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the bargain; yet 1 remember, quite in the interior of 
Viti Levu, Chief Kuruduadua publicly declaring at an 
official meeting that his brother had sold land to Mr. 
Williams, and that he, regarding the purchase as valid, 
had no wish to dispute it. This was a great deal from 
a man like Kuruduadua, who had a violent dislike to 
Americans, as some of them had burnt Navua, his sea- 
side residence, a few years previously. Towards the 
natives Mr. Williams appears to have been very kind, 
and would not refuse them anything. I heard of a 
bet which a chief made, that he would obtain a water- 
proof coat just sent out to Mr. Williams, merely by 
asking for it, and which was won by him who trusted 
in Mr. Williams’s generosity. The whole of the land 
on which the mission-station at Mataisuva is built, an 
extensive piece of ground, was presented by Mr. Wil- 
liams to the Wesleyan body at the very time when 
some of their members were engaged in the hottest po- 
lemical struggle with him. 
Dispatching my collections made in the eastern parts 
of the group by a vessel about to sail for Sydney, I 
started with Mr. Pritchard, in the consular gig, for Lado 
alewa, a little rocky islet on the western side of the 
island of Ovalau, which we reached about sunset, after 
a sail of about an hour and a half, and which Mr. 
Pritchard kindly invited me to look upon as my home 
during my stay in the islands. 
Let me tell the history of this rock:—Once upon a 
time, a god and goddess, who rejoiced in the name of 
Lado (= Lando) were directed to block up the Motu- 
riki passage leading into Port Kinnaird and the Bau 
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