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Updated: June 14, 2025


What was the use of trying to understand this vastly complicated and enigmatical world, especially when one was married to a nagging woman? As Ieremia slackened in his labours, the mission board threatened louder and louder to send him back to the atolls, while his wife's tongue grew correspondingly sharper.

Cornelius scanned the package with a quick, estimating eye. "Very well," he agreed. "I shall give you the coin money now. How much?" "And we will see the system work," the king proclaimed, partaking in his Chancellor's triumph. "You have heard! He will give coin money now!" Ieremia cried in a loud voice to the assemblage.

Sepeli caught what he said, and grunted so savagely as to startle the king, who involuntarily shrank away from her. "Forget not the pig," Grief whispered to Ieremia, who immediately stood up. With a sweeping gesture he stilled the babel of voices that was beginning to rise.

He cannot deny what is true. England, France, Germany, America, all the great Papalangi countries, have the paper-money system. It works. From century to century it works. I challenge you, Ieremia, as an honest man, as one who was once a zealous worker in the Lord's vineyard, I challenge you to deny that in the great Papalangi countries the system works."

"But the soldiers," Ieremia objected. "I'll take care of them. They haven't been paid for two months. Besides, Uiliami is the queen's brother. Don't have too much on your shelves at a time. As soon as the soldiers show up with paper, stop selling." "Then will they burn the stores," said Ieremia. "Let them. King Tulifau will pay for it if they do." "Will he pay for my shirt?" Willie Smee demanded.

"I must first see this Feathers of the Sun and size up the situation." "Then you must see him soon," Ieremia advised. "Else he will have an accumulation of many fines against you. Thus does he absorb all the coin of the realm. He has it all now, save what has been buried in the ground."

Tui Tulifau was a sympathetic monarch, whose queen, on occasions when he was particularly drunk, was known to beat him. For political reasons the queen belonging to as royal stock as himself and her brother commanding the army Tui Tulifau could not divorce her, but he could and did divorce Ieremia, who promptly took up with commercial life and the lady of his choice.

As it was, one of Grief's copra-sheds went up in smoke and was duly charged by Ieremia to the king's account. Ieremia himself had been abused and mocked, and his spectacles broken. The skin was off Willie Smee's knuckles. This had been caused by three boisterous soldiers who violently struck their jaws thereon in quick succession. Captain Boig was similarly injured.

At the same time he plunged both hands in the basket and drew forth many packages of Fitu-Ivan notes. It was noticed that a peculiar odour was adrift about the council. "I have here," Ieremia announced, "one thousand and twenty-eight pounds twelve shillings and sixpence. Here is a sack to put the coin money in." Cornelius recoiled.

Ieremia, as talking man of the traders, next spoke. When he arose, it was noticeable that he stood with legs spraddled over a large grass basket. He dwelt upon the cloth of the traders, its variety and beauty and durability, which so exceeded the Fitu-Ivan wet-pounded tapa, fragile and coarse. No one wore tapa any more. Yet all had worn tapa, and nothing but tapa, before the traders came.

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