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<h2> CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR </h2>
<h3> THE ESCAPE </h3>
<p>NEARLY three weeks had elapsed since the second visit of Marnoo, and it
must have been more than four months since I entered the valley, when one
day about noon, and whilst everything was in profound silence, Mow-Mow,
the one-eyed chief, suddenly appeared at the door, and leaning towards me
as I lay directly facing him, said in a low tone, 'Toby pemi ena' (Toby
has arrived here). Gracious heaven! What a tumult of emotions rushed upon
me at this startling intelligence! Insensible to the pain that had before
distracted me, I leaped to my feet, and called wildly to Kory-Kory who was
reposing by my side. The startled islanders sprang from their mats; the
news was quickly communicated to them; and the next moment I was making my
way to the Ti on the back of Kory-Kory; and surrounded by the excited
savages.</p>
<p>All that I could comprehend of the particulars which Mow-Mow rehearsed to
his audience as we proceeded, was that my long-lost companion had arrived
in a boat which had just entered the bay. These tidings made me most
anxious to be carried at once to the sea, lest some untoward circumstance
should prevent our meeting; but to this they would not consent, and
continued their course towards the royal abode. As we approached it,
Mehevi and several chiefs showed themselves from the piazza, and called
upon us loudly to come to them.</p>
<p>As soon as we had approached, I endeavoured to make them understand that I
was going down to the sea to meet Toby. To this the king objected, and
motioned Kory-Kory to bring me into the house. It was in vain to resist;
and in a few moments I found myself within the Ti, surrounded by a noisy
group engaged in discussing the recent intelligence. Toby's name was
frequently repeated, coupled with violent exclamations of astonishment. It
seemed as if they yet remained in doubt with regard to the fact of his
arrival, at at every fresh report that was brought from the shore they
betrayed the liveliest emotions.</p>
<p>Almost frenzied at being held in this state of suspense, I passionately
besought Mehevi to permit me to proceed. Whether my companion had arrived
or not, I felt a presentiment that my own fate was about to be decided.
Again and again I renewed my petition to Mehevi. He regarded me with a
fixed and serious eye, but at length yielding to my importunity,
reluctantly granted my request.</p>
<p>Accompanied by some fifty of the natives, I now rapidly continued my
journey; every few moments being transferred from the back of one to
another, and urging my bearer forward all the while with earnest
entreaties. As I thus hurried forward, no doubt as to the truth of the
information I had received ever crossed my mind.</p>
<p>I was alive only to the one overwhelming idea, that a chance of
deliverance was now afforded me, if the jealous opposition of the savages
could be overcome.</p>
<p>Having been prohibited from approaching the sea during the whole of my
stay in the valley, I had always associated with it the idea of escape.
Toby too—if indeed he had ever voluntarily deserted me—must
have effected this flight by the sea; and now that I was drawing near to
it myself, I indulged in hopes which I had never felt before. It was
evident that a boat had entered the bay, and I saw little reason to doubt
the truth of the report that it had brought my companion. Every time
therefore that we gained an elevation, I looked eagerly around, hoping to
behold him. In the midst of an excited throng, who by their violent
gestures and wild cries appeared to be under the influence of some
excitement as strong as my own, I was now borne along at a rapid trot,
frequently stooping my head to avoid the branches which crossed the path,
and never ceasing to implore those who carried me to accelerate their
already swift pace.</p>
<p>In this manner we had proceeded about four or five miles, when we were met
by a party of some twenty islanders, between whom and those who
accompanied me ensued an animated conference. Impatient of the delay
occasioned by this interruption, I was beseeching the man who carried me
to proceed without his loitering companions, when Kory-Kory, running to my
side, informed me, in three fatal words, that the news had all proved,
false—that Toby had not arrived—'Toby owlee pemi'. Heaven only
knows how, in the state of mind and body I then was, I ever sustained the
agony which this intelligence caused me; not that the news was altogether
unexpected; but I had trusted that the fact might not have been made known
until we should have arrived upon the beach. As it was, I at once foresaw
the course the savages would pursue. They had only yielded thus far to my
entreaties, that I might give a joyful welcome to my long-lost comrade;
but now that it was known he had not arrived they would at once oblige me
to turn back.</p>
<p>My anticipations were but too correct. In spite of the resistance I made,
they carried me into a house which was near the spot, and left me upon the
mats. Shortly afterwards several of those who had accompanied me from the
Ti, detaching themselves from the others, proceeded in the direction of
the sea. Those who remained—among whom were Marheyo, Mow-Mow,
Kory-Kory, and Tinor—gathered about the dwelling, and appeared to be
awaiting their return.</p>
<p>This convinced me that strangers—perhaps some of my own countrymen—had
for some cause or other entered the bay. Distracted at the idea of their
vicinity, and reckless of the pain which I suffered, I heeded not the
assurances of the islanders, that there were no boats at the beach, but
starting to my feet endeavoured to gain the door. Instantly the passage
was blocked up by several men, who commanded me to resume my seat. The
fierce looks of the irritated savages admonished me that I could gain
nothing by force, and that it was by entreaty alone that I could hope to
compass my object.</p>
<p>Guided by this consideration, I turned to Mow-Mow, the only chief present
whom I had been much in the habit of seeing, and carefully concealing, my
real design, tried to make him comprehend that I still believed Toby to
have arrived on the shore, and besought him to allow me to go forward to
welcome him.</p>
<p>To all his repeated assertions, that my companion had not been seen, I
pretended to turn a deaf ear, while I urged my solicitations with an
eloquence of gesture which the one-eyed chief appeared unable to resist.
