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aggressors. Then Soseni came to my assist¬ 
ance, and, by banging right and left, he with a 
heavy stick and I with my paddle, we managed 
to clear the room. Then we learned that the 
fight arose in a very simple manner. Hakala 
had been giving her charge something to eat, 
when she was perceived by the two women 
from outside the station fence, who told her 
she was not fit to take charge of a pig, let 
alone a child—and that a white child. This 
she very properly resented. 
During the day several minor fights arose 
out of trifling matters. The native teacher, 
accompanied by his daughter, a huge mass 
of adipose tissue, named Pepe (The Butterfly), 
solicited an interview with me. The reverend 
gentleman said he did not want to harrow 
my feelings, but — well, he would let his 
daughter speak. And she spoke. She said 
that I ought to know that the girl E’eu, who 
had part charge of my “ beautiful, sweet little 
bird,” was a sinner of the worst description. 
Did I know that she (E’eu) had been turned out 
of Sunday School for dancing heathen dances 
with some other girls one moonlight night ? 
I said that did not matter to me. She said that 
