a footnote to history-第4章
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is informed that this is the proper residence of the Samoan kings;
he will be the more surprised to observe a board set up; and to
read that this historic village is the property of the German firm。
But these boards; which are among the commonest features of the
landscape; may be rather taken to imply that the claim has been
disputed。 A little farther east he skirts the stores; offices; and
barracks of the firm itself。 Thence he will pass through Matafele;
the one really town…like portion of this long string of villages;
by German bars and stores and the German consulate; and reach the
Catholic mission and cathedral standing by the mouth of a small
river。 The bridge which crosses here (bridge of Mulivai) is a
frontier; behind is Matafele; beyond; Apia proper; behind; Germans
are supreme; beyond; with but few exceptions; all is Anglo…Saxon。
Here the reader will go forward past the stores of Mr。 Moors
(American) and Messrs。 MacArthur (English); past the English
mission; the office of the English newspaper; the English church;
and the old American consulate; till he reaches the mouth of a
larger river; the Vaisingano。 Beyond; in Matautu; his way takes
him in the shade of many trees and by scattered dwellings; and
presently brings him beside a great range of offices; the place and
the monument of a German who fought the German firm during his
life。 His house (now he is dead) remains pointed like a discharged
cannon at the citadel of his old enemies。 Fitly enough; it is at
present leased and occupied by Englishmen。 A little farther; and
the reader gains the eastern flanking angle of the bay; where
stands the pilot…house and signal…post; and whence he can see; on
the line of the main coast of the island; the British and the new
American consulates。
The course of his walk will have been enlivened by a considerable
to and fro of pleasure and business。 He will have encountered many
varieties of whites; … sailors; merchants; clerks; priests;
Protestant missionaries in their pith helmets; and the nondescript
hangers…on of any island beach。 And the sailors are sometimes in
considerable force; but not the residents。 He will think at times
there are more signboards than men to own them。 It may chance it
is a full day in the harbour; he will then have seen all manner of
ships; from men…of…war and deep…sea packets to the labour vessels
of the German firm and the cockboat island schooner; and if he be
of an arithmetical turn; he may calculate that there are more
whites afloat in Apia bay than whites ashore in the whole
Archipelago。 On the other hand; he will have encountered all ranks
of natives; chiefs and pastors in their scrupulous white clothes;
perhaps the king himself; attended by guards in uniform; smiling
policemen with their pewter stars; girls; women; crowds of cheerful
children。 And he will have asked himself with some surprise where
these reside。 Here and there; in the back yards of European
establishments; he may have had a glimpse of a native house elbowed
in a corner; but since he left Mulinuu; none on the beach where
islanders prefer to live; scarce one on the line of street。 The
handful of whites have everything; the natives walk in a foreign
town。 A year ago; on a knoll behind a bar…room; he might have
observed a native house guarded by sentries and flown over by the
standard of Samoa。 He would then have been told it was the seat of
government; driven (as I have to relate) over the Mulivai and from
beyond the German town into the Anglo…Saxon。 To…day; he will learn
it has been carted back again to its old quarters。 And he will
think it significant that the king of the islands should be thus
shuttled to and fro in his chief city at the nod of aliens。 And
then he will observe a feature more significant still: a house
with some concourse of affairs; policemen and idlers hanging by; a
man at a bank…counter overhauling manifests; perhaps a trial
proceeding in the front verandah; or perhaps the council breaking
up in knots after a stormy sitting。 And he will remember that he
is in the ELEELE SA; the 〃Forbidden Soil;〃 or Neutral Territory of
the treaties; that the magistrate whom he has just seen trying
native criminals is no officer of the native king's; and that this;
the only port and place of business in the kingdom; collects and
administers its own revenue for its own behoof by the hands of
white councillors and under the supervision of white consuls。 Let
him go further afield。 He will find the roads almost everywhere to
cease or to be made impassable by native pig…fences; bridges to be
quite unknown; and houses of the whites to become at once a rare
exception。 Set aside the German plantations; and the frontier is
sharp。 At the boundary of the ELEELE SA; Europe ends; Samoa
begins。 Here; then; is a singular state of affairs: all the
money; luxury; and business of the kingdom centred in one place;
that place excepted from the native government and administered by
whites for whites; and the whites themselves holding it not in
common but in hostile camps; so that it lies between them like a
bone between two dogs; each growling; each clutching his own end。
Should Apia ever choose a coat of arms; I have a motto ready:
〃Enter Rumour painted full of tongues。〃 The majority of the
natives do extremely little; the majority of the whites are
merchants with some four mails in the month; shopkeepers with some
ten or twenty customers a day; and gossip is the common resource of
all。 The town hums to the day's news; and the bars are crowded
with amateur politicians。 Some are office…seekers; and earwig king
and consul; and compass the fall of officials; with an eye to
salary。 Some are humorists; delighted with the pleasure of faction
for itself。 〃I never saw so good a place as this Apia;〃 said one
of these; 〃you can be in a new conspiracy every day!〃 Many; on the
other hand; are sincerely concerned for the future of the country。
The quarters are so close and the scale is so small; that perhaps
not any one can be trusted always to preserve his temper。 Every
one tells everything he knows; that is our country sickness。
Nearly every one has been betrayed at times; and told a trifle
more; the way our sickness takes the predisposed。 And the news
flies; and the tongues wag; and fists are shaken。 Pot boil and
caldron bubble!
Within the memory of man; the white people of Apia lay in the worst
squalor of degradation。 They are now unspeakably improved; both
men and women。 To…day they must be called a more than fairly
respectable population; and a much more than fairly intelligent。
The whole would probably not fill the ranks of even an English
half…battalion; yet there are a surprising number above the average
in sense; knowledge; and manners。 The trouble (for Samoa) is that
they are all here after a livelihood。 Some are sharp
practitioners; some are famous (justly or not) for foul play in
business。 Tales fly。 One merchant warns you against his
neighbour; the neighbour on the first occasion is found to return
the compliment: each with a good circumstantial story to the
proof。 There is so much copra in the islands; and no more; a man's
share of it is his share of bread; and commerce; like politics; is
here narrowed to a focus; shows its ugly side; and becomes as
personal as fisticuffs。 Close at their elbows; in all this
contention; stands the native looking on。 Like a child; his true
analogue; he observes; apprehends; misapprehends; and is usually
silent。 As in a child; a considerable intemperance of speech is
accompanied by some power of secrecy。 News he publishes; his
thoughts have often to be dug for。 He looks on at the rude career
of the dollar…hunt; and wonders。 He sees these men rolling in a
luxury beyond the ambition o