he speak, but yet from signs that he made
Lauati and the girl knew that he wished to bury the dead man. So they
two dug a deep grave in the sand, far up on the bank, where it lay soft
and deep and covered with vines. When it was finished they lifted the
dead white man and laid him beside it. And as they looked upon him the
other came and knelt beside it and spoke many words into the ear that
heard not, and Uluvao wept again to see his grief. At last they laid him
in the grave and all three threw in the sand and filled it up.

"Then these two took the strange white man by the hand and led him
away into a little hut that was sometimes used by those who came to the
island to fish. They made him eat and then sleep, and while he slept
they carried up the things out of the boat and put them in the house
beside him.

*****

"When the sun was high in the heavens, the white man awoke, and my
father took his hand and pointed to the boat, and then to the houses
across the sea. He bent his head and followed, and they all got into the
boat, and hoisted the sail. When the boat came close to the passage of
Aleipata, the people ran from out their houses, and stood upon the beach
and wondered. And Lauati and Uluvao laughed and sang, and called out:
'Ho, ho, people! we have brought a great gift--a white man from over
the sea. Send word quickly to Tuialo that he may return and see this our
white man,' and, as the boat touched the sand, the old woman, the sister
of Tuialo, came up, and said to Lauati, 'Well hast thou done, O lucky
one! Better is this gift of a white man than many turtle.'

"Then she took the stranger to her house, and pigs and fowls were
killed, and yams and taro cooked, and a messenger sent to Tuialo to
hasten back quickly, and see this gift from the gods. For they were
quick to see that in the boat were muskets and powder and bullets, and
all the people rejoiced, for they thought that this white man could mend
for them many guns that were broken and useless, and help them to fight
against the men or Falifa.

*****

"In two days Tuialo came back, and he made much of the white man, and
Uluvao he gave to my father for wife. And for the white man were the
softest mats and the best pieces of _siapo_ and he lived for nearly the
space of two years in the chief's house. And all this time he worked
at making boats and mending the broken guns and muskets, and little by
little the words of our tongue came to him, and he lear