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day they proudly brought in some baked corn-on-the-cob. It [[underline]] looked [[/underline]] nice & I rubbed my hands in anticipation [[underline]] but [[/underline]] ...! If you want to know what it was like try to eat an ear of unpopped pop-corn! I risked my teeth during a bite or two for politeness sake!

Willy & I are alone tonight. He has made me some strong grog & we have been having a long conversation - with me doing most of the talking! (Similar, I suspect, to your after-lunch-saluka conversations of Exploring Island days!)  Willy is now deep in a [[underline]] National Geographic. [[/underline]]

[[wavy line]] Grog unconformity [[wavy line]]

Now I think I shall leave you - haste mañana - in la noche.

Harry.

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Later - its now 10 [[superscript]] 25 [[/superscript]] P.M. which is an ungodly late hour for Namuka! Willy snores quietly on the floor - turning now & again to mutter a few words of Tongan.  I've been re-reading my future bride's letters - with much pleasure! - and wishing I had the mail that arrived in Suva this morning!  Time passes, Edward, but the idle moments pass slowly - that's one reason why I am writing so many unimportant details in this booklet.  You must forgive me for I suspect you would do the same did we change places.  Aye!  Thats it! - "Where are the women - what are we here for"! I am reminded of a jingle we