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to my wife in memory of a very jolly eveg in the Pacific with a German friend – We parted – the best of friends – I saw him again this morning & asked him to let me know if he wanted any drugs, lint or wool, or if I could do anything for him – We walked round his garden – I had only a lava lava on & was much admired by several dusky ladies – at any rate they stood & gazed on the white man with his white skin & scarlet lava – I named his plant life for him – Most of it I knew – Fitz – H & I bathed & swam & then off to breakfast – Sick parade took 1 1/2 hours but only small things – I've allowed Johnson's stoker foe to go to the beach – Here the women cease from troubling – Not in Rabaul said I to the Corporal – Oh – No Sir – said the Co? – with a sigh – as if he felt it personally – we musnt let them ashore in Rabaul – Sir – If I thought anyone here was religious, which I don't, the Corporal might be thought to have prayed for 'all stokers'

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