to about
twenty feet from its surface; whence the shelving roof—thatched with
the long tapering leaves of the palmetto—sloped steeply off to
within about five feet of the floor; leaving the eaves drooping with
tassel-like appendages over the front of the habitation. This was
constructed of light and elegant canes in a kind of open screenwork,
tastefully adorned with bindings of variegated sinnate, which served to
hold together its various parts. The sides of the house were similarly
built; thus presenting three quarters for the circulation of the air,
while the whole was impervious to the rain.</p>
<p>In length this picturesque building was perhaps twelve yards, while in
breadth it could not have exceeded as many feet. So much for the exterior;
which, with its wire-like reed-twisted sides, not a little reminded me of
an immense aviary.</p>
<p>Stooping a little, you passed through a narrow aperture in its front; and
facing you, on entering, lay two long, perfectly straight, and
well-polished trunks of the cocoanut tree, extending the full length of
the dwelling; one of them placed closely against the rear, and the other
lying parallel with it some two yards distant, the interval between them
being spread with a multitude of gaily-worked mats, nearly all of a
different pattern. This space formed the common couch and lounging place
of the natives, answering the purpose of a divan in Oriental countries.
Here would they slumber through the hours of the night, and recline
luxuriously during the greater part of the day. The remainder of the floor
presented only the cool shining surfaces of the large stones of which the
'pi-pi' was composed.</p>
<p>From the ridge-pole of the house hung suspended a number of large packages
enveloped in coarse tappa; some of which contained festival dresses, and
various other matters of the wardrobe, held in high estimation. These were
easily accessible by means of a line, which, passing over the ridge-pole,
had one end attached to a bundle, while with the other, which led to the
side of the dwelling and was there secured, the package could be lowered
or elevated at pleasure.</p>
<p>Against the farther wall of the house were arranged in tasteful figures a
variety of spears and javelins, and other implements of savage warfare.
Outside of the habitation, and built upon the piazza-like area in its
front, was a little shed used as a sort of larder or pantry, and in which
were stored various articles of domestic use and convenience. A few yards
from the pi-pi was a large shed built of cocoanut boughs, where the
process of preparing the 'poee-poee' was carried on, and all culinary
operations attended to.</p>
<p>Thus much for the house, and its appurtenances; and it will be readily
acknowledged that a more commodious and appropriate dwelling for the
climate and the people could not possibly be devised. It was cool, free to
admit the air, scrupulously clean, and elevated above the dampness and
impurities of the ground.</p>
<p>But now to sketch the inmates; and here I claim for my tried servitor and
faithful valet Kory-Kory the precedence of a first description. As his
character will be gradually unfolded in the course of my narrative, I
shall for the present content myself with delineating his personal
appearance. Kory-Kory, though the most devoted and best natured
serving-man in the world, was, alas! a hideous object to look upon. He was
some twenty-five years of age, and about six feet in height, robust and
well made, and of the most extraordinary aspect. His head was carefully
shaven with the exception of two circular spots, about the size of a
dollar, near the top of the cranium, where the hair, permitted to grow of
an amazing length, was twisted up in two prominent knots, that gave him
the appearance of being decorated with a pair of horns. His beard, plucked
out by the root from every other part of his face, was suffered to droop
in hairy pendants, two of which garnished his under lip, and an equal
number hung from the extremity of his chin.</p>
<p>Kory-Kory, with a view of improving the handiwork of nature, and perhaps
prompted by a desire to add to the engaging expression of his countenance,
had seen fit to embellish his face with three broad longitudinal stripes
of tattooing, which, like those country roads that go straight forward in
defiance of all obstacles, crossed his nasal organ, descended into the
hollow of his eyes, and even skirted the borders of his mouth. Each
completely spanned his physiognomy; one extending in a line with his eyes,
another crossing the face in the vicinity of the nose, and the third
sweeping along his lips from ear to ear. His countenance thus triply
hooped, as it were, with tattooing, always reminded me of those unhappy
