iends that we had
better take the pigs to the other side of the entrance, to Macey Lagoon.
Semese is quite agreeable, now the peace is made, and it was arranged
that he and his party should visit me with sago at Port Moresby. Both
pigs, ready for cooking, were carried into the boat, and the excited
crowd, this time all unarmed, were on the shore to see us off. They
promised not to molest Kabadi again, and that they considered our visit
as peace with all the coast villages.

Macey Lagoon would make a splendid harbour for small vessels, very large
vessels not being able to cross the bar. On the eastern side, a bank
runs out for nearly a mile, on which the sea breaks; close in by western
shore is a good passage. The great work of the day was feasting and
sleeping. There were two Lese men with us, and they said that the
Motumotu have been talking of war, not of peace; but now it may be
different. To get into Motumotu in the morning, we had come to within
two miles of the village, and we anchored off. Notwithstanding some
anxiety, soon all were asleep. The natives were astonished at the
beautiful weather, and said they felt as if all would be right--the great
and good Spirit who had led us so far and safely would not leave us now
or on the morrow. At every meal on board or ashore they asked a
blessing, and our old friend Hula prayed with real earnest feelings. He
was certainly in earnest to-night when he prayed for the Motumotuans, and
that our visit might be blessed to them. I was charmed with his
simplicity, fervour, and expectancy.

This old man, a few weeks before, at the close of a meeting at Port
Moresby, said, addressing _us_--

"Listen, you think we Motumotuans are not attending to your words; but
you are mistaken. Before you came here, we were always fighting and were
a terror to all, east and west, but now it is different. We are at peace
all round; we go about unarmed, and sleep well at night. Soon our
fathers' ancient customs will be given up, and you will see us, old and
young, coming to be taught the word of the great and good Spirit."

I was aroused about two a.m. by shouting, and, looking over the gunwale,
saw a large double fighting canoe alongside of Piri's boat, in which all
were sound asleep. On awaking, they were startled by the appearance.
They were asked by those on the bridge--

"Who are you?"

"Tamate and Piri going to Motumotu."

Soon all were friends, chewing betel-nut and sm