The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1902-04-20
STORY OF STlRRRIN C51IzzEVENISZ
T.. Thai 0BEFEIL IN QUIET SEAS
Kanaka Loa the sapely Wife Of Native Cieftain Whose
Beauty Was the Origin Of the Trouble That
Ended in His Death $500.
alv Wife Of a Native Oh
Kanaka l.oa, the Shapely
) Origin Of the Trouble
Beauty Was the Oh
Ended in His Death.
By =. JENKINS HAMS
Author Of Windjammers " &C use o. the Petrel ETC
Copyright, 1902 by Rotert Howard RusselL)

man She would swim out to Vessel
when there wasn't g. boat OF ca noe NANCY.
but all the women do that and when she
did she never went alone IL " u%n AZ
seen her that way you'd have seen the
uyettiest figure OF woman this side Oh
The states. But the whole business wasa
r,ined by that idea that the islanders
must be saved from. the devil. W here
ell the poor fellows went who lived and
died OH this archipelago in the last two
thousand years never concerned the mis-
sion. They must save the rest by making
Christians: of them and they converted
sNIalate and got him to help. Inc rou-
BILE came when q trader dropped IN 1or
water. reckon there was mighty little
of the aboard his schooner. - for they
served grog every watch He was q
sharp, mean Yankee from way on to the
BASTARD of the States, and they say there S
nothing much worse. When they run
mean on deep water they beat Liver
pool collier for deviltry. This fellow saw
Loa when she came aboard with some
others, and he set out for devil JOB.
He got the old missionary aboard bis
craft and prayed for him. There wasn't
anything religious he didn't do. Then he
found out the fellows weakness for rum
ard filled him with the worst that ever
came from the west coast. After that
he made himself all right with the chief
and was taken for the most pious skipper
in the South Pacific One day he had
a picnic aboard and got all the men drunk
and bundled into the canoes. Then he
ciapped all the women below matches
with Loa among them, hove In his anchor
and stood to sea- That was the last
anyone in the Archipelago ever heard Of
them. You see the chief knew the
Skipper and the missionary had been fast
friends and that both were good Chris
1N1vEy oa cfn
going to the mission and spent the days
on the beach looking for sails. When he
was satisfied his wife was gone for good
change came upon him. He began to
be sullen and norose. Perhaps a Chris
tan mlghtn't care If his wife was lifted
SO easily. He never forgot her Things
came to head when another trader
came in. The chief went aboard her
and instead of trading her for decent
goods he got full OF rum. Then he broke
loose He dived below and tore things
us, sma shing a cask Of the spirits and
setting fire to it. They shot at him but
missed and he sprang on deck and running
aft grabbed the skipper They went
over the side together and the chief held
the fellow below until he was dead. Then
he went on his way ashore and took the
old missionary down to the beach to see
the schooner burn. He asked him if
they weren't all Christians aboard, the
same as took his wife, and then he told
the poor old fellow that as he was a
Christian also. he must die. He had
waited a year for his wife to be brought
back and she hadn't come. The whole
outfit Of Christians were thieves and rob-
bers and he would kill all he could catch
The old fellow cav how he thing lay
and knew his time had come, and as the
chief carried him into the sea he prayed
loudly. That's the way matters were
when we came, and the fellow would be
free now If it wasn't for the-fact he knew
me. It was a hard job finding him and
tives were against US. we knew we could
keep clear. It was mostly by luck and
E-eanness I get him. The night before
we came back aboard. sir, the beat was
pulled into slue behind the barrier reef
where it was smooth and all hands
turned in on the sand. You know we
had been gone three days and were tired
out and the water was about used up.
About eight bells I was so thirsty woke
up and because the little stuff left in the
breaker was hot and dirty took a cut
lass and went down the beach intending
to get cecoanut and drink the milk.
I found a tree and climbed up and
slashed few down and then, as they
fell some distance from the trunk, I went
nosing about in the sand to find them,
for 1t was dark. When started to pick
UP one I noticed a footprint that was
not mine. The track led up the beach IN
to the jungle about three hundred
fathoms further on. Something made
me follow it, for we had tried everything
and failed, and in a little while found
myself in the thick bushes where 1t