soot, and placing the point upon a pore of the flesh, he lightly tapped the other extremity of the bone with his hama of shin and impressed the sepia into the living skin, for each point of flesh making a stroke.

Followed fever after several hours of frightful anguish. The dentist is the ministrant of caresses, his the loved hand of pleasure, compared with the suffering caused to the quivering body by the blows of those needles. A seance of tattooing followed, and several days of sickness. He had not the strength of the natives in pain, and often he cried out, but yet he signed that the tattooing should go on.

"Across his eyes upon the lids, and from ear to ear, I made a line as wide as two of your teeth, and I crossed lines as wide from the corners of his forehead to the corners of his chin. As he was to be admitted to the Lodge of Tattooers, I put upon his brow the sacred shark as big as Titihuti's hand. I was four moons in all that, and all the time he must lie within his hut, never leaving it or speaking. I handed him food and nursed him between my work. Upon our darker skin the black candlenut ink is, as you know, as blue as the deep waters of the sea, but on him it was black as night, for his flesh was white.

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"He was handsome as ever god of war in the High Place, that foreigner, and terrible to behold. His eyes of blue in their black frames were as threatening as the thunders of the ocean, and above the black shark glistened his hair, as yellow as the sands of the shore. breadfruit season had passed when we descended the mountain, and he was reIceived into the tribe of Hanavave. We called him Tokihi for his splendor, though his name was Villee, as we could say it."

There is a curious quibble in the recital of the Polynesian. He arrives at a crisis of his tale, and avoids it for a piece of wit or an idle remark. Perhaps it is to pique the listener's interest, to deepen his attention, or it is but the etiquette of the bard.

"Titihuti?" I interposed.

"Tuitui!" he ejaculated. "You put weeds in my mouth. That girl, that Titihuti, had left her paepae and van

ished. Some said she dwelt with a lover in another valley. Others that she had been captured at night by the men of Oi valley. It was always our effort to seize the women of other tribes. They made the race stronger. But Titihuti was not in Oi or with a lover. Her love was her beauty, and soon we learned that she was gone into the hills herself to be tattooed. You, American, have seen her legs, and know the full year she gave to those. They are even to-day the hana metai oko, the loveliest and most perfect of all living things."

"And Willie, the splendid Tokihi, what said he?"

"Aue! He dashed up and down the valleys seeking her. He offered gifts for her return. He cried and he drank. But the tattooing is tabu, and it would have been death to have entered the hut where she was against the wish of the artist. Then he turned on me and cursed me, and often he sat and looked at himself in the pool in the brook by his own paepae. That foreigner lost his good heart. No longer was he kind and gentle. It was he who led us against the valley of Oomoa, and with his gun wrought great harm to those people. It was he who was ready to fight at but the drop of a cocoanut upon his roof. He took no women, and he became the fiercest man of Hanavave. When the year had gone, and Titihuti came back, he would not see her in the dance, though in it she showed her decorated legs for the first time. He cursed her, too, and said she was a sister of the feki, the devil-fish. He dwelt among us for several years as one who leads the tribe, but is not of it. Often he but missed death by the breadth of a grain of sand, for he flung himself on the spears, he fought the sea when it was angered, and he drank each night of the namu, the wine of the cocoanut flower grown old, until he reeled to his mat as a canoe tossing at the fishing.

"Then one day came a canoe from Taiohae, with words on paper for him from his own people. A ship from his island was there and had sent on the paper. That was a day to remember. There were with the paper tiki, those faces of people you make on paper. Villee seized those things, and running

to his paepae, he sat him down and began to look them over. He eyed the words, and he put the tiki to his lips. Then he lay down upon his mat and wept. For much time he was like a child. He rolled about as if he had been struck in the body by a war-club, and at last he called me. I went to him with a shell of namu.

“'Drink!' I said. 'It will lift you up.' "He knocked the shell from my hand. " "I will drink no more,' he cried. 'My father is dead, and my brother. I am the chief of my tribe. I have land and houses and everything good in my own island, but, alas! I have this!'

"He pointed to the black shark upon his forehead, and then he shouted out harsh words in his own language. I left him, for he was like one from whom the spirit has gone, but who still lives. I thought of the strangeness of tribes. In ours he was a noble and honored man for that shark, and yet in his own as hateful as the barefaced man here. Man is, as the wind cloud, but a shifting vapor.

"Often, a hundred times, I saw him sitting by the pool and gazing into it as though to wash out by his glances the marks on his countenance. He was as deep in the mire of despair as the victim awaiting the oven. Nature's mirror showed him why he could not leave for his land and his chieftaincy. And, American, for a woman, too. I saw him many times look at that tiki and read the words. Maybe he had fled from her in anger. Now he was great among his people, and she called him. Maybe. My own heart was heavy for him when he fixed his eyes on that still water.

"After weeks of melancholy he summoned me one day.

""Taua,' he said, 'is there no magic, no other ink, no bones, that will quit me of this?'

"He swept his hand over his face.

"I will give you my gun, my canoe, my coats, and I will send you by the ship barrels of rum and many things of wonder.'

