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Updated: June 26, 2025
"Killed by the war-club of Kaheutahi and eaten by his friends, Beaten to Death was but a ghost, and Kaheutahi took his place and became father of the children of the house. He said they were his in fact, but men were ever boastful." The other old man, who said nothing, but was all attention, lit a pipe and passed it to Kahuiti, who puffed it a moment and passed it to Strong in Battle.
"My uncle, the Catechist, is Tioakoekoe, Man Whose Entrails Were Roasted on a Stick, and his brother is called Pootuhatuha, meaning Sliced and Distributed. That is because their father, Tufetu, was killed at the Stinking Springs in Taaoa, and was cooked and sent all over that valley. You should see that man who killed him, Kahuiti! He is a great man, and strong still, though old.
Brands were improvised and hurried home to light the fires for breadfruit-roasting, while Kahuiti laughed scornfully. "A hundred of this tribe I have eaten, and no wonder!" he said as he strode away toward Taaoa. The monopoly of O Lalala was no more. Atuona Valley had turned back the clock of time a hundred years, to destroy the perfect world in which he sat alone.
We shouted back, saying that those men had been roasted upon the fire and eaten, and that thus we would do to all men of Atuona. And we laughed at them." Kahuiti emitted a hearty guffaw at thought of the trick played upon those devoured enemies. "But Tufetu, the grandfather of my friend Mouth of God?" I persisted. "Epo! There was war. The men of Atuona gathered at Otupoto, and rushed down upon us.
Then old Kahuiti, that handsomest of cannibals, who lived in the valley of Taaoa, strolled into Atuona and made it known that he would hold a meeting in the High Place where of old many of his tribe had been eaten by Atuona men. Exploding Eggs, Malicious Gossip, and I climbed the mountain early.
The barefooted bailiff, Flag, stole out on the veranda occasionally to take a cigarette from the inhabitants of the valley of Taaoa, who crowded the lawn around the veranda steps. All save Kahuiti, they had come over the mountains to attend in a body a trial in which two of them figured the case of Santos vs.
The tale lapsed for a smoking spell. "Beaten to Death perished by the club? He was well named," said I. "His father was a prophet." Kahuiti began to chant in a weird monotone. "Va! Va! A tahi a ta! Va! A tahi va! A ua va! A tou va!" was his chant. "Thus said the war-club as it crashed on the skull of Beaten to Death. That is the speech of the war-club when it strikes.
He had followed her over the hills and lived in her house. He was father to her children. There was a man of Atuona, Kaheutahi, who was husband to her, but of lower rank. He was not father to her children. Therefore one night he swung his war-club upon the head of Beaten to Death, and later invited a number of friends to the feast." Kahuiti smiled gently upon me.
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