wretches whom I have sometimes observed gazing out sentimentally from
behind the grated bars of a prison window; whilst the entire body of my
savage valet, covered all over with representations of birds and fishes,
and a variety of most unaccountable-looking creatures, suggested to me the
idea of a pictorial museum of natural history, or an illustrated copy of
'Goldsmith's Animated Nature.'</p>
<p>But it seems really heartless in me to write thus of the poor islander,
when I owe perhaps to his unremitting attentions the very existence I now
enjoy. Kory-Kory, I mean thee no harm in what I say in regard to thy
outward adornings; but they were a little curious to my unaccustomed
sight, and therefore I dilate upon them. But to underrate or forget thy
faithful services is something I could never be guilty of, even in the
giddiest moment of my life.</p>
<p>The father of my attached follower was a native of gigantic frame, and had
once possessed prodigious physical powers; but the lofty form was now
yielding to the inroads of time, though the hand of disease seemed never
to have been laid upon the aged warrior. Marheyo—for such was his
name—appeared to have retired from all active participation in the
affairs of the valley, seldom or never accompanying the natives in their
various expeditions; and employing the greater part of his time in
throwing up a little shed just outside the house, upon which he was
engaged to my certain knowledge for four months, without appearing to make
any sensible advance. I suppose the old gentleman was in his dotage, for
he manifested in various ways the characteristics which mark this
particular stage of life.</p>
<p>I remember in particular his having a choice pair of ear-ornaments,
fabricated from the teeth of some sea-monster. These he would alternately
wear and take off at least fifty times in the course of the day, going and
coming from his little hut on each occasion with all the tranquillity
imaginable. Sometimes slipping them through the slits in his ears, he
would seize his spear—which in length and slightness resembled a
fishing-pole—and go stalking beneath the shadows of the neighbouring
groves, as if about to give a hostile meeting to some cannibal knight. But
he would soon return again, and hiding his weapon under the projecting
eaves of the house, and rolling his clumsy trinkets carefully in a piece
of tappa, would resume his more pacific operations as quietly as if he had
never interrupted them.</p>
<p>But despite his eccentricities, Marheyo was a most paternal and
warm-hearted old fellow, and in this particular not a little resembled his
son Kory-Kory. The mother of the latter was the mistress of the family,
and a notable housewife, and a most industrious old lady she was. If she
did not understand the art of making jellies, jams, custard, tea-cakes,
and such like trashy affairs, she was profoundly skilled in the mysteries
of preparing 'amar', 'poee-poee', and 'kokoo', with other substantial
matters.</p>
<p>She was a genuine busy-body; bustling about the house like a country
landlady at an unexpected arrival; for ever giving the young girls tasks
to perform, which the little hussies as often neglected; poking into every
corner, and rummaging over bundles of old tappa, or making a prodigious
clatter among the calabashes. Sometimes she might have been seen squatting
upon her haunches in front of a huge wooden basin, and kneading poee-poee
with terrific vehemence, dashing the stone pestle about as if she would
shiver the vessel into fragments; on other occasions, galloping about the
valley in search of a particular kind of leaf, used in some of her
recondite operations, and returning home, toiling and sweating, with a
bundle of it, under which most women would have sunk.</p>
<p>To tell the truth, Kory-Kory's mother was the only industrious person in
all the valley of Typee; and she could not have employed herself more
actively had she been left an exceedingly muscular and destitute widow,
with an inordinate ate supply of young children, in the bleakest part of
the civilized world. There was not the slightest necessity for the greater
portion of the labour performed by the old lady: but she seemed to work
from some irresistible impulse; her limbs continually swaying to and fro,
as if there were some indefatigable engine concealed within her body which
kept her in perpetual motion.</p>
<p>Never suppose that she was a termagant or a shrew for all this; she had
the kindliest heart in the world, and acted towards me in particular in a
truly maternal manner, occasionally putting some little morsel of choice
food into my hand, some outlandish kind of savage sweetmeat or pastry,
like a doting mother petting a sickly urchin with tarts and sugar plums.