"He took my hand, and the tears followed the lines of the tattooing down his cheeks.

""Tokihi,' I replied, 'no man in the Marquesas has ever wanted to take from

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'Come, let us lose no time!' he cried. 'It is that or the eva.'

"Marquesans, when tired of life, eat the eva fruit. I made all ready, and taking my daughter and her babe, with food, and the things of the tattooing, we again went to the hut in the mountains. Together we built it over, and made all ready for the trial.

"Remember, foreigner,' I said, 'this is all before the Etuá, the rulers of each one's good and evil. I have never done this, nor even the wisest of us has aught but a faint memory of a memory that once a white man thus was freed to go back to his kin.'

"E aha a-no matter,' he said. "There is no choice. Begin!'

"I warned him not to utter a word until I released the tabu. I made all ready. Then I had him lie down, his head fixed in a bamboo section, and I began the long task."

The sorcerer sighed, and spat through his fingers.

"Two moons he was there, silent. I worked faster than before, because I had no designs to make. I only traced those of the years before. But the suffering was even greater, and when I struck the bone needles upon his eyelids he groaned through his closed mouth. Every day I worked as long as he could endure. Sometimes he all but died away, but the omi-omi, the rubbing, made him again. aware, and as I went on I gained hope myself. His own skin was by nature as that of the white orchid, and the weeks in the patiki, out of the sunlight, with

the oil and the saffron, made it as when he was a child. The milk was driven into the thousand little holes in the flesh, and by magic it changed the black of ama to white. I think some wonder made it do so, but you should know such things. I left the shark until the last, but long before I came to it the gods had spoken. Faded slowly the candlenut soot, and crept out, as the silver fish in the caves of Hana Hevane, the bright color of that foreigner.

"Many times his eyes, when I let loose the lids, lifted to mine in inquiry, but I was without answer. Yet nearer I felt the day when I would possess that gun and canoe and the barrels of rum.

"It came. A week had gone since I had touched with the needles his face, and most of it he had slept. Now he was round with sleep and food, and one morning when he awoke, I seized him by the hand and said, 'Kaoha!' The tabu was ended; the task was done."

"And he?" I said greedily.

"He was as a man who wakes from a dream of horror. He said not a word, but went with me and with my daughter and the babe down the trail to this village. Here he stole silently to his pool, and lying down, he looked long into it. Then he made a wild cry as if he had come to a precipice in the dark and been kept from falling to death by the mere gleam of fungus on a tree. He fell back, and for a little while was without mind. Awake again, he rushed about the village clasping each one he met in his arms, rubbing noses with the girls, and singing queer songs-himenes te e aave -of his island. His laughter rang in the groves. Now he was as when he had come to us, gay, kind, and without deep thought.

"The gods had for that moon made him theirs, for soon came a canoe with news that a ship of his country was at Taiohae. Never did a man act more quickly. He made a feast, and to it he invited the village. A day it took to prepare it, the pigs in the earth, the popoi, the fish cooked on the coral stones, the fruits, and the nuts. To it he gave all his rum, and he handed me his gun, the paddles of his canoe, and his coats. "But Po, the devil of night, crouched for him. The canoe to take him to

Taiohoe was in the water, waiting but the end of the Koina Kai. Plentifully all drank the rich rum, but Tokihi most. Titihuti even he had greeted, and she sat beside him. She was now loath to have him go; you know woman. She leaned against him, and her eyes promised him aught that he would. She was more beautiful than on that night when she had spurned him, and she struck from him a spark of her own wilful fancy. He took her a moment to his bosom, held her as the wave holds the rock before it recedes, and then as the madness she ever made crept upon him, he drew back from her, held her again a fierce moment, and dashing his cup to the earth, he turned upon her in fury.

"It was the evil noon. The eye of the sun was straight upon him, and as he cursed her, and shouted that now he was free from her, the blood rushed into his face, and painted there scarlet as the hibiscus the marks of the tattooing. The black ama the magic had erased now shone red. The stripes across his eyes and face were like the scars a burning brand leaves, and the shark of the lodge was a leper's sign upon his brow.

“‘Mutu!' I cried, for I saw death in the air if he knew, and all the gifts lost to me. 'Silence!' And the tribe heeded. No quiver, no glance showed the foreigner that one had seen what he himself had not. Titihuti fastened her gaze on him a fleeting second, and then began the dance of leave-taking.

"We raised the chant:
'Apae!

Kaoha! te Haoe.

Mau oti oe anao nei.'

"To the canoe we bore him, and thrusting it into the breakers, we called the last words, 'E avei atu!'

"He was gone forever from Fatuhiva. And thus I got this latter name I have, Puhi Enata, the Man with the Gun."

The old sorcerer rolled a leaf of pandanus about a few grains of tobacco. "And you never had word of him?" "Aoe, no," he said meditatively. "He went upon that ship at Taiohoe. But, American, I think often that when that man who was Tokihi came to dance in his own island, to sit at his own tribe's feasts, or when the ardor of love would seize him, always he studied to be calm."

