My Native Servants. 
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it would not be good for my child to be taught 
such things. She herself was a proper girl, and 
hated wicked and immodest people, like this 
E’eu. At this my native carpenter, who was 
working near by, mending a window, laughed 
derisively, and Pepe’s papa asked him what he 
meant. He replied by making the assertion 
that Pepe was the giddiest girl in Niue. 
“ How dare you say that, you pig ! ” demanded 
the minister ; and then, turning to me, “ This 
man is a very evil-hearted person. He it was 
who stole the handkerchief of Commodore 
Goodenough ten years ago.” And then the 
graceful E’eu appeared at the doorway, carrying 
my infant. In an instant she placed the child 
in the carpenter’s arms, and then flew at the 
monstrous Pepe like a tiger-cat. We—the 
teacher and myself—managed to separate them 
after they had bitten each other savagely. 
Later on in the afternoon the washerwoman 
from Alofi came to me to have her head dressed 
with sticking-plaster : an Avatele woman had 
struck her on the temple with a stone. After 
this matters settled down a bit. 
Two weeks later, E’eu, big-eyed, red-lipped, 
