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I've worked myself out of a job but if its a fair day [[insertion]] ^ tomorrow [[/insertion]] I'll examine some additional cliff sections.  If it could only [[underline]] clear [[/underline]] so that canoe could come over!  Bring on the "Ladd luck"!

Its growing late now but the meke is still being beaten out with great vigor - even the rain on the roof can't drown it out! I'm left with the Turanga-ni-Koro & two other seasoned yangana drinkers.  By the way, I've finally discovered how to drink the grog - [[underline]] make it strong [[/underline]] (like a thick soup!) & [[underline]] drink small mbilos [[/underline]] - one smokes with delight & retires [[underline]] to sleep! [[/underline]]  Its a pity (for your sake) that I didn't discover this sooner!

The little flies are a pest

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again tonight - you probably will find [[underline]] several [[/underline]] pressed between these pages.  I can change slightly our Tuvutha jingle -

"The rain descends in torrents 
The flies come from afar.
Yangona's being pounded
And, by God, here [[underline]] I [[/underline]] are!

So long, Ed.  Best love to Ruth and sons.

Yours,
Harry

Namuka, July 10th
Dear Ed -

Still here, as you can see! - and slim chances of getting away tomorrow. The Fulanga canoe tried to depart this morning but had to turn back & the whole fleet of 6 is now in our bay.  Previously