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tins of preserved fruit (pears, pineapple, peaches, and plums) served as 
dessert. We had enough food and most of it our guests had never eaten 
before. During the feast Pu Koroatu gave me a beautiful white floral 
lae, which he hung around my neck, although I surely have worn ones such 
as this as a forehead band. After the feast, almost all the guests danced 
traditionally for us and I recorded three of the six songs and dances 
they presented. These, plus last night's recordings, will give us a good 
record of Anuta dance music. There is little or no European influence 
that I can see in this. The meal was a real success, served outside on 
mats arranged in two rows, running from the Chief's mat, and everyone 
seemed happy... most of the people had some of everything we served to eat. 
It is late, and a beautifully clear night, and Judy, Ray, and Francoise 
are asleep under the feast shelter on which we just had our feast. Ray 
has a serious, but small, tropical ulcer and is limping. Amplcillin therapy 
for three days has not yet controlled it, and he is now still on it. 
Don and John are making some tea and cocoa in our finally cleared and 
sorted-out school house. Ferber is asleep at Martin's house, where he 
has been living during our full sojourn. Walter Schneider, whose namesake 
here has made much of the coincidence of their names is not staying at the 
house tonight, but rather on the ship with Rick Feinberg. Both swam out, carry- 
ing the sixty-two iced stool specimens and the phyryngeal swabs we collected 
^ today for immediate Revco freezing and eventual virus Isolation attempts. 
We also took the stools in parasite-holding media for ova and parasites. 
I hope we can go on with this tomorrow, bringing to over a hundred the 
virus isolation stool and throat swabs. We shall also read the tuberculin 
skin tests. All the atypical tyberculins are reacting, and reaction rate 
and size is going to be much greater than on Merig or Loh islands. I 
hope we get no sloughs. 
Anuta Island October 27, 1972 
We have all been Irritable today, this our last day on Anuta. I 
contributed to everyone else irrlbability by grumbling and complaining 
and pushing everyone rather strongly. Thus, I wanted everything packed 
and loaded onto the Alpha Helix early in the morning, and yet, it was mid- 
morning before we got the first canoes off to meet the whaler beyond 
the reef. Everyone was buying artifacts and tending to personal matters, 
and half the packing was not done, and we were far into the morning. By 
noon hour, I had read skin tests on all hundred of about 120 people who 
each had nine skin test antigens Inoculated on October 25th. Hemoglobin, 
hematocrits and thick and thin blood smears were made on them all, and on 
an additional ten to twenty subjects. However, with further stools and throat 
washings not yet collected for virus isolations, and urine, hair or cerumen 
specimens not yet collected, even finger prints and Identity photos not 
yet quite complete, I felt uneasy. As the afternoon wore on, it was clear 
that we were not going to finish off all of this work today, in spite 
of our rushed attempt to do so. As we got into further and further 
confusion, it grew later; I got more and more Irritable. The feast for us. 
