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when we did - headed for Suva with a load of tax copra from Tumlou & 
with Mrs. Stewart & her daughter as passengers. Things got so bad that 
they had to throw all the deck load of copra overboard - and it was not 
insured, either. It must have been bad indeed for she only had 250 
sacks & her load is 300. This in the dry season when the gentle Trades 
prevail! You are in for a lot of weather talk if you ever finish this book, 
Ed! I can see that right now! 
I don't know what I shall do tomorrow. I'm fed up with the Iss. of the 
interior (it gives little and I've covered every inch of 
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the coast. It sure is tough here with no real work to do. I can see 
Yangasa and the lumps of Dalai Olvi on the horizon - lots of work in both 
places! Maybe I'll start and read Davis over again - no! Heaven forbid! 
I'd rather twiddle my thumbs and drink yangona! 
Believe it or not I am temporarily fed up with jam. For the last 4 meals 
Willie has set out a jar of my favorite (Black currant) and I haven't even 
unscrewed the lid! (Sh-u-r! the answer is I am working on a pot of 
honey!) Tonight there was no chicken so I opened a tin of Finnan 
Haddies. Served with vinegar they were delicious. The other 
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