clerks, agents of British companies, naval officers, army officers, and other languishing pith helmeted creatures who are forced to stay in that sweltering town, gazed sadly at the boat as she swung out of the harbor for more favorable and more Anglican climes. Then as she reached out of the harbor and stood out to the southward they turned and went slowly up the dusty alley, which led to the business section and the overheated sweatpot of their ac- tivity. I thought of them as their white figures dis- appeared in the dirt and heat of that nigger town and thought of how they thought when they looked out in the harbor and saw a great ship reaching in from home with the banner of "His Majesty's Mail" floating from her fore-peak. Back we went on the trail of the flying-fishes again. The red topped roofs of Suva dropped out of sight abaft abeam and another nigger town, hot unclean, and un- bearable slipped into kettle, where boil the illusions of the South Seas. Friday, August 12th. (At Sea). Ship's log 369 miles. Saturday, August 13th. (At Sea). Ship's log 418 miles. Sunday, August 14th. (Auckland, New Zealand). After passing Great Barrier and Little Barrier, two islands outlying the harbor of Auckland, we picked up the pilot about two o'clock and anchored in quarantine an hour later. Auckland has most of its charm in the distance. It was a beastly cold day and the passengers shivered along the promenade deck as they waited for the doctor and the custom officers to get through with them. There was very