Valapee, or the Isle of Yams, being within plain sight of Media's

dominions, we were not very long in drawing nigh to its shores.

Two long parallel elevations, rising some three arrow-flights into

the air, double-ridge the island's entire length, lapping between, a

widening vale, so level withal, that at either extremity, the green

of its groves blends with the green of the lagoon; and the isle seems

divided by a strait.

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Within several paces of the beach, our canoes keeled the bottom, and

camel-like mutely hinted that we voyagers must dismount.

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Hereupon, the assembled islanders ran into the water, and with bent

shoulders obsequiously desired the honor of transporting us to land. The beach gained, all present wearing robes instantly stripped them to the waist; a naked chest being their salute to kings. Very convenient for the common people, this; their half-clad forms presenting a perpetual and profound salutation.

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Presently, Peepi, the ruler of Valapee drew near: a boy, hardly ten

years old, striding the neck of a burly mute, bearing a long spear

erect before him, to which was attached a canopy of five broad banana

leaves, new plucked. Thus shaded, little Peepi advanced, steadying

himself by the forelock of his bearer.

Besides his bright red robe, the young prince wore nothing but the

symbol of Valapeean royalty; a string of small, close-fitting, concave shells, coiled and ambushed in his profuse, curly hair; one end falling over his ear, revealing a serpent's head, curiously carved from a nutmeg.

Quite proverbial, the unembarrassed air of young slips of royalty. But there was something so surprisingly precocious in this young Peepi, that at first one hardly knew what to conclude.

The first compliments over, the company were invited inland to a

shady retreat.

As we pursued the path, walking between old Mohi the keeper of

chronicles and Samoa the Upoluan, Babbalanja besought the former to

enlighten a stranger concerning the history of this curious Peepi. Whereupon the chronicler gave us the following account; for all of which he alone is responsible.

Peepi, it seems, had been proclaimed king before he was born; his

sire dying some few weeks previous to that event; and vacating his

divan, declared that he left a monarch behind.

Marvels were told of Peepi. Along with the royal dignity, and

superadded to the soul possessed in his own proper person, the infant

monarch was supposed to have inherited the valiant spirits of some

twenty heroes, sages, simpletons, and demi-gods, previously lodged in

his sire.

Most opulent in spiritual gifts was this lord of Valapee; the

legatee, moreover, of numerous anonymous souls, bequeathed to him by

their late loyal proprietors. By a slavish act of his convocation of

chiefs, he also possessed the reversion of all and singular the

immortal spirits, whose first grantees might die intestate in

Valapee. Servile, yet audacious senators! thus prospectively to

administrate away the inalienable rights of posterity. But while yet

unborn, the people of Valapee had been deprived of more than they now

sought to wrest from their descendants. And former Peepies, infant

and adult, had received homage more profound, than Peepi the Present. Witness the demeanor of the chieftains of old, upon every new investiture of the royal serpent. In a fever of loyalty, they were wont to present themselves before the heir to the isle, to go through with the court ceremony of the Pupera; a curious proceeding, so called: inverted endeavors to assume an erect posture: the nasal organ the base.

It was to the frequent practice of this ceremony, that most

intelligent observers imputed the flattened noses of the elderly

chiefs of the island; who, nevertheless, much gloried therein.

It was these chiefs, also, who still observed the old-fashioned

custom of retiring from the presence of royalty with their heads

between their thighs; so that while advancing in the contrary

direction, their faces might be still deferentially turned toward

their lord and master. A fine view of him did they obtain. All

objects look well through an arch.