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I got to the lava beach at one spot & the basalt rock was hot as an oven – There is a live crater close by – I collected a handful of small shell fish from these rocks – We then got inboard & went lurking fish – we had an expert dynamiter aboard & the niggers were to collect the fish – The boat went ahead now – 4 niggers pulled quietly. Powell was the dynamiter & the rest watched – We – with a Chinese engineer – of the placid, clean shaved, close cropped type – steamed very quietly in the rear –
After some time the niggers grew excited & Powell stood up – lit a fuse to which was attached 2 small plugs of dynamite & threw this into a shoal – In one minute there was a muffled roar & over 10 yds fine fish were thrown into the air – Then you should have seen the excitement – over went the niggers, over went the white men – A thin yellow streak flashed

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