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The Cruise of the Kawa: Wanderings in the South Seas

Chapter 7 No.7

Word Count: 2128    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

c on the mountain. Hearts and flowers. Whinney delivers a geological disse

hey were the happiest of my existence. The semi-detachment of our islan

d with a supply of breadfruit sandwiches, sun-baked cuttywink eggs and a gallon or two

the bright sunlight of our days. Why this was I could not have said,-indeed I should have probably denied that it was so, yet the fact remains that on some of our excursions to

s it apparent in its affect on Mrs. Whinney whose maiden name, Babai-Alova-babai (Trip

ti!" she used to cry. "Do not

d done a good job. William Henry and his bride took up lodgings in a tall tree near the lagoon whence they used mournfully to regard the floating home in which they had spent their

en paa-paa sail and the new yard-arm, which, in the absence o

der our counter only to appear on the other side decked with polyp buds as if crowned by Neptune himself. At this game Babai-Alova-Babai

Perhaps it was my experience with the w

rable of all was our first trip to the mountain

ry stroke flocks of iridescent dew-fish rose about us uttering their brittle note, "Klicketty-inkle! Klicketty-inkle!" [Footnote: One of the pleasantest sights imaginable i

ion: Golde

n Note: GOLD

ly after much persuasion that they agreed to be photographed but, when finally posed to Mr. Whinney's satisfaction, they entered into the spirit of the occasion by bursting into the national anthem of Love, which is described in Chapter II. The instruments are the bombi, a hollow s

s rigolo on a coral branch and delayed us five minutes. But we were soo

inney was easily the star, his scientific knowledge enabling him to point out countl

olored reptile. "The tritulus annularis or pink

f course, Babai must have one, too, and great were our exer

on which kept all manner of insects at bay), we wound toward the summit, stopping ever and anon to admire the clif

all that I made almost the only

n drinking,

otly, "it's these colors

ow-wow I

ancing toward me, fluttering her taa-taa in the same

," I said. "I was

d chinned each other un

shall describe it, or rather I shall quote Whinney who at this moment reache

d, in Filbertese, but I fear that my readers would

Creation to an audience of islands. Far-flung they stretched, these jeweled confections, while below, almost at our very feet, we could see

tand is a carboniferous upthrust of metamorphosed schists, shale

ter. In fact, their attitude throughout

rystals have been exposed by erosion, leaving on the upper levels fau

!" shout

ne of detritus shed alluvially into the sea, thus leaving a geosyncline of volcanic ash e

n: William H

Note: WILLIA

ilberts he was photographed as we see him wearing a native wreath of nabiscus blooms and having discarded shoes. Every day he discarded some article of raiment. It was he who first took unto himself an island mate. It was he who ultimately abandoned all hope of ever seeing his home and country

the women, for the discourse was really superb. In English its melodic charm is los

our mountain paradise we felt the re

said, "I think we

ing we proposed was agreeable to them. As we trooped down the mountain singing, o

next instant had climbed with amazing agility to the top of a towering palm whence she returned bearing a semi-spheric b

" she cried. "Hide

slid over the faulted and tilted strata to which Whinney had referred until we reached the beach. High above u

tration: THE NEST OF A FATU-LIVA]) when we reached the yawl. It is an excellent picture t

stined to play an important part in our adventures. Kippiputuona, my own true mate, there is something ironically tragic in the thought that

of his talk and I noticed that Triplett's attention was wandering. His eye was firmly fixed on the flower in Kippy's hair. That calle

rupted Whinney to say i

ou please, would you

to obey, which she w

he Captain, "kind

bus

owly turned o

mbling hand, Triplett

y's

thing. Poor Kippy was torn between love of me and what she thought was duty to my chief. I had a most difficult time explaining to her that Triplett

ad escorted the ladies

awl. Peering through th

f a phosphorous dip wor

e blue flower in a

s I stood beside him an instan

riplett, "is a

is a compa

ett, "is--," but for the thir

t over th

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