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52 WITH NATIVES IN THE WESTERN PACIFIC
left of my boots, I arrived dead tired at the planta—
tion of Mr. R. He was away, so I went to his
neighbour’s, who was at dinner and kindly asked me
to join him. Although it was only a flying-fox, I
enjoyed it as a man enjoys a meal after a twenty-four
hours’ fast.
The men were just starting for Mr. Ch. ’5, and took
me with them. My adventure had taught me the
impassableness of the forest, and after that experience
I was never again tempted to make excursions
without a guide.
