a footnote to history-第31章
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Jaeckel and the boats had gone outside the reef; and were to land
on the other side of the Vailele promontory; at Sunga; by the
buildings of the plantation。 It was Hufnagel's part to go and meet
them。 His way led straight into the woods and through the midst of
the Samoans; who had but now ceased firing。 He went in the saddle
and at a foot's pace; feeling speed and concealment to be equally
helpless; and that if he were to fall at all; he had best fall with
dignity。 Not a shot was fired at him; no effort made to arrest him
on his errand。 As he went; he spoke and even jested with the
Samoans; and they answered in good part。 One fellow was leaping;
yelling; and tossing his axe in the air; after the way of an
excited islander。 〃FAIMALOSI! go it!〃 said Hufnagel; and the
fellow laughed and redoubled his exertions。 As soon as the boats
entered the lagoon; fire was again opened from the woods。 The
fifty blue…jackets jumped overboard; hove down the boats to be a
shield; and dragged them towards the landing…place。 In this way;
their rations; and (what was more unfortunate) some of their
miserable provision of forty rounds got wetted; but the men came to
shore and garrisoned the plantation house without a casualty。
Meanwhile the sound of the firing from Sunga immediately renewed
the hostilities at Fangalii。 The civilians on shore decided that
Spengler must be at once guided to the house; and Haideln; the
surveyor; accepted the dangerous errand。 Like Hufnagel; he was
suffered to pass without question through the midst of these
platonic enemies。 He found Spengler some way inland on a knoll;
disastrously engaged; the woods around him filled with Samoans; who
were continuously reinforced。 In three successive charges;
cheering as they ran; the blue…jackets burst through their
scattered opponents; and made good their junction with Jaeckel。
Four men only remained upon the field; the other wounded being
helped by their comrades or dragging themselves painfully along。
The force was now concentrated in the house and its immediate patch
of garden。 Their rear; to the seaward; was unmolested; but on
three sides they were beleaguered。 On the left; the Samoans
occupied and fired from some of the plantation offices。 In front;
a long rising crest of land in the horse…pasture commanded the
house; and was lined with the assailants。 And on the right; the
hedge of the same paddock afforded them a dangerous cover。 It was
in this place that a Samoan sharpshooter was knocked over by
Jaeckel with his own hand。 The fire was maintained by the Samoans
in the usual wasteful style。 The roof was made a sieve; the balls
passed clean through the house; Lieutenant Sieger; as he lay;
already dying; on Hufnagel's bed; was despatched with a fresh
wound。 The Samoans showed themselves extremely enterprising:
pushed their lines forward; ventured beyond cover; and continually
threatened to envelop the garden。 Thrice; at least; it was
necessary to repel them by a sally。 The men were brought into the
house from the rear; the front doors were thrown suddenly open; and
the gallant blue…jackets issued cheering: necessary; successful;
but extremely costly sorties。 Neither could these be pushed far。
The foes were undaunted; so soon as the sailors advanced at all
deep in the horse…pasture; the Samoans began to close in upon both
flanks; and the sally had to be recalled。 To add to the dangers of
the German situation; ammunition began to run low; and the
cartridge…boxes of the wounded and the dead had been already
brought into use before; at about eight o'clock; the EBER steamed
into the bay。 Her commander; Wallis; threw some shells into
Letongo; one of which killed five men about their cooking…pot。 The
Samoans began immediately to withdraw; their movements were
hastened by a sortie; and the remains of the landing…party brought
on board。 This was an unfortunate movement; it gave an
irremediable air of defeat to what might have been else claimed for
a moderate success。 The blue…jackets numbered a hundred and forty
all told; they were engaged separately and fought under the worst
conditions; in the dark and among woods; their position in the
house was scarce tenable; they lost in killed and wounded fifty…
six; … forty per cent。; and their spirit to the end was above
question。 Whether we think of the poor sailor lads; always so
pleasantly behaved in times of peace; or whether we call to mind
the behaviour of the two civilians; Haideln and Hufnagel; we can
only regret that brave men should stand to be exposed upon so poor
a quarrel; or lives cast away upon an enterprise so hopeless。
News of the affair reached Apia early; and Moors; always curious of
these spectacles of war; was immediately in the saddle。 Near
Matafangatele he met a Manono chief; whom he asked if there were
any German dead。 〃I think there are about thirty of them knocked
over;〃 said he。 〃Have you taken their heads?〃 asked Moors。 〃Yes;〃
said the chief。 〃Some foolish people did it; but I have stopped
them。 We ought not to cut off their heads when they do not cut off
ours。〃 He was asked what had been done with the heads。 〃Two have
gone to Mataafa;〃 he replied; 〃and one is buried right under where
your horse is standing; in a basket wrapped in tapa。〃 This was
afterwards dug up; and I am told on native authority that; besides
the three heads; two ears were taken。 Moors next asked the Manono
man how he came to be going away。 〃The man…of…war is throwing
shells;〃 said he。 〃When they stopped firing out of the house; we
stopped firing also; so it was as well to scatter when the shells
began。 We could have killed all the white men。 I wish they had
been Tamaseses。〃 This is an EX PARTE statement; and I give it for
such; but the course of the affair; and in particular the
adventures of Haideln and Hufnagel; testify to a surprising lack of
animosity against the Germans。 About the same time or but a little
earlier than this conversation; the same spirit was being
displayed。 Hufnagel; with a party of labour; had gone out to bring
in the German dead; when he was surprised to be suddenly fired on
from the wood。 The boys he had with him were not negritos; but
Polynesians from the Gilbert Islands; and he suddenly remembered
that these might be easily mistaken for a detachment of Tamaseses。
Bidding his boys conceal themselves in a thicket; this brave man
walked into the open。 So soon as he was recognised; the firing
ceased; and the labourers followed him in safety。 This is
chivalrous war; but there was a side to it less chivalrous。 As
Moors drew nearer to Vailele; he began to meet Samoans with hats;
guns; and even shirts; taken from the German sailors。 With one of
these who had a hat and a gun he stopped and spoke。 The hat was
handed up for him to look at; it had the late owner's name on the
inside。 〃Where is he?〃 asked Moors。 〃He is dead; I cut his head
off。〃 〃You shot him?〃 〃No; somebody else shot him in the hip。
When I came; he put up his hands; and cried: 'Don't kill me; I am a
Malietoa man。' I did not believe him; and I cut his head off。。。。。。
Have you any ammunition to fit that gun?〃 〃I do not know。〃 〃What
has become of the cartridge…belt?〃 〃Another fellow grabbed that
and the cartridges; and he won't give them to me。〃 A dreadful and
silly picture of barbaric war。 The words of the German sailor must
be regarded as imaginary: how was the poor lad to speak native; or
the Samoan to understand German? When Moors came as far as Sunga;
the EBER was yet in the bay; the smoke of battle still lingered
among the trees; which were themselves marked with a thousand
bullet…wounds。 But the affair was over; the combatants; German and
Samoan; were all gone; and only a couple of negrito labour boys
lurked on the sce