The South Sea Trader. 
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pot hat, selling everything, from corsets for the 
native girls to window-sashes for the newly- 
erected church. That will be the end of the 
old-time traders, for they can wander no further, 
not even upon the bosom of the wide Pacific, 
and the much-libelled class will exist only in 
the pages of books that will be written after 
they have vanished from the scene. 