Warm indeed are my remembrances of the dear, good, affectionate old Tinor!</p>
<p>Besides the individuals I have mentioned, there belonged to the household
three young men, dissipated, good-for-nothing, roystering blades of
savages, who were either employed in prosecuting love affairs with the
maidens of the tribe, or grew boozy on 'arva' and tobacco in the company
of congenial spirits, the scapegraces of the valley.</p>
<p>Among the permanent inmates of the house were likewise several lovely
damsels, who instead of thrumming pianos and reading novels, like more
enlightened young ladies, substituted for these employments the
manufacture of a fine species of tappa; but for the greater portion of the
time were skipping from house to house, gadding and gossiping with their
acquaintances.</p>
<p>From the rest of these, however, I must except the beauteous nymph
Fayaway, who was my peculiar favourite. Her free pliant figure was the
very perfection of female grace and beauty. Her complexion was a rich and
mantling olive, and when watching the glow upon her cheeks I could almost
swear that beneath the transparent medium there lurked the blushes of a
faint vermilion.</p>
<p>The face of this girl was a rounded oval, and each feature as perfectly
formed as the heart or imagination of man could desire.</p>
<p>Her full lips, when parted with a smile, disclosed teeth of dazzling
whiteness and when her rosy mouth opened with a burst of merriment, they
looked like the milk-white seeds of the 'arta,' a fruit of the valley,
which, when cleft in twain, shows them reposing in rows on each side,
imbedded in the red and juicy pulp. Her hair of the deepest brown, parted
irregularly in the middle, flowed in natural ringlets over her shoulders,
and whenever she chanced to stoop, fell over and hid from view her lovely
bosom. Gazing into the depths of her strange blue eyes, when she was in a
contemplative mood, they seemed most placid yet unfathomable; but when
illuminated by some lively emotion, they beamed upon the beholder like
stars. The hands of Fayaway were as soft and delicate as those of any
countess; for an entire exemption from rude labour marks the girlhood and
even prime of a Typee woman's life. Her feet, though wholly exposed, were
as diminutive and fairly shaped as those which peep from beneath the
skirts of a Lima lady's dress. The skin of this young creature, from
continual ablutions and the use of mollifying ointments, was inconceivably
smooth and soft.</p>
<p>I may succeed, perhaps, in particularizing some of the individual features
of Fayaway's beauty, but that general loveliness of appearance which they
all contributed to produce I will not attempt to describe. The easy
unstudied graces of a child of nature like this, breathing from infancy an
atmosphere of perpetual summer, and nurtured by the simple fruits of the
earth; enjoying a perfect freedom from care and anxiety, and removed
effectually from all injurious tendencies, strike the eye in a manner
which cannot be pourtrayed. This picture is no fancy sketch; it is drawn
from the most vivid recollections of the person delineated.</p>
<p>Were I asked if the beauteous form of Fayaway was altogether free from the
hideous blemish of tattooing, I should be constrained to answer that it
was not. But the practitioners of the barbarous art, so remorseless in
their inflictions upon the brawny limbs of the warriors of the tribe, seem
to be conscious that it needs not the resources of their profession to
augment the charms of the maidens of the vale.</p>
<p>The females are very little embellished in this way, and Fayaway, and all
the other young girls of her age, were even less so than those of their
sex more advanced in years. The reason of this peculiarity will be alluded
to hereafter. All the tattooing that the nymph in question exhibited upon
her person may be easily described. Three minute dots, no bigger than
pin-heads, decorated each lip, and at a little distance were not at all
discernible. Just upon the fall of the shoulder were drawn two parallel
lines half an inch apart, and perhaps three inches in length, the interval
being filled with delicately executed figures. These narrow bands of
tattooing, thus placed, always reminded me of those stripes of gold lace
worn by officers in undress, and which are in lieu of epaulettes to denote
their rank.</p>
<p>Thus much was Fayaway tattooed. The audacious hand which had gone so far
in its desecrating work stopping short, apparently wanting the heart to
proceed.</p>
<p>But I have omitted to describe the dress worn by this nymph of the valley.</p>
<p>Fayaway—I must avow the fact—for the most part clung to the
primitive and summer garb of Eden. But how becoming the costume!</p>
<p>It showed her fine figure to the best possible advantage; and nothing
could have been better adapted to her peculiar style of beauty. On
ordinary occasions she was habited precisely as I have described the two
youthful savages whom we had met on first entering the valley. At other
times, when rambling among the groves, or visiting at the houses of her
acquaintances, she wore a tunic of white tappa, reaching from her waist to
a little below the knees; and when exposed for any length of time to the
sun, she invariably protected herself from its rays by a floating mantle
of—the same material, loosely gathered about the person. Her gala
dress will be described hereafter.</p>
<p>As the beauties of our own land delight in bedecking themselves with
fanciful articles of jewellery, suspending them from their ears, hanging
them about their necks, and clasping them around their wrists; so Fayaway
and her companions were in the habit of ornamenting themselves with
similar appendages.</p>
<p>Flora was their jeweller. Sometimes they wore necklaces of small carnation
flowers, strung like rubies upon a fibre of tappa, or displayed in their
ears a single white bud, the stem thrust backward through the aperture,
and showing in front the delicate petals folded together in a beautiful
sphere, and looking like a drop of the purest pearl. Chaplets too,
resembling in their arrangement the strawberry coronal worn by an English
peeress, and composed of intertwined leaves and blossoms, often crowned
their temples; and bracelets and anklets of the same tasteful pattern were
frequently to be seen. Indeed, the maidens of the island were passionately
fond of flowers, and never wearied of decorating their persons with them;
a lovely trait in their character, and one that ere long will be more
fully alluded to.</p>
<p>Though in my eyes, at least, Fayaway was indisputably the loveliest female
I saw in Typee, yet the description I have given of her will in some
measure apply to nearly all the youthful portion of her sex in the valley.
Judge ye then, reader, what beautiful creatures they must have been.</p>
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