and upon his return the government published a report that it was "very bad". Kemp has a theory that there is heavy population in there, and that the government in attempting to throw recruiters off the track, is pre- serving a source of labor for itself when the territory becomes safer. Meanwhile, Kemp with his battered baggage, his an- cient gold panning outfit and his bright smile, is due to walk down the trail tomorrow into the valley. And with him Omega on a valiant attempt to wrest some sort of a fortune from the damp and unfamiliar places of the earth. The boys he brought with him were odd ends of what- ever village they came from. Most distinguished of these was one very fat one who stood all afternoon with his arm on his hip gazing at the top of the opposite ridge. Although he was as black as any of them, his corpulent figure and benevolent features were in contrast to the ferocious appearance of the Bougainville native. He reminded me of a medaillon I once saw of Pope Clement VII and I enquired about him. I was informed that he was slightly off his head. Had been so for a long time. All his life in fact. He had made no objections to being recruited as he had made no objections to anything that had ever taken place as long as his villagers could remember. His name was Vasuli. It is a pity more are not born like him on all the islands of Oceania plied by recruiters. Kemp described the peculiar quality of Vasuli's lunacy. He said that it was brought on suddenly