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Also note that Fred
Walpole is responsible for a unique report of surfboard riding, on the
shores of the Meditteranean in 1851.
See
1851 Fredrick
Walpole : Surfboard Riding, Ruad,
Syria.
Extracts from The
Ansayrii, (or Assassins,) with travels in the further East, in 1850-51,
R. Bentley, London, 1851
[At Byron's
Bay - Hilo, Hawaii]
The ship was
soon surrounded by about two or
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three hundred
canoes, full of the noisy natives.
They came off
with fruit, vegetables, fowls, ducks, goats, pigs, turkeys, geese, and
green and fresh eatables of all sorts.
So, not to the
eye only, was the sight fair - our salt-meat-accustomed palates throbbed
at the expected feast ; our old tortoise even (a tame one on board) woke
out of his sleep, left his corner, and wantoned on the fresh food, till
he could eat no more.
The excitement
among the natives was tremendous : hundreds came merely to look at us ;
they had never seen so big a man-of-war, and when asked if certain hours
were not enough for visiting, they said, " No ; we can never look enough
; all day and all night are not long enough."
The market alongside
baffled description : here, a man had swum off with a large live pig ;
his legs resting on a pole, and he quite uproarious at the aquatics.
There were fellows
with fowls and turkeys, swimming along on two bits of wood ; the animals,
the very pictures of despair, dropped their heads and wings, and ceased
to prune their feathers, far too hopeless for that.
Then, the outside
people, seeing the rapid sale of those nearer, seized their wares, and
dashing over the sides of their canoes, rose at the gangway with their
stock-in-trade, pine- apples, cocoa-nuts, guanas, fowls, pigs, goats, all
ready for traffic.
Everything seems
made to swim in this place.
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One of the greatest
attractions was a waterfall, about three hundred yards up the river.
It needed not
the feats done there to make the fall of the Wailuka, or River of Destruction,
worth looking at.
The river ran
for some hundred yards or so in rapids, over rocks and stones, the banks,
crag, and precipice, two hundred feet high, whose rudeness was softened
and refined by tendrils and creepers, that hung down to the foaming water,
which illnaturedly jerked them as
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[DANGEROUS FEAT]
it rushed by.
A huge rock divided
the stream, one half of which dashed petulantly on, and met a noisy fate
down the fall ; while the other, of a milder, gentler nature, ran along
a channel of solid rock, and fell in one heavy stream a depth of about
twenty- five feet, joining the rough waters below.
A little turmoil
succeeded the junction, then they flowed quietly on, like brothers, arm-in-arm,
till they fell again, and soon were lost in the salt waters of the ocean.
The great delight
of the natives is to go down this fall.
They sit in the
channel I have described : they utter a shout, a scream of joy, join the
hands gracefully over the head, and, one after another, the girls of Hilo
descend, emerging like sea-nymphs in the eddy below.
The figure, as
it gleams for an instant in the body of water, appears, to those standing
below, quite perfect, and the gay shouts and laughing taunt to follow,
has led to the death of many ; for there is some secret current that not
only drowns, but carries away the body too.
The feat was
attempted by three of our men, but none, I think, did it twice.
The descent of the lower fall is a lesser feat, and the sensation of going down it head foremost delightful ; even that, however, is often fatal ; and during our stay here, a man was lost merely through making
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[GRACEFUL AGILITY OF THE WOMEN]
a false step from
the bank.
The surprising
agility of the women especially, baffles description.
One will sit
by your side on the high bank, and remain so till you throw a stone into
the water, with all your force, then down she jumps, straight as an arrow,
her feet crossed, one over the instep of the other, and emerges with a
laugh, holding up the stone.
On first attempting
to rise to the surface after going down the fall, the water seems, from
the force of the current, to be matted overhead, and it is only by striking
out into the eddy that you can rise ; this the girls manage to perfection.
They kick out
their feet both together, and replaiting their hair with their hands, they
float about the edge with a grace that is beau-
tiful to see.
Then the water
is clear and blue, not cold, frosty, half-thawed.
As lazily one
watched the stream, down dropped from the ledges overhead, and but the
bright water, what soon reappeared, a man or woman.
These ledges
are fifty or eighty feet high, yet none seemed to regard it as a feat,
and the merry laugh told you it was done but to surprise the European.
We appeared contemptible
in our own eyes, as we skurried from the rain with our umbrellas; but we
soon yielded to wiser teaching, threw care away, got wet and dry again
without minding it, swam, and enjoyed it as much as they did.
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[BATHING]
[At Apia, Somoa]
Of bathing the
natives are as fond as all other inhabitants of tropical climates, and
the beach was a scene of noise, and every sort of aquatic freak ; the clear
pools, however, where the rivers deepened into cool baths, they principally
loved, and in its transparent depths they would dive and play for hours.
The women, here
more modest and restrained, bathed apart ; but the boys and men were constantly
in the water.
The fellows would
stand at the edge, and, throwing a sommerset, plop into the water on their
backs; taking a heavy stone, they would sink, and sit or lie at the bottom,
where, so clear was the pool, each motion was reflected to the looker-on,
and each pebble seen as clearly as if no water lay between.
In all these
feats they are behind no other race : their noble heads emerge somewhat
ruflied, but a few shakes in the warm sun, and it rises proud as ever,
none the worse, perhaps, for its cleansing.
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