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REVIEW of editorial comment of the London and Paris press upon the treaty deliberations in the United States Senate reveals the curious fact that nothing our senators have done has been more bitterly resented than the hearing of the claims of subject nationalities by the Senate Committee on Foreign Relations. Our Allies assumed that the rôle of the Senate in ratifying treaties was purely perfunctory. Confronted with a fait accompli, they would of course sign on the dotted line. At any rate, it was not the business of the American Senate to investigate and discuss "the internal affairs" of the Allies of the United States. All controversial matters had been thrashed out during the peace conference and were settled to the satisfaction of the signatories of the Treaty of Versailles.

Fortunately, the majority of the members of the Senate did not take so lightly the obligation imposed upon them by the American Constitution. Nor did they lack what we Americans love to call "horse sense." The Treaty of Versailles created a partnership, and bound the "Principal Allied and Associated Powers" to pool their armies and navies in defending the status quo established by the treaty. Notwithstanding his denial of this interpretation of the treaty, when on his Western tour he begged the American people to ratify the treaty without reservations, President Wilson believed in Paris that he was contracting such a partnership, with equal and automatic responsibilities. According to the stenographic notes of the eighth plenary session of the peace conference, which I have in

A partnership of this sort is not to be entered into lightly. It is not impertinence, as some British and French friends call it, but common sense, that has made the United States Senate examine in detail the contract it was asked to ratify and to weigh the liabilities of the partnership. Invited to enter a partnership, a business man does not come to a decision without making a careful investigation of the business methods of his proposed partners, as shown by the past management of affairs in which they were interested, and without questioning them and others narrowly as to the responsibilities he will be expected to share and the obligations in which he will become involved by entering the partnership.

The Treaty of Versailles, in Part IV, dealing with "German Rights and Interests outside Germany," provides for a new status quo which involves the United States in the betrayal of our principles and of our interests as well. Section VI (Articles 147-154) and Section VIII (Articles 156-158) are indefensible, whether we view them from

the point of view of international law and international morality or from the point of view of the particular interests of the United States. Section VI compels Germany to recognize the British protectorate over Egypt, and Section VIII to transfer her rights and concessions in Shan-tung to Japan.

Egypt and China were belligerent nations, drawn into the war on our side with the promise that their integrity and independence would be preserved. The League of Nations, in which all nations, great and small, strong and weak, would participate with equal rights and privileges, was held before them during the war as the reward of their sacrifices. But at Paris Egypt and China were not allowed to have any share or voice in the deliberations affecting the political status of the former and the territorial integrity of the latter. Much has been said and written in America about the Shan-tung deal. China has many and powerful friends, partly because of our distrust of Japan and partly because of our great and vital interests in the far East. Few have spoken up for Egypt. The facts in the case have been deliberately misrepresented, and there is a natural inclination to refrain from criticism of our British cousins. We want to believe in their good faith and honesty of purpose. We do believe in the straightforwardness and sincerity of our kinsfolk, whose culture and traditions and ideals are inseparable from our own. But it is for this very reason that I want to set forth the facts in the Egyptian question. Because I am myself of unmixed British blood, with eight generations of English Quakers who married in meeting behind me, I cannot believe that English public opinion, if fully and impartially informed, would indorse the policy of the British Government toward Egypt.

It has been charged that the Egyptians have been led on falsely to hope for their emancipation by the idealism of President Wilson, and that the agitation in Egypt is due to the denaturing by the American President and Ameri(can writers of the objects of the war. In Egypt and at Paris British friends have not hesitated to point this out to

me and to tell me that the British Government did not purpose to be bound by "the knight-errantry of you visionary busybodies," to use the exact words of a British official who had spent most of his career in Egypt. From my personal experience of the state of public opinion in Egypt before President Wilson made any speeches and before the intervention of the United States, and from a study of the official relations between Great Britain and Egypt,, I am able to prove that this attitude is untenable. British officials who talk this way do not know what their own statesmen have said and what Egyptians were thinking long before they ever heard of President Wilson. At the beginning of 1916 I spent three months in Egypt in close contact with the sultan, the prime minister, and leading Egyptians, Christians as well as Moslems. I cannot recall that they ever mentioned President Wilson or the attitude of my country toward their problem, but they talked of nothing else but their complete emancipation as the result of the World War. My readers will have to bear with several quotations. I have to establish the fact that the Egyptians had reason to expect independence after the armistice, and that their demand to be represented at the peace conference was based upon Great Britain's own official statements.

On August 10, 1882, a month after the bombardment of Alexandria and the occupation of Egypt, Mr. Gladstone said in the House of Commons:

I can go so far as to answer the honorable gentleman when he asks me whether we contemplate an indefinite occupation of Egypt. Undoubtedly of all things in the world, that is the thing we are not going to do. It would be absolutely at variance with all the principles of H. M.'s Government, and the pledges we have given Europe.

A year later, on August 9, 1883, Mr. Gladstone said in the same place:

We are against this doctrine of annexation; we are against everything that resembles or approaches it; and we are against all language that tends to bring