mind, may obtain an overtone of something that is useful. The Bougainville Kanaka, or bushman, is a fairly imposing figure when he is at work in his own surround- ings. Carrying heavy loads up and down the rough moun- tain trails, lashing loads, cutting his way through the thick bush, ferreting out firewood, shooting a bow and arrow, throwing a spear, stalking a bird, and building a fire are occupations which he acquits so skillfully that their performance lends him a certain grandeur. Squatting around a fire with the fragment of a clay pipe stuck in his mouth, or singing through the rainy hours with his weird invariable chant, he takes on a very different figure indeed. One becomes divided between awe and disgust in judging him and the correct opinion of him, as an opinion, changing as it always must with circumstance and individuals, will probably never be submitted. The natives of the village of Kupei are not much to look at physically. Their teeth are in a state of general decay, and their crow black skins are blemished in many places by the craters of old tropical ulcers. The pickanninies of the village, attractive and intelli- gent young people and the least offensive members of their society to look upon, share their mothers' and fathers' susceptibility to skin disorders. All of them, no matter how young, seem to have had one or two tropical ulcers, and one or two of them suffering from a curious flaking skin malady, look as though they were