in taking quite a bit of business away from Qantas. If flies supplies of fresh vegetables and English potatoes to Port Moresby from the Central Highlands. using two or three Auter planes (about 10 seaters) ). A service, carrying passengers, mails, etc. con- nects Port Moresby with Baibara (south coast), Milne Bay (for Samarai), Vivigani (on Goodenough Island), and Losuia (Trobriands) every Friday, and sometimes there are special flights on this route. Cannot discover a reson for a stop at Vivigani, although someone thought it was to pick up and return native labor. Sunday, April 1; Cooler today, more good rain in early hours of night. More letter writing, and some reading. Pace of the holiday merrymaking seems to have slackened, though some of the younger men drunk all day on beer. Bob Greeney, who was Patrol Officer acting as District Officer at Esa'ala in 1953, is in town, and from him I hope to get the information on Fergusson Island after the holidays. He claims to know something about the mountains. Monday, April 2: Weather as yesterday, but more sultry. "Congratulations, you now own the world's finest typewriter," is the opening baloney of the instruction booklet that came with my new Silent-Super Smith-Corona portable type- writer. I have already noted the condition in which it was unpacked. Today, in the middle of a letter, there was a whir and a bang and the thing was properly on the blink. The piece of cat-gut (or substitute) which winds on a spring wheel to work the carriage back and forth snapped in two. Fortunately Miller has a portable. The Post Office opened for an hour and I went around to claim a package from the U.S. which was being held in Customs bond. Barbara had sent some kodachrome slides I made on my summer vacation, and an easter egg basket. Not knowing the contents I had to open the package for inspection. Gravely, after opening the big egg and extracting a little porcelain rabbit, the postmaster entered the importation as "fauna". Tuesday, April 3: Wet and squally all day from the NE. The Carr's air planes taking Easter visitors back to Port Moresby could not take off from Milne Bay until about midday (the passengers left Samarai by launch at 11 last night). Qantas Cata- лина did not arrive from Moresby; said to be engine trouble. Placed with Buntings orders for stores for two months and various items of hardwares which we buy locally, such as big knives and halfaxes. Evenett collecting five gallon kerosense drums for packing rice, sugar, etc. and boiling them clean for packing rice, rice, etc., for the mountains. A surprised addition to our party today. Lik-lik, a mammal boy of 1953, having heard I was in Samarai, turned up from East Cape, looking for a job. I took him on although this makes one more boy than I had budgeted for and I think we really need. It will allow us to pay off any one of the nine who may not prove too good. Lik-lik had been working on a plantation for a half-caste. He is a bit low in condition, and half his body is covered with a form of tines which seems different from the usual "sipoma". Wed. April 4; Overcast and some drizzle. Wind changed from NE to SW, then to West. Day spent in odd jobs, hunting around for items which are in short supply or un- procurable in town (stocks are still low after the recent waterfront strike in Australia) and kicking my heels for fully an hour in the DC's office. After long waiting, and seeing three officers, I found that no copy of the Native Labour Ordinance, which every employer is supposed to have, was available. However, at the DC's office I had a good talk with Patrol Officer R. K. Greeney, who was [illegible] at ESA'ALA in 1953 and helped me on Goodenough Id. Greeney has done a fair amount of patrolling on Fergusson, but not in the mountains proper. He does not