He seemed indeed to regard me as a forward child, to whose wishes he had
not the heart to oppose force, and whom he must consequently humour. He
spoke a few words to the natives, who at once retreated from the door, and
I immediately passed out of the house.</p>
<p>Here I looked earnestly round for Kory-Kory; but that hitherto faithful
servitor was nowhere to be seen. Unwilling to linger even for a single
instant when every moment might be so important, I motioned to a muscular
fellow near me to take me upon his back; to my surprise he angrily
refused. I turned to another, but with a like result. A third attempt was
as unsuccessful, and I immediately perceived what had induced Mow-Mow to
grant my request, and why the other natives conducted themselves in so
strange a manner. It was evident that the chief had only given me liberty
to continue my progress towards the sea, because he supposed that I was
deprived of the means of reaching it.</p>
<p>Convinced by this of their determination to retain me a captive, I became
desperate; and almost insensible to the pain which I suffered, I seized a
spear which was leaning against the projecting eaves of the house, and
supporting myself with it, resumed the path that swept by the dwelling. To
my surprise, I was suffered to proceed alone; all the natives remaining in
front of the house, and engaging in earnest conversation, which every
moment became more loud and vehement; and to my unspeakable delight, I
perceived that some difference of opinion had arisen between them; that
two parties, in short, were formed, and consequently that in their divided
counsels there was some chance of my deliverance.</p>
<p>Before I had proceeded a hundred yards I was again surrounded by the
savages, who were still in all the heat of argument, and appeared every
moment as if they would come to blows. In the midst of this tumult old
Marheyo came to my side, and I shall never forget the benevolent
expression of his countenance. He placed his arm upon my shoulder, and
emphatically pronounced the only two English words I had taught him 'Home'
and 'Mother'. I at once understood what he meant, and eagerly expressed my
thanks to him. Fayaway and Kory-Kory were by his side, both weeping
violently; and it was not until the old man had twice repeated the command
that his son could bring himself to obey him, and take me again upon his
back. The one-eyed chief opposed his doing so, but he was overruled, and,
as it seemed to me, by some of his own party.</p>
<p>We proceeded onwards, and never shall I forget the ecstasy I felt when I
first heard the roar of the surf breaking upon the beach. Before long I
saw the flashing billows themselves through the opening between the trees.
