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loaded us with baskets full of kavikas, or Malay-apples, 
and cocoa-nuts, several bottles of goat’s milk, and a fine 
log of sandalwood, now in the Kew Museum. 
The houses had been stripped of most of their Eu- 
ropean furniture, the church was rather in want of re- 
pair, and the whole had that desolate appearance which 
all places built by Europeans, but abandoned by them 
to natives, invariably possess. After visiting the graves 
of those Christian pioneers who had here laid down their 
lives in a noble cause, I felt quite melancholy, and was 
glad to return on board. 
Tui Bua, the chief, being absent, and not expected 
back for some days, we made sail without delay. When 
evening came on we anchored off Bau lailai, and next 
morning rounded Naicobocobo (=Naithombothombo), 
the west point of Vanua Levu, which is rocky and thickly- 
wooded, and supposed to be a general starting-point 
(Cibicibi) for Bulu, the future abode of departed spirits. 
It is erroneously called Dimba Dimba by Wilkes and 
all those who copied him. On the 12th of October we 
anchored off Nukubati, a sandy little island, full of 
cocoa-nut trees and breadfruit, a great many of which 
had been cut down or otherwise injured by the Ton- 
guese to revenge themselves on the Chief Ritova, whose 
private property the island is, and who had been driven 
from power by them to make room for a chief more 
willing to comply with their extortions than Ritova had 
shown himself to be. I went on shore and saw a party 
of women making pottery, which they did without a 
wheel, and extremely well. 
On the 14th we ran down to Macuata (= Mathuata), 
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