wks, and that their share was small indeed. Instead of
our buying all the thatch required for the other stations--only
obtainable at Kalo--we got the teachers, with their boys, to get it. We
meant it well, to save expense. My experience teaches me to throw all I
can in the way of natives not connected with our head station. At this
station--Port Moresby--for the next few years the expenses will be
considerable in buildings, laying out the land, and in presents to the
constant stream of visitors; but it will have a Christianizing and a
civilizing effect upon a large extent of country.

On the 24th of May, 1881, left Port Moresby in the _Mayri_, and, having
taken on board four natives at Boera, continued a westerly course,
anchoring next day in Hall Sound, opposite Delena. Early on the morning
of May 26th, Kone and Lavao, our old friends, came off. They say it is
useless going to Maiva, as we cannot land; but we can go and see for
ourselves, and they will accompany us. I had to land to eat pigs,
_i.e_., receive pigs and hand them over to my followers. On landing,
they led me up the hill at the back of village, where I was astonished to
find a fine tract of land forming a splendid position for a house. Kone
at once offered me as much land as I wanted. After thinking it over on
board, I decided on building. I landed tents, and pitched them on the
rise above the village. My experience is that places quite exposed to
south-east wind are _more_ unhealthy than swampy country. On Rarotonga
there were more deaths on the windward side of the island than on the
leeward.

On the Sunday after landing, we went down and had service in the village.
Kone interpreted into Lolo. When telling the people we had no work for
them on Sunday, Kone said: "Oh! we know, and we, too, are going to be
_helaka_ (sacred) to-morrow." I asked him, "Come, Kone, how do you
know?" "From Boera." I met a lad repeating the Lord's Prayer in Motu,
and found he had been taught by Piri. The Motu tribe has already had
great influence, and will have more and more every year. I have an
interesting class of children, and hope, before we leave, they will know
their letters well.

What nonsense one could write of the reception here--such as "Everybody
at service this morning listened attentively; commented on address or
conversation; children all come to school, so intelligent, and seemingly
anxious to learn; and, altogether, prospects are bright."