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As we left Veverau two side trails to the right — toward the coast — 
crossed coconut plantings to reach two one-house hamlets of Mavatpaka 
and Pegilworo. Then after finally leaving land belonging to Tasmate, 
we reached the one house hamlet of Loghie still occupied by one family 
and later a second of Loghera, now deserted. Both are on the plateau 
perhaps one hundred feet above the shore, Loghie is above a shore site 
called Ghogh. 
Frank told me of his family’s gardens and coconut trees on Veverau 
land as we walked from Veverau to Tasmate and pointed them out to me. 
He explained that there has recently been a huge fight in Veverau 
between his father, , and Arthur, the dresser, and as a 
result his family has left Veverau and settled in his mother's village 
of Tukwetap. He cried at the time of the departure he says and the 
final settlement of affairs has not yet been achieved. The quarrel 
was over nothing traditional or ethnographically interesting; a squabble 
with Arthur over who had helped and who had not in the building of the 
dispensary . 
On our way back Frank and I plan to visit Loghera and Loghie 
hamlets . 
Ureparapara, Lehaloro village on Lemesu (Big Bay) October 9, 1972 
ELfty people reside in Lehaloro tonight and we have examined all 
of them and bled all but four babies. We have also taken chest films 
on 24 adults and EKG's on all the middle aged and older people. We saw 
no truly old people in the village. The Anglican school which was 
formerly here has been moved across to Lehali on the other side of 
the range that walls in Lemesu, or Big Bay. Down the bay the wreck 
of the Elysee lies almost high and dry in offshore mangroves. The 
hull still appears to be salvageable but the ship has been chalked 
off as a total loss. The villagers are waiting for tools with which 
to start tearing it apart so that they can utilize parts of the ship 
in the reconstruction of their hurricane-ruined village. 
We arrived here early in the morning and descended on the village 
like a swarm of vampire bats. I fear that we had half of the them 
bled (20 ml vacutainers bleedings) before they warmed up to us at all 
or understood a thing of our purpose. However, as the morning rolled 
on and we weighed and measured and examined everyone, finger and palm 
printed and photographed everyone in family groups, and toured their 
rebuilt village — every structure had been destroyed in the hurricane I — 
looking for baskets, carvings, mats they might sell, they warmed up 
considerably to us. I found heavy hard wood pounding and mixing trays 
in every household and I began to purchase these at $10 to $20 each. 
At this price they all wanted to sell them and I bought the four 
largest and best in the village. These all have legs or stands on 
them whereas the large rather crude one and many others I saw on 
Mota did not. Stanley tells me that the halots of the Torres Islands 
also do not have such a base. 
