--136-- In all the villages on the parts of the island we have seen, I have been interested in stone platforms on the edges of which are set, at an outward slant, flat stone monoliths. The platforms and monoliths are not the work of the present generation. What- ever their purpose or meaning may have been, the platforms are now used as meeting places for talk and singing ("dances"), the mono- liths as back rests. The platforms are called ________, the monoliths ________. Sunday, November 1, 1953: A hot very hazy, partly cloudy day. The natives need rain for their newly planted yams. Young plant- ings of bananas near the village (in small clearings in poorly forest regrowths on steep banks of the creek, etc.), look starved for water and have made little growth. The yam gardens are on the mountain slopes, so far as I have seen, always in regrowth forest. A parently there is no digging and cultivating of grassland as in the Beli Beli-Bolu Bolu area. Botanized down the very rocky bed of the creek for about 1/2 mile. A good collection, mainly second growth and stream-side elements. Van's traps yielded one grassland rat last night. No bat shooting. When evening approached he was chagrined to find that in routing cargo on to Bolu Bolu yesterday he sent away all his ammu- nition. A supply brought up by runner today. Van has had a busy day photographing in the village, helping me prepare plants for pickling in formalin, and this afternoon doc- toring the sores of the village children with sulfanilamide and elastoplast. Monday, November 2, 1953: To avoid as much as possible the heat of the grass plains, we started for Bolu Bolu bright and early. I had called for 31 carriers. Almost double that number offering this morning - mostly from the Wakonai community, who wanted to monopolize this last carry and get out of it all the tobacco they could, but also a goodly number from Afufuia. There was some ill feeling about it last night when the Afufuias arrived from their village. I talked to the councillors and village policemen about it and told them to iron the matter out for themselves. This A.M. there was an amicable weeding out of the line to the required number of men. As parting gifts I gave each community a drum of rice, one of the old nylon flys for use when they hunt in the mountains, an equal share of our remaining trade salt, etc. The etcetera included most of a 40-lb. bale of newspaper which is highly valued. Left Wakonai at 5:50. Van went on with the carriers while I botanized along the route. An hour after we started the sun was broiling hot. After about 8 o'clock a slight SE breeze made con- ditions a little better. Arrived Bolu Bolu 9 o'clock, not a little sunburned. One soon bleaches out in the mist and forest shade of the mountains.