Oh glorious sight and sound of ocean! with what rapture did I hail you as
familiar friends! By this time the shouts of the crowd upon the beach were
distinctly audible, and in the blended confusion of sounds I almost
fancied I could distinguish the voices of my own countrymen.</p>
<p>When we reached the open space which lay between the groves and the sea,
the first object that met my view was an English whale-boat, lying with
her bow pointed from the shore, and only a few fathoms distant from it. It
was manned by five islanders, dressed in shirt tunics of calico. My first
impression was that they were in the very act of pulling out from the bay;
and that, after all my exertions, I had come too late. My soul sunk within
me: but a second glance convinced me that the boat was only hanging off to
keep out of the surf; and the next moment I heard my own name shouted out
by a voice from the midst of the crowd.</p>
<p>Looking in the direction of the sound, I perceived, to my indescribable
joy, the tall figure of Karakoee, an Oahu Kanaka, who had often been
aboard the 'Dolly', while she lay in Nukuheva. He wore the green
shooting-jacket with gilt buttons, which had been given to him by an
officer of the Reine Blanche—the French flag-ship—and in which
I had always seen him dressed. I now remembered the Kanaka had frequently
told me that his person was tabooed in all the valleys of the island, and
the sight of him at such a moment as this filled my heart with a tumult of
delight.</p>
<p>Karakoee stood near the edge of the water with a large roll of
cotton-cloth thrown over one arm, and holding two or three canvas bags of
powder, while with the other hand he grasped a musket, which he appeared
to be proffering to several of the chiefs around him. But they turned with
disgust from his offers and seemed to be impatient at his presence, with
vehement gestures waving him off to his boat, and commanding him to
depart.</p>
<p>The Kanaka, however, still maintained his ground, and I at once perceived
that he was seeking to purchase my freedom. Animated by the idea, I called
upon him loudly to come to me; but he replied, in broken English, that the
islanders had threatened to pierce him with their spears, if he stirred a
foot towards me. At this time I was still advancing, surrounded by a dense
throng of the natives, several of whom had their hands upon me, and more
than one javelin was threateningly pointed at me. Still I perceived
clearly that many of those least friendly towards me looked irresolute and
anxious. I was still some thirty yards from Karakoee when my farther
progress was prevented by the natives, who compelled me to sit down upon
the ground, while they still retained their hold upon my arms. The din and
tumult now became tenfold, and I perceived that several of the priests
were on the spot, all of whom were evidently urging Mow-Mow and the other
chiefs to prevent my departure; and the detestable word 'Roo-ne! Roo-ne!'
which I had heard repeated a thousand times during the day, was now
shouted out on every side of me. Still I saw that the Kanaka continued his
exertions in my favour—that he was boldly debating the matter with
the savages, and was striving to entice them by displaying his cloth and
powder, and snapping the lock of his musket. But all he said or did
appeared only to augment the clamours of those around him, who seemed bent
upon driving him into the sea.</p>
<p>When I remembered the extravagant value placed by these people upon the
articles which were offered to them in exchange for me, and which were so
indignantly rejected, I saw a new proof of the same fixed determination of
purpose they had all along manifested with regard to me, and in despair,
and reckless of consequences, I exerted all my strength, and shaking
myself free from the grasp of those who held me, I sprang upon my feet and
rushed towards Karakoee.</p>
<p>The rash attempt nearly decided my fate; for, fearful that I might slip
from them, several of the islanders now raised a simultaneous shout, and
pressing upon Karakoee, they menaced him with furious gestures, and
actually forced him into the sea. Appalled at their violence, the poor
fellow, standing nearly to the waist in the surf, endeavoured to pacify
them; but at length fearful that they would do him some fatal violence, he
beckoned to his comrades to pull in at once, and take him into the boat.</p>
<p>It was at this agonizing moment, when I thought all hope was ended, that a
new contest arose between the two parties who had accompanied me to the
shore; blows were struck, wounds were given, and blood flowed. In the
interest excited by the fray, every one had left me except Marheyo,
Kory-Kory and poor dear Fayaway, who clung to me, sobbing indignantly. I
saw that now or never was the moment. Clasping my hands together, I looked
imploringly at Marheyo, and move towards the now almost deserted beach.
The tears were in the old man's eyes, but neither he nor Kory-Kory
attempted to hold me, and I soon reached the Kanaka, who had anxiously
watched my movements; the rowers pulled in as near as they dared to the
edge of the surf; I gave one parting embrace to Fayaway, who seemed
speechless with sorrow, and the next instant I found myself safe in the
boat, and Karakoee by my side, who told the rowers at once to give way.
Marheyo and Kory-Kory, and a great many of the women, followed me into the
water, and I was determined, as the only mark of gratitude I could show,
to give them the articles which had been brought as my ransom. I handed
the musket to Kory-Kory, with a rapid gesture which was equivalent to a
'Deed of Gift'; threw the roll of cotton to old Marheyo, pointing as I did
so to poor Fayaway, who had retired from the edge of the water and was
sitting down disconsolate on the shingles; and tumbled the powder-bags out
to the nearest young ladies, all of whom were vastly willing to take them.
