The cocoanuts and bananas were chopped down, the taro gardens uprooted, and the pigs and chickens killed.
It taught Fanfoa a lesson, but in the meantime he was out of tobacco.Also, his young men were too frightened to sign on with the recruiting vessels.That was why Fanfoa ordered his slave, Mauki, to be carried down and signed on for half a case of tobacco advance, along with knives, axes, calico, and beads, which he would pay for with his toil on the plantations.Mauki was sorely frightened when they brought him on board the schooner.He was a lamb led to the slaughter.White men were ferocious creatures.They had to be, or else they would not make a practice of venturing along the Malaita coast and into all harbors, two on a schooner, when each schooner carried from fifteen to twenty blacks as boat's crew, and often as high as sixty or seventy black recruits.In addition to this, there was always the danger of the shore population, the suddenattack and the cutting off of the schooner and all hands.Truly, white men must be terrible.Besides, they were possessed of such devil-devils--rifles that shot very rapidly many times, things of iron and brass that made the schooners go when there was no wind, and boxes that talked and laughed just as men talked and laughed.
Ay, and he had heard of one white man whose particular devil-devil was so powerful that he could take out all his teeth and put them back at will.
Down into the cabin they took Mauki.On deck, the one white man kept guard with two revolvers in his belt.In the cabin the other white man sat with a book before him, in which he inscribed strange marks and lines.He looked at Mauki as though he had been a pig or a fowl, glanced under the hollows of his arms, and wrote in the book.Then he held out the writing stick and Mauki just barely touched it with his hand, in so doing pledging himself to toil for three years on the plantations of the Moongleam Soap Company.It was not explained to him that the will of the ferocious white men would be used to enforce the pledge, and that, behind all, for the same use, was all the power and all the warships of Great Britain.
Other blacks there were on board, from unheard-of far places, and when the white man spoke to them, they tore the long feather from Mauki's hair, cut that same hair short, and wrapped about his waist a lava- lava of bright yellow calico.
After many days on the schooner, and after beholding more land and islands than he had ever dreamed of, he was landed on New Georgia, and put to work in the field clearing jungle and cutting cane grass.For the first time he knew what work was.Even as a slave to Fanfoa he had not worked like this.And he did not like work.It was up at dawn and in at dark, on two meals a day.And the food was tiresome.For weeks at a time they were given nothing but sweet potatoes to eat, and for weeks at a time it would be nothing but rice.He cut out the cocoanut from the shells day after day; and for long days and weeks he fed the fires that smoked the copra, till his eyes got sore and he was set to felling trees.He was a good axe-man, and later he was put in the bridge-building gang.Once, he waspunished by being put in the road-building gang.At times he served as boat's crew in the whale boats, when they brought in copra from distant beaches or when the white men went out to dynamite fish.
Among other things he learned beche-de-mer English, with which he could talk with all white men, and with all recruits who otherwise would have talked in a thousand different dialects.Also, he learned certain things about the white men, principally that they kept their word.If they told a boy he was going to receive a stick of tobacco, he got it.If they told a boy they would knock seven bells out of him if he did a certain thing, when he did that thing, seven bells invariably were knocked out of him.Mauki did not know what seven bells were, but they occurred in beche-de- mer, and he imagined them to be the blood and teeth that sometimes accompanied the process of knocking out seven bells.One other thing he learned: no boy was struck or punished unless he did wrong.Even when the white men were drunk, as they were frequently, they never struck unless a rule had been broken.
Mauki did not like the plantation.He hated work, and he was the son of a chief.Furthermore, it was ten years since he had been stolen from Port Adams by Fanfoa, and he was homesick.He was even homesick for the slavery under Fanfoa.So he ran away.He struck back into the bush, with the idea of working southward to the beach and stealing a canoe in which to go home to Port Adams.
But the fever got him, and he was captured and brought back more dead than alive.
A second time he ran away, in the company of two Malaita boys.They got down the coast twenty miles, and were hidden in the hut of a Malaita freeman, who dwelt in that village.But in the dead of night two white men came, who were not afraid of all the village people and who knocked seven bells out of the three runaways, tied them like pigs, and tossed them into the whale boat.But the man in whose house they had hidden--seven times seven bells must have been knocked out of him from the way the hair, skin, and teeth flew, and he was discouraged for the rest of his natural life from harboring runaway laborers.
