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the wind shifted & then nearly died so we tacked lazily back & forth - 
landing on this end just as the moon began to cast shadows. 
Only 5 of us this trip, the extra being the Captains daughter. Having a 
woman on board makes it just dandy - you can imagine what the toilet 
facilities of a canoe are! - "The things I've done for paleontology"! 
During the long sunny afternoon of tacking Willy & I stretched out - 
dozing & reading adventure stories in the copies of the "Wide World" 
that I got from Crabbe. The captain stretched out too while his daughter 
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head) went through his hair in a methodical, and apparently successful, 
search! What a paradise for a louse a thick Fijian head must be! 
When Willy & I arrived in Undu this morning I called on "Baraki" who was 
the Tuting's boy for some 2-3 months. He was [[underlined]] very 
[[/underlined]] pleased to see me & wanted to order up a big feed but we 
couldn't wait so long. He proudly showed me a letter from Mrs. Tuting 
which had contained £2-0-0 This sum, a second-hand army locker, & 
some of Tutings clothes constituted his pay-off but apparently he is 
[[underlined]] thoroughly [[/underlined]] satisfied & said he greatly 
enjoyed his work with them, [[underlined]] This pleased me much 
[[/underlined]] - at least they left one native friend in Fiji! Baraki poled us 
back to Ngalingali as the tide 
HARRY LADD - DIARY AND FIELD NOTES, 1934 - VOL. 2 
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