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mountain about sundown sometimes rings with shrill cries; 

like the hails of merry; scattered children。  As a matter of 

fact; I believe stealthy wood…cutters from Tanugamanono were 

above me in the wood and answerable for the blows; as for the 

laughter; a woman and two children had come and asked Fanny's 

leave to go up shrimp…fishing in the burn; beyond doubt; it 

was these I heard。  Just at the right time I returned; to 

wash down; change; and begin this snatch of letter before 

dinner was ready; and to finish it afterwards; before Henry 

has yet put in an appearance for his lesson in 'long 

explessions。'



Dinner: stewed beef and potatoes; baked bananas; new loaf…

bread hot from the oven; pine…apple in claret。  These are 

great days; we have been low in the past; but now are we as 

belly…gods; enjoying all things。





WEDNESDAY。  (HIST。 VAILIMA RESUMED。)





A gorgeous evening of after…glow in the great tree…tops and 

behind the mountain; and full moon over the lowlands and the 

sea; inaugurated a night of horrid cold。  To you effete 

denizens of the so…called temperate zone; it had seemed 

nothing; neither of us could sleep; we were up seeking extra 

coverings; I know not at what hour … it was as bright as day。  

The moon right over Vaea … near due west; the birds strangely 

silent; and the wood of the house tingling with cold; I 

believe it must have been 60 degrees!  Consequence; Fanny has 

a headache and is wretched; and I could do no work。  (I am 

trying all round for a place to hold my pen; you will hear 

why later on; this to explain penmanship。)  I wrote two 

pages; very bad; no movement; no life or interest; then I 

wrote a business letter; then took to tootling on the 

flageolet; till glory should call me farmering。



I took up at the fit time Lafaele and Mauga … Mauga; accent 

on the first; is a mountain; I don't know what Mauga means … 

mind what I told you of the value of g … to the garden; and 

set them digging; then turned my attention to the path。  I 

could not go into my bush path for two reasons: 1st; sore 

hands; 2nd; had on my trousers and good shoes。  Lucky it was。  

Right in the wild lime hedge which cuts athwart us just 

homeward of the garden; I found a great bed of kuikui … 

sensitive plant … our deadliest enemy。  A fool brought it to 

this island in a pot; and used to lecture and sentimentalise 

over the tender thing。  The tender thing has now taken charge 

of this island; and men fight it; with torn hands; for bread 

and life。  A singular; insidious thing; shrinking and biting 

like a weasel; clutching by its roots as a limpet clutches to 

a rock。  As I fought him; I bettered some verses in my poem; 

the WOODMAN; the only thought I gave to letters。  Though the 

kuikui was thick; there was but a small patch of it; and when 

I was done I attacked the wild lime; and had a hand…to…hand 

skirmish with its spines and elastic suckers。  All this time; 

close by; in the cleared space of the garden; Lafaele and 

Mauga were digging。  Suddenly quoth Lafaele; 'Somebody he 

sing out。' … 'Somebody he sing out?  All right。  I go。'  And 

I went and found they had been whistling and 'singing out' 

for long; but the fold of the hill and the uncleared bush 

shuts in the garden so that no one heard; and I was late for 

dinner; and Fanny's headache was cross; and when the meal was 

over; we had to cut up a pineapple which was going bad; to 

make jelly of; and the next time you have a handful of broken 

blood…blisters; apply pine…apple juice; and you will give me 

news of it; and I request a specimen of your hand of write 

five minutes after … the historic moment when I tackled this 

history。  My day so far。



Fanny was to have rested。  Blessed Paul began making a duck…

house; she let him be; the duck…house fell down; and she had 

to set her hand to it。  He was then to make a drinking…place 

for the pigs; she let him be again … he made a stair by which 

the pigs will probably escape this evening; and she was near 

weeping。  Impossible to blame the indefatigable fellow; 

energy is too rare and goodwill too noble a thing to 

discourage; but it's trying when she wants a rest。  Then she 

had to cook the dinner; then; of course … like a fool and a 

woman … must wait dinner for me; and make a flurry of 

herself。  Her day so far。  CETERA ADHUC DESUNT。





FRIDAY … I THINK。





I have been too tired to add to this chronicle; which will at 

any rate give you some guess of our employment。  All goes 

well; the kuikui … (think of this mispronunciation having 

actually infected me to the extent of misspelling! tuitui is 

the word by rights) … the tuitui is all out of the paddock … 

a fenced park between the house and boundary; Peni's men 

start to…day on the road; the garden is part burned; part 

dug; and Henry; at the head of a troop of underpaid 

assistants; is hard at work clearing。  The part clearing you 

will see from the map; from the house run down to the stream 

side; up the stream nearly as high as the garden; then back 

to the star which I have just added to the map。



My long; silent contests in the forest have had a strange 

effect on me。  The unconcealed vitality of these vegetables; 

their exuberant number and strength; the attempts … I can use 

no other word … of lianas to enwrap and capture the intruder; 

the awful silence; the knowledge that all my efforts are only 

like the performance of an actor; the thing of a moment; and 

the wood will silently and swiftly heal them up with fresh 

effervescence; the cunning sense of the tuitui; suffering 

itself to be touched with wind…swayed grasses and not minding 

… but let the grass be moved by a man; and it shuts up; the 

whole silent battle; murder; and slow death of the contending 

forest; weigh upon the imagination。  My poem the WOODMAN 

stands; but I have taken refuge in a new story; which just 

shot through me like a bullet in one of my moments of awe; 

alone in that tragic jungle:…





THE HIGH WOODS OF ULUFANUA。



1。 A South Sea Bridal。

2。 Under the Ban。

3。 Savao and Faavao。

4。 Cries in the High Wood。

5。 Rumour full of Tongues。

6。 The Hour of Peril。

7。 The Day of Vengeance。





It is very strange; very extravagant; I daresay; but it's 

varied; and picturesque; and has a pretty love affair; and 

ends well。  Ulufanua is a lovely Samoan word; ulu=grove; 

fanua=land; grove…land … 'the tops of the high trees。'  

Savao; 'sacred to the wood;' and Faavao; 'wood…ways;' are the 

names of two of the characters; Ulufanua the name of the 

supposed island。



I am very tired; and rest off to…day from all but letters。  

Fanny is quite done up; she could not sleep last night; 

something it seemed like asthma … I trust not。  I suppose 

Lloyd will be about; so you can give him the benefit of this 

long scrawl。  Never say that I CAN'T write a letter; say that 

I don't。 … Yours ever; my dearest fellow;

R。 L。 S。





LATER ON FRIDAY。





The guid wife had bread to bake; and she baked it in a pan; 

O!  But between whiles she was down with me weeding sensitive 

in the paddock。  The men have but now passed over it; I was 

round in that very place to see the weeding was done 

thoroughly; and already the reptile springs behind our heels。  

Tuitui is a truly strange beast; and gives food for thought。  

I am nearly sure … I cannot yet be quite; I mean to 

experiment; when I am less on the hot chase of the beast … 

that; even at the instant he shrivels up his leaves; he 

strikes his prickles downward so as to catch the uprooting 

finger; instinctive; say the gabies; but so is man's impulse 

to strike out。  One thing that takes and holds me is to see 

the strange variation in the propagation of alarm among these 

rooted beasts; at times it spreads to a radius (I speak by 

the guess of the eye) of five or six inches; at times only 

one individual 

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