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that son of a bitch come from Mothe? [[underline]] He did not!! 
[[/underline]] 
Now we don't know [[underline]] what [[/underline]] to think -- something 
must be radically wrong in Mothe -- but what? There is nothing we can 
do but wait. Believe me I'm going to commandeer the first sea-going 
boat that arrives if I have to use my automatic! 
I kept fairly busy all day -- reading Gardiner & Agassiz, etc., studying 
Fijian, taking movies, etc. Sent 3 of the Mbubis kids to the bush for land 
shells & they surely brought back plenty. 
Took movies of a native pushing the copra around on the Chow's vats, a 
panorama of Namukai bay, a close-up of 2 young girls playing an 
intricate sort of hand-clapping game. 
The Chow is now furnishing 
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me with eggs -- 9 today! Have discovered a new dish -- tripe fried in 
eggs! -- with biscuits & raspberry jam it is delicious! 
The lantern is lit now and I'm taking a yangana cocktail while awaiting 
supper. A month from tomorrow I'm due to head for Suva and here I am 
still in Namuka! 
I wish now that I had taken all our gear to Mothe & stayed there but 
[[underline]] at the time [[/underline]] we weren't even sure we could get 
a canoe there. We just took the trip in hope of engaging one & for the 
purpose of seeing Mothe and Karoni. Well, there will surely be a canoe 
in here from somewhere before long. I also wish [[underline]] now 
[[/underline]] that I'd hired a couple of the small Fulanga canoes -- but 
whats the use of wishing! -- my 
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Harry Ladd - Diary and field notes, 1934 - Vol. 1 
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