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SEQUEL
CONTAINING THE STORY OF TOBY
NOTE… The Author of 〃Typee〃 was more than two years in the South
Seas； after escaping from the valley； as recounted in the last
chapter。 Some time after returning home the foregoing narrative was
published； though it was little thought at the time that this would be
the means of revealing the existence of Toby； who had long been
given up for lost。 But so it proved。 The story of his escape
supplies a natural sequel to the adventure； and as such it is now
added to the volume。 It was related to the Author by Toby himself。
THE MORNING my comrade left me； as related in the narrative； he
was accompanied by a large party of the natives； some of them carrying
fruit and hogs for the purposes of traffic； as the report had spread
that boats had touched at the bay。
As they proceeded through the settled parts of the valley； numbers
joined them from every side； running with animated cries from every
pathway。 So excited were the whole party； that； eager as Toby was to
gain the beach； it was almost as much as he could do to keep up with
them。 Making the valley ring with their shouts； they hurried along
on a swift trot； those in advance pausing now and then； and
flourishing their weapons to urge the rest forward。
Presently they came to a place where the path crossed a bend of
the main stream of the valley。 Here a strange sound came through the
grove beyond； and the islanders halted。 It was Mow…Mow； the one…eyed
chief； who had gone on before； he was striking his heavy lance against
the hollow bough of a tree。
This was a signal of alarm；… for nothing was now heard but
shouts of 〃Happar！ Happar！〃… the warriors tilting with their spears
and brandishing them in the air； and the women and boys shouting to
each other； and picking up the stones in the bed of the stream。 In a
moment or two Mow…Mow and two or three other chiefs ran out from the
grove； and the din increased tenfold。
Now； thought Toby； for a fray； and being unarmed； he besought
one of the young men domiciled with Marheyo for the loan of his spear。
But he was refused； the youth roguishly telling him； that the weapon
was very good for him （the Typee）； but that a white man could fight
much better with his fists。
The merry humour of this young wag seemed to be shared by the
rest； for in spite of their warlike cries and gestures； everybody
was capering about and laughing； as if it was one of the funniest
things in the world to be awaiting the flight of a score or two of
Happar javelins from an ambush in the thickets。
While my comrade was in vain trying to make out the meaning of all
this； a good number of the natives separated themselves from the
rest and ran off into the grove on one side； the others now keeping
perfectly still； as if awaiting the result。 After a little while；
however； Mow…Mow； who stood in advance； motioned them to come on
stealthily； which they did； scarcely rustling a leaf。 Thus they
crept along for ten or fifteen minutes； every now and then pausing
to listen。
Toby by no means relished this sort of skulking； if there was
going to be a fight he wanted it to begin at once。 But all in good
time；… for just then； as they went prowling into the thickest of the
wood； terrific howls burst upon them on all sides； and volleys of
darts and stones flew across the path。 Not an enemy was to be seen；
and what was still more surprising； not a single man dropped； though
the pebbles fell among the leaves like hail。
There was a moment's pause； when the Typees； with wild shrieks；
flung themselves into the covert； spear in hand； nor was Toby
behindhand。 Coming so near getting his skull broken by the stones； and
animated by an old grudge he bore the Happars； he was among the
first to dash at them。 As he broke his way through the underbrush；
trying； as he did so； to wrest a spear from a young chief； the
shouts of battle all of a sudden ceased； and the wood was as still
as death。 The next moment； the party who had left them so mysteriously
rushed out from behind every bush and tree； and united with the rest
in long and merry peals of laughter。
It was all a sham； and Toby； who was quite out of breath with
excitement； was much incensed at being made a fool of。
It afterwards turned out that the whole affair had been
concerted for his particular benefit； though with what precise view it
would be hard to tell。 My comrade was the more enraged at this boys'
play； since it had consumed so much time； every moment of which
might be precious。 Perhaps； however； it was partly intended for this
very purpose； and he was led to think so； because； when the natives
started again； he observed that they did not seem to be in so great
a hurry as before。 At last； after they had gone some distance； Toby；
thinking all the while that they never would get to the sea； two men
came running towards them； and a regular halt ensued； followed by a
noisy discussion； during which Toby's name was often repeated。 All
this made him more and more anxious to learn what was going on at
the beach； but it was in vain that he now tried to push forward； the
natives held him back。
In a few moments the conference ended； and many of them ran down
the path in the direction of the water； the rest surrounding Toby； and
entreating him to 〃Moee；〃 or sit down and rest himself。 As an
additional inducement； several calabashes of food； which had been
brought along； were now placed on the ground； and opened； and pipes
also were lighted。 Toby bridled his impatience awhile； but at last
sprang to his feet and dashed forward again。 He was soon overtaken
nevertheless； and again surrounded； but without further detention
was then permitted to go down to the sea。
They came out upon a bright green space between the groves and the
water； and close under the shadow of the Happar mountain； where a path
was seen； winding out of sight through a gorge。
No sign of a boat； however； was beheld； nothing but a tumultuous
crowd of men and women； and some one in their midst； earnestly talking
to them。 As my comrade advanced； this person came forward； and
proved to be no stranger。 He was an old grizzled sailor； whom Toby and
myself had frequently seen in Nukuheva； where he lived an easy；
devil…may…care life； in the household of Mowanna the king； going by
the name of 〃Jimmy。〃 In fact； he was the royal favourite； and had a
good deal to say in his master's councils。 He wore a Manilla hat；
and a sort of tappa morning gown； sufficiently loose and negligent
to show the verse of a song tattooed upon his chest； and a variety
of spirited cuts by native artists in other parts of his body。 He
sported a fishing…rod in his hand； and carried a sooty old pipe
slung about his neck。
This old rover having retired from active life； had resided in
Nukuheva some time… he could speak the language； and for that reason
w