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—proved a source of never-failing curiosity and admi- 
ration. 
Miss Pritchard made tea in the English fashion, 
which I thoroughly enjoyed, after being so long com- 
pelled to take it from the hands of rude natives. A 
room was given up to me, and every comfort Fiji af- 
forded was bestowed upon me. ‘To sleep once more in 
a well-constructed, clean bed, under a good mosquito 
curtain, is a luxury that only those who have been 
obliged to forego for some time can fully appreciate. 
It was high time that I arrived at such quarters, as I 
began to experience symptoms of dysentery,—a disease 
which has proved fatal to many new-comers from Eu- 
rope. However, a judicious supply of Fijian arrowroot, 
and a few glasses of port-wine, soon restored me to per- 
fect health. My. Storck, who had been suffering from 
his fall and those ulcerations to which most people 
going to the tropics for the first time are subject, also 
began to get better after being a few days at Lado, 
so that both of us had reason to be extremely thankful 
for the hospitality conferred. 
There being no collective name for the waters situ- 
ated between Moturiki and Ovalau, and sheltered by the 
Yanuca (= Yanutha) islands, Mr. Pritchard, in honour 
of the Honourable Arthur Kinnaird, who takes a deep 
interest in Fiji, termed them Port Kinnaird, and endea- 
voured to form a settlement on the south-western parts 
of Ovalau. When I first visited this settlement there 
were about twenty-five whites, some of whom had 
cleared a little land; but most of them seemed to be- 
long to that class of immigrants who arrive almost- 
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