159 recognized yacht club. Absolute Hooy! The pas- sage into Kwarapan Bay is about ten miles from the outer beacon - very tortuous, but fortun- ately well-marked. Dropped anchor in 2 ½ fathom. The aspect of the shore is desolate. The gulf holds out two miles up a hill. We found that the ma-gistrate was out "on patrol" but expected back this week-end. The whole aspect ashore is most dreary and clearly evidences the disintegration following the evacuation of the big wireless staff maintained during the war and subsequently of all the gold miners. Two drink companies are just about mak-ing a living at present. Rain intermittent but continuous. Oct 17th Saltalk observed. The Resident Magistrate-Mr. Rogerson came in and boarded us from his official whale-boat. All details about clearance, cargo, mail, etc. were cleared up; we have to ac-quire an outward "transit" (excellent word) to leave this miserable island. Thank Heaven it en-titles us to go unmolested by officialdom wherever we want via island ports to Samarai. I hope this will be an end out, for this trip, anyway.