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- CHAPTER XXXV.
They Visit The Lords Piko And Hello
In good time, we landed at Diranda. And that landing was like landing
at Greenwich among the Waterloo pensioners. The people were docked
right and left; some without arms; some without legs; not one with a
tail; but to a man, all had heads, though rather the worse for wear;
covered with lumps and contusions.
Now, those very magnificent and illustrious lord seigniors, the lord
seigniors Hello and Piko, lived in a palace, round which was a fence of
the cane called Malacca, each picket helmed with a skull, of which
there were fifty, one to each cane. Over the door was the blended arms
of the high and mighty houses of Hello and Piko: a Clavicle crossed
over an Ulna.
Escorted to the sign of the Skull-and-Cross-Bones, we received the very
best entertainment which that royal inn could afford. We found our
hosts Hello and Piko seated together on a dais or throne, and now and
then drinking some claret-red wine from an ivory bowl, too large to
have been wrought from an elephant’s tusk. They were in glorious good
spirits, shaking ivory coins in a skull.
“What says your majesty?” said Piko. “Heads or tails?”
“Oh, heads, your majesty,” said Hello.
“And heads say I,” said Piko.
And heads it was. But it was heads on both sides, so both were sure to
win.
And thus they were used to play merrily all day long; beheading the
gourds of claret by one slicing blow with their sickle-shaped scepters.
Wide round them lay empty calabashes, all feathered, red dyed, and
betasseled, trickling red wine from their necks, like the decapitated
pullets in the old baronial barn yard at Kenilworth, the night before
Queen Bess dined with my lord Leicester.
The first compliments over; and Media and Taji having met with a
reception suitable to their rank, the kings inquired, whether there
were any good javelin-flingers among us: for if that were the case,
they could furnish them plenty of sport. Informed, however, that none
of the party were professional warriors, their majesties looked rather
glum, and by way of chasing away the blues, called for some good old
stuff, that was red.
It seems, this soliciting guests, to keep their spears from decaying,
by cut and thrust play with their subjects, was a very common thing
with their illustrious majesties.
But if their visitors could not be prevailed upon to spear a subject or
so, our hospitable hosts resolved to have a few speared, and otherwise
served up for our special entertainment. In a word, our arrival
furnished a fine pretext for renewing their games; though, we learned,
that only ten days previous, upward of fifty combatants had been slain
at one of these festivals.
Be that as it might, their joint majesties determined upon another one;
and also upon our tarrying to behold it. We objected, saying we must
depart.
But we were kindly assured, that our canoes had been dragged out of the
water, and buried in a wood; there to remain till the games were over.
The day fixed upon, was the third subsequent to our arrival; the
interval being devoted to preparations; summoning from their villages
and valleys the warriors of the land; and publishing the royal
proclamations, whereby the unbounded hospitality of the kings’
household was freely offered to all heroes whatsoever, who for the love
of arms, and the honor of broken heads, desired to cross battle-clubs,
hurl spears, or die game in the royal valley of Deddo.
Meantime, the whole island was in a state of uproarious commotion, and
strangers were daily arriving.
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