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Updated: June 25, 2025
If a young woman prove with child before marriage they observe it is daulu buah, kadian bunga the fruit before the flower. Hearing of a person's death they say, nen matti, matti; nen idup, bekraja: kallo sampi janji'nia, apa buli buat? Those who are dead, are dead; those who survive must work: if his allotted time was expired, what resource is there?
But so cunningly did he twine and wreathe his body about his captor's that the death blow could not be struck. Erirola smiled, and the Buli grew angry. "Away with you!" he cried. "A nice story to go back to the coast a dozen of you and one missionary, without weapons, weak as a woman, overcoming all of you."
Yet had he already accepted the tooth. "A little thing like a missionary does not matter," Erirola prompted. "No, a little thing like a missionary does not matter," the Buli answered, himself again. "Mongondro shall have the boots. Go, you young men, some three or four of you, and meet the missionary on the trail. Be sure you bring back the boots as well." "It is too late," said Erirola. "Listen!
Toward evening we arrived at the large town of Nambukaluku, where we disembarked. Except for a few old men and children we found it deserted, and we learned that the "Buli," who is a very important chief, had gone to stay at the village of Natondre for some important ceremonies for a few days, and most of the inhabitants had gone with him.
"He is the Lord over heaven and earth, and I am come to bring His word to you." "Has he sent whale teeth?" was the insolent query. "No, but more precious than whale teeth is the " "It is the custom, between chiefs, to send whale teeth," the Buli interrupted. "Your chief is either a niggard, or you are a fool, to come empty-handed into the mountains. Behold, a more generous than you is before you."
Masirewa seemed to be trying to pass himself off on these simple mountaineers as a chief, and was clearly beginning to give himself airs, so that when he started to eat with the "Buli" and myself, I had to snub him, and told him sharply to clean my gun and eat afterwards.
From time to time a man would approach the "Buli" and fall down on all fours and clap his hands before he could speak. I felt at times as if I was watching a comic opera or a ballet, and there were many amusing incidents. I think honours were fairly easy between the big show and myself, as the people kept whispering and looking around at me the whole time.
During many years' wanderings all the world over, I do not think I have ever come across a more beautiful and ideal spot. The "Buli" was greeted with cries of "m-m-ka-a" in shrill voices by the women, for all the world like the caw of an old crow.
From the Buli's house, John Starhurst saw emerging the Buli and his followers. "I bring you good tidings," was the missionary's greeting. "Who has sent you?" the Buli rejoined quietly. "God." "It is a new name in Viti Levu," the Buli grinned. "Of what islands, villages, or passes may he be chief?" "He is the chief over all islands, all villages, all passes," John Starhurst answered solemnly.
The "Buli" of Namosi had sent messengers on in front to give notice of my approach, and at each village they had the inevitable hot yams ready to eat, which Masirewa made the most of.
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