This distribution did not occupy ten seconds, and before it was over the
boat was under full way; the Kanaka all the while exclaiming loudly
against what he considered a useless throwing away of valuable property.</p>
<p>Although it was clear that my movements had been noticed by several of the
natives, still they had not suspended the conflict in which they were
engaged, and it was not until the boat was above fifty yards from the
shore that Mow-Mow and some six or seven other warriors rushed into the
sea and hurled their javelins at us. Some of the weapons passed quite as
close to us as was desirable, but no one was wounded, and the men pulled
away gallantly. But although soon out of the reach of the spears, our
progress was extremely slow; it blew strong upon the shore, and the tide
was against us; and I saw Karakoee, who was steering the boat, give many a
look towards a jutting point of the bay round which we had to pass.</p>
<p>For a minute or two after our departure, the savages, who had formed into
different groups, remained perfectly motionless and silent. All at-once
the enraged chief showed by his gestures that he had resolved what course
he would take. Shouting loudly to his companions, and pointing with his
tomahawk towards the headland, he set off at full speed in that direction,
and was followed by about thirty of the natives, among whom were several
of the priests, all yelling out 'Roo-ne! Roo-ne!' at the very top of their
voices. Their intention was evidently to swim off from the headland and
intercept us in our course. The wind was freshening every minute, and was
right in our teeth, and it was one of those chopping angry seas in which
it is so difficult to row. Still the chances seemed in our favour, but
when we came within a hundred yards of the point, the active savages were
already dashing into the water, and we all feared that within five
minutes' time we should have a score of the infuriated wretches around us.
If so our doom was sealed, for these savages, unlike the feeble swimmer of
civilized countries, are, if anything, more formidable antagonists in the
water than when on the land. It was all a trial of strength; our natives
pulled till their oars bent again, and the crowd of swimmers shot through
the water despite its roughness, with fearful rapidity.</p>
<p>By the time we had reached the headland, the savages were spread right
across our course. Our rowers got out their knives and held them ready
between their teeth, and I seized the boat-hook. We were all aware that if
they succeeded in intercepting us they would practise upon us the
manoeuvre which has proved so fatal to many a boat's crew in these seas.
They would grapple the oars, and seizing hold of the gunwhale, capsize the
boat, and then we should be entirely at their mercy.</p>
<p>After a few breathless moments discerned Mow-Mow. The athletic islander,
with his tomahawk between his teeth, was dashing the water before him till
it foamed again. He was the nearest to us, and in another instant he would
have seized one of the oars. Even at the moment I felt horror at the act I
was about to commit; but it was no time for pity or compunction, and with
a true aim, and exerting all my strength, I dashed the boat-hook at him.
It struck him just below the throat, and forced him downwards. I had no
time to repeat the blow, but I saw him rise to the surface in the wake of
the boat, and never shall I forget the ferocious expression of his
countenance.</p>
<p>Only one other of the savages reached the boat. He seized the gunwhale,
but the knives of our rowers so mauled his wrists, that he was forced to
quit his hold, and the next minute we were past them all, and in safety.
The strong excitement which had thus far kept me up, now left me, and I
fell back fainting into the arms of Karakoee.</p>
<p>. . . . . . . .<br/></p>
<p>The circumstances connected with my most unexpected escape may be very
briefly stated. The captain of an Australian vessel, being in distress for
men in these remote seas, had put into Nukuheva in order to recruit his
ship's company; but not a single man was to be obtained; and the barque
was about to get under weigh, when she was boarded by Karakoee, who
informed the disappointed Englishman that an American sailor was detained
by the savages in the neighbouring bay of Typee; and he offered, if
supplied with suitable articles of traffic, to undertake his release. The
Kanaka had gained his intelligence from Marnoo, to whom, after all, I was
indebted for my escape. The proposition was acceded to; and Karakoee,
taking with him five tabooed natives of Nukuheva, again repaired aboard
the barque, which in a few hours sailed to that part of the island, and
threw her main-top-sail aback right off the entrance to the Typee bay. The
whale-boat, manned by the tabooed crew, pulled towards the head of the
inlet, while the ship lay 'off and on' awaiting its return.</p>
<p>The events which ensued have already been detailed, and little more
remains to be related. On reaching the 'Julia' I was lifted over the side,
and my strange appearance and remarkable adventure occasioned the
liveliest interest. Every attention was bestowed upon me that humanity
could suggest. But to such a state was I reduced, that three months
elapsed before I recovered my health.</p>
<p>The mystery which hung over the fate of my friend and companion Toby has
never been cleared up. I still remain ignorant whether he succeeded in
leaving the valley, or perished at the hands of the islanders.</p>
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