(97) a few birds that were sitting around the place to prove the authenticity of our purpose. We did no shooting after we got close enough to the village for them to hear us. Now they started at the first bang. Hanna is a community of three villages--located on three ridges--about 1/2 mile apart--all under the one chief and pooling the produce of their gardens & household arts. We learned later that all the people in the other two villages, who could look over and see the excitement in the main burg, cleared out in toto. Even the meris and youngsters of the principal place made their exit. And it was this that scared some of the Pukuito men and caused a bit of a crisis. A few of them had nothing but spite for some of the Hanna boys. One old cross-eyed chap with a face like a Cheshire cat, told Hicks, he was more at loggerheads than any of the others. "They are coming simply to see what happens to me." He carried a mean-looking weapon--a German police-boy bayonet rammed on the end of a hard- wood stick--evidently salvaged from an old bush murder. David said he saw nine such inside a house at Pukuito. None of the feud-supporters were around. This led them to believe they had gone off to invite hostile villages to their aid against a common foe. Riavite came up while we were eating, and said his men were leaving--"Kanak he speak he like make 'em fight." They had dumped all our gear, and would leave us in a nice pickle. Hicks got excited and wanted to beat it with them. Ruth and Rose came to the rescue with the suggestion that Riavite stay,