152 IOWA STUDIES IN NATURAL HISTORY 
lands at the present time. This is all the more remarkable as it is 
less than a hundred years since the first missionaries began their 
work among the cannibals of this group and but one generation 
since they came under the British government. 
The return trip from Namosi was in part a repetition of the 
journey outward, but since the boats were going down stream 
travel by water was easy. The first stage of our journey was an 
overland tramp of about ten miles to a point on the Waidina river 
where punts were awaiting us. The further trip down stream to 
the Rewa river was through alluvial plains merging into the broad 
deltas bordering the river farther towards the coast. These bot- 
tom lands were pastured in many places with herds of cattle evi- 
dently of high grade and looking quite as sleek and comfortable as 
any to be found in our Iowa pastures. One could not pass through 
these rich areas of relatively cheap land, with ready means of 
transport to the sea, without thinking of the wonderful possibilities 
for the development of dairying in that region. 
Reaching the Rewa we took launch down to the home of the 
District Commissioner, Mr. Stewart, who entertained us most 
splendidly at his residence. After days in the wilderness the 
numerous courses served, spotless linen, glittering silver, and fault- 
less service of a British formal dinner offered marked contrast to 
life with the natives. The situation was not without some em- 
barrassment for us Americans however, as we were still in khaki 
and rough shoes, and had not anticipated such formal occasions in 
making our plans for this trip into the wilderness. A little farther 
down stream, we took automobiles to Suva, from the region of 
Nausori. 
The others of the Iowa party sailed for New Zealand on July 4 
but I remained a few days longer in order that I might avail my- 
self of an invitation from Mr. Harold C. Wright, Acting Commis- 
sioner of Agriculture, to accompany him on a four day walking 
trip into the region immediately north of Suva. This was a most 
interesting experience since we traveled for the most part over 
ancient Fijian roads, some of them having doubtless been tramped 
by the barefoot natives for thousands of years. We passed the 
village of Tamavua, ate lunch at Tholoisuva, and from the neigh- 
boring hill enjoyed an inspiring view of the Waimanu River val- 
ley and the numerous series of hills and mountains beyond. De- 
seending to this river and passing upstream a few miles we 
