’They have plenty of pigs and dogs, which they eat, and some fowls.  Spears I saw none, but bows and arrows.  I took a bow out of a man’s hand, and then an arrow, and fitted it to the string; he made signs that he shot birds with it.  Clubs they have, but as far as I saw only used for killing pigs.  There is a good deal of fighting on the island, however.  Recollect with reference to all these places, that an island fifty or sixty miles long, one mass of forest with no path, is not like an English county.  It may take months to get an accurate knowledge of one of them; we can only at present judge of the particular spots and bays we touch at.  But there is every indication here of friendliness, of a gentle, soft disposition, and I hope we shall take away some of the boys when we return.  I never saw children more thoroughly attractive in appearance and manner,—­dear little fellows, I longed to bring off some of them.  You would have liked to have seen them playing with me, laughing and jumping about.  These people don’t look half so well when they have any clothes on, they look shabby and gentish; but seeing them on shore, or just coming out of a canoe, all glistening with water, and looking so lithe and free, they look very pleasant to the eye.  The colour supplies the place of clothing.  The chief and most of the men were unfortunately absent at a great feast held a few miles off, but there were several women and many children.

’We went to their watering place, about a quarter or half a mile from the beach, a picturesque spot in a part of the wood to which the water from the hills is carried in canes of bamboo, supported on cross sticks.  The water was very clear and sweet, and one of our little guides soon had a good shower-bath, standing under the shoot and then walking in the sun till in a few minutes his glistening skin was dry again.  Coming back we met a man carrying water in cocoa-nut shells, six or eight hanging by strings two feet long at each end of a bamboo cane slung across over his shoulder, nicely balanced and very pretty.  One of our party carried perhaps two and a half gallons of water in a bamboo stuffed at the end with grass.  About five P.M. we went back to the schooner and made sail for Bauro (San Cristoval).’

At this place there was a great disappointment at first in the non-appearance of William Diddimang, an old baptized scholar at St. John’s; and though he came at last, and dined on board, he had evidently so far fallen away as to be unwilling to meet the Bishop.  The canoes here were remarkably beautiful, built of several pieces, fastened with a kind of gum.  The shape was light and elegant, the thwarts elaborately carved with figures of birds or fish, and the high prow inlaid with mother-of-pearl let into black wood.

As a Sunday at sea was preferable to one among curious visitors who must be entertained, the schooner put out to sea to visit one to two other neighbouring islets, and then to return again to Bauro.