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"
I
can
not
,
"
said
the
teacher
,
shaking
his
head
.
"
I
must
not
go
to
the
heathen
temples
and
witness
their
inhuman
rites
,
except
for
the
purpose
of
condemning
their
wickedness
and
folly
.
"
"
Very
good
,
"
returned
Jack
;
"
then
I
'll
go
alone
,
for
I
can
not
condemn
their
doings
till
I
have
seen
them
.
"
Jack
arose
,
and
we
,
having
determined
to
go
also
,
followed
him
through
the
banana-groves
to
a
rising
ground
immediately
behind
the
village
,
on
the
top
of
which
stood
the
Bure
,
or
temple
,
under
the
dark
shade
of
a
group
of
iron-wood
trees
.
As
we
went
through
the
village
I
was
again
led
to
contrast
the
rude
huts
and
sheds
,
and
their
almost
naked
,
savage-looking
inhabitants
,
with
the
natives
of
the
Christian
village
,
who
,
to
use
the
teacher
's
scriptural
expression
,
were
now
"
clothed
and
in
their
right
mind
.
"
As
we
turned
into
a
broad
path
leading
towards
the
hill
,
we
were
arrested
by
the
shouts
of
an
approaching
multitude
in
the
rear
.
Drawing
aside
into
the
bushes
,
we
awaited
their
coming
up
;
and
as
they
drew
near
,
we
observed
that
it
was
a
procession
of
the
natives
,
many
of
whom
were
dancing
and
gesticulating
in
the
most
frantic
manner
.
They
had
an
exceedingly
hideous
aspect
,
owing
to
the
black
,
red
,
and
yellow
paints
with
which
their
faces
and
naked
bodies
were
bedaubed
.
In
the
midst
of
these
came
a
band
of
men
carrying
three
or
four
planks
,
on
which
were
seated
,
in
rows
,
upwards
of
a
dozen
men
.
I
shuddered
involuntarily
as
I
recollected
the
sacrifice
of
human
victims
at
the
island
of
Emo
,
and
turned
with
a
look
of
fear
to
Jack
as
I
said
:
"
Oh
Jack
!
I
have
a
terrible
dread
that
they
are
going
to
commit
some
of
their
cruel
practices
on
these
wretched
men
.
We
had
better
not
go
to
the
temple
.
We
shall
only
be
horrified
without
being
able
to
do
any
good
,
for
I
fear
they
are
going
to
kill
them
.
"
Jack
's
face
wore
an
expression
of
deep
compassion
as
he
said
in
a
low
voice
,
"
No
fear
,
Ralph
;
the
sufferings
of
these
poor
fellows
are
over
long
ago
.
"
I
turned
with
a
start
as
he
spoke
,
and
glancing
at
the
men
,
who
were
now
quite
near
to
the
spot
where
we
stood
,
saw
that
they
were
all
dead
.
They
were
tied
firmly
with
ropes
in
a
sitting
posture
on
the
planks
,
and
seemed
,
as
they
bent
their
sightless
eyeballs
and
grinning
mouths
over
the
dancing
crew
below
,
as
if
they
were
laughing
in
ghastly
mockery
at
the
utter
inability
of
their
enemies
to
hurt
them
now
.
These
,
we
discovered
afterwards
,
were
the
men
who
had
been
slain
in
the
battle
of
the
previous
day
,
and
were
now
on
their
way
to
be
first
presented
to
the
gods
and
then
eaten
.
Behind
these
came
two
men
leading
between
them
a
third
,
whose
hands
were
pinioned
behind
his
back
.
He
walked
with
a
firm
step
,
and
wore
a
look
of
utter
indifference
on
his
face
as
they
led
him
along
,
so
that
we
concluded
he
must
be
a
criminal
who
was
about
to
receive
some
slight
punishment
for
his
faults
.
The
rear
of
the
procession
was
brought
up
by
a
shouting
crowd
of
women
and
children
,
with
whom
we
mingled
and
followed
to
the
temple
.
Here
we
arrived
in
a
few
minutes
.
The
temple
was
a
tall
,
circular
building
,
open
at
one
side
.
Around
it
were
strewn
heaps
of
human
bones
and
skulls
.
At
a
table
inside
sat
the
priest
,
an
elderly
man
with
a
long
grey
beard
.
He
was
seated
on
a
stool
,
and
before
him
lay
several
knives
,
made
of
wood
,
bone
,
and
splinters
of
bamboo
,
with
which
he
performed
his
office
of
dissecting
dead
bodies
.
Farther
in
lay
a
variety
of
articles
that
had
been
dedicated
to
the
god
,
and
among
them
were
many
spears
and
clubs
.
I
observed
among
the
latter
some
with
human
teeth
sticking
in
them
,
where
the
victims
had
been
clubbed
in
their
mouths
.
