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The Call Of The South
1908

The Call Of The South 1908

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THE CALL OF THE SOUTH

By Louis Becke



London, John Milne, 1908






CONTENTS


CHAPTER I ~ PAUL, THE DIVER

CHAPTER II ~ THE OLD SEA LIFE

CHAPTER III ~ THE BLIND MAN OF ADMIRALTY ISLAND

CHAPTER IV ~ NISÂN ISLAND; A TALE OF THE OLD TRADING DAYS

          FIRST PART

          SECOND PART

          THIRD PART

CHAPTER V ~ MUTINIES

CHAPTER VI ~ "MÂNI"

CHAPTER VII ~ AT NIGHT

CHAPTER VIII ~ THE CRANKS OF THE JULIA BRIG

CHAPTER IX ~ "DANDY," THE SHIP'S DINGO

CHAPTER X ~ KALA-HOI, THE NET-MAKER

CHAPTER XI ~ THE KANAKA LABOUR TRADE IN THE PACIFIC

CHAPTER XII ~ MY FRIENDS, THE ANTHROPOPHAGI

CHAPTER XIII ~ ON THE "JOYS" OF RECRUITING "BLACKBIRDS"

CHAPTER XIV ~ MAKING A FORTUNE IN THE SOUTH SEAS

CHAPTER XV ~ THE STORY OF TOKOLMÉ

CHAPTER XVI ~ "LANO-TÔ"

CHAPTER XVII ~ "OMBRE CHEVALIER"

CHAPTER XVIII ~ A RECLUSE OF THE BUSH

CHAPTER XIX ~ TE-BARI, THE OUTLAW

CHAPTER XX ~ "THE DANDIEST BOY THAT EVER STOOD UP IN A BOAT"

CHAPTER XXI ~ THE PIT OF MAOTÂ

CHAPTER XXII ~ VANÂKI, THE STRONG SWIMMER

CHAPTER XXIII ~ TWO PACIFIC ISLANDS BIRDS: THE SOUTH SEA CORNCRAKE AND

          THE SOUTH SEA CORNCRAKE

          THE TOOTH-BILLED PIGEON OF SAMOA

CHAPTER XXIV ~ A NIGHT RUN ACROSS FÂGALOA BAY

CHAPTER XXV ~ A BIT OF GOOD LUCK

CHAPTER XXVI ~ MODERN PIRATES

CHAPTER XXVII ~ PAUTÔE

CHAPTER XXVIII ~ THE MAN WHO KNEW EVERYTHING

CHAPTER XXIX ~ THE PATTERING OF THE MULLET










CHAPTER I ~ PAUL, THE DIVER

"Feeling any better to-day, Paul?"

"Guess I'm getting round," and the big, bronzed-faced man raised his eyes to mine as he lay under the awning on the after deck of his pearling lugger. I sat down beside him and began to talk.

A mile away the white beach of a little, land-locked bay shimmered under the morning sun, and the drooping fronds of the cocos hung listless and silent, waiting for the rising of the south-east trade.

"Paul," I said, "it

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