FIJI-NEW ZEALAND EXPEDITION 155 
commodious harbor of Suva, the capital. Only experienced pilots 
can negotiate the channel and occasionally a vessel is grounded in 
a storm. as a number of rotting hulls testify. 
The sky line of Vitilevu is rugged but not wild. Joske’s 
Thumb and various other peaks stand out near shore while the 
crests of the interior ranges are low on the hazy horizon. Irregu- 
larities are subdued by heavy forest and indentations of the shore 
line are concealed by swamps densely crowded by mangroves and 
other halophytes. 
At the pier we were met by government officials who made our 
entry a mere formality. At the same time we were accorded a most 
hearty welcome, and every detail regarding our welfare and com- 
fort had been anticipated and looked after most carefully. Colon- 
ial Secretary Mr. Fell, his able representative Mr. Pilling, and all 
the government officials were most helpful, cordial, and courteous 
—to all of them we owe much more than we can ever hope to 
repay. 
A day or two sufficed to establish ourselves, first at the attrac- 
tively situated, and beautifully surrounded Grand Pacifie Hotel, 
and finally, in bachelor quarters at the quiet comfortable buildings 
oi the Fiji Club on the hilltop. One can never forget the view 
from his window across the harbor to the white crested breakers 
on the edge of the barrier reef miles away, or to the hazy tops of 
the inland mountain range to the right. Tree ferns and cycads 
rustled outside the ever open window, strange-voiced birds chat- 
tered in the crotons and hibiscus, while a bare-footed, condescend- 
ing Hindu servant anticipated every want. Yes, ‘‘tomorrow we 
get London mail, sir,’’—the Times were a month or six weeks late 
but it mattered litthke——no one was in a hurry—‘‘and there may 
be a letter from home.”’ 
The white people of Suva are cordial, hospitable and quite 
friendly. They are largely bankers and shippers, planters and 
storekeepers, professional men and government servants in many 
capacities. They have followed the Union Jack around the earth. 
They are world citizens. It was a pleasure to know some of them 
intimately in the informal atmosphere of the Fiji Club rooms. 
I had the pleasure of having associated with me Mr. Waldo S. 
Glock, a graduate student from the University. We tramped over 
many a mile of Fijian road and jungle, and together we enjoyed 
a bit of scenery or discussed some geological feature. Many pleas- 
