CHAPTER X. 



Off for New Guinea and Life Among the Natives Stormy Trip The Papuans 

 Visit Us Port Moresby Natives We start Inland Lapidoma and Its 

 Tree-Houses. Narinuma The Expedition Leaves for the Interior 

 Making Bird Skins Paradise Birds Domestic Animals Native Games 

 and Music Lohier, the Chief Feasts Trip to the Coast The Bovver 

 Bird The Talegallus A Goat-Sucker The Rifle Bird Ants Land 

 Leaches Dragon Flies Butterflies Kangaroo and Wild Pig Hunt A 

 Few Days on the Lalloki The Hornbill King-Bird-of-Paradise The 

 Cassowary A Burial Cave. 



BY the 3d of July, the schooner " C. Walker" was 

 ready for its passengers, and at two o'clock we set sail 

 for Port Moresby, New Guinea. 



Mr. Armit, the correspondent for the Melbourne 

 Argus, was a thin, wiry man, sanguine as to hair and 

 mustache. He was a smart man, but altogether too 

 fond of intoxicating liquor ; and, when half drunk, 

 would do and say many things unbecoming a gentleman. 



Irving, his friend and assistant, was a slim English 

 dude, possessing to perfection the art of bragging: 

 this might be said to be his only accomplishment. 



Hunter, the third on our list of passengers, was a 

 pretty good fellow when sober. 



Then there was Belford, a big, brawny half-caste ; 

 and a Dutch missionary, whose name I have forgotten ; 

 besides the captain, who was a fine fellow, and the crew. 



The trade winds, which were very strong, blew 

 almost directly opposite to the direction we wished to 



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