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who had followed along with us, and had a horse, gave me the animal to ride across the strait, while the children swam. This island is called Cocoanut Island, because of a small cocoanut grove on it. There were plenty of shells here, but mostly beach worn. We staid some time, and found it was time to return lest our friends become alarmed. On returning, we found that the tide had risen, and I could not hold my feet high enough to keep them out of the water. Afterwards, I was told, that it is often too high, and sometimes too rough to cross. On this island is the quarantine hospital, never used but once. I felt a very pleasant tired when I got back, and they seemed be greatly surprised to find how far we had walked, it being more than two miles. | who had followed along with us, and had a horse, gave me the animal to ride across the strait, while the children swam. This island is called Cocoanut Island, because of a small cocoanut grove on it. There were plenty of shells here, but mostly beach worn. We staid some time, and found it was time to return lest our friends become alarmed. On returning, we found that the tide had risen, and I could not hold my feet high enough to keep them out of the water. Afterwards, I was told, that it is often too high, and sometimes too rough to cross. On this island is the quarantine hospital, never used but once. I felt a very pleasant tired when I got back, and they seemed be greatly surprised to find how far we had walked, it being more than two miles. I remained quiet receiving calls, and returning them, as the people here are quite social, till Saturday, when I planned an excursion with the children. We went again to the beach, through the little village, and then over to another indentation of the bay. It was also a very pretty part of the bay, and here we gathered shells and mosses. Our party consisted of four boys and two girls. They [[unclear]] fished, and gathered shells for me. I walked in the water barefoot, till my soles became very tender, as the lava rock is very sharp and rough, and the sand is mostly, worn out, and ground shells. The tops of my feet were nearly blistered by the sun. We had several showers, which were quite enjoyable as I lay stretched on the beach thoroughly absorbed in gathering shells. It is not easy to find good shells. There are thousands of shells, but beach worn mostly. We had a long walk to get back home, and my feet were very wet; the children went barefoot. I forgot to speak of two rocks, which are considered of much importance in this part of the bay, by the natives. One is a circular lava rock standing in the water like an island; the other a peninsular rock, both quite flat on the top. One is called a god, the other a goddess of sickness. This is the idea I get of their superstition. If anyone is sick, he must swim around the one several times and then get up on the other. This people are not heathen now, but the old superstitions will hang about them, and although they have renounced the adoration of such | ||
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who had followed along with us, and had a horse, gave me the animal to ride across the strait, while the children swam. This island is called Cocoanut Island, because of a small cocoanut grove on it. There were plenty of shells here, but mostly beach worn. We staid some time, and found it was time to return lest our friends become alarmed. On returning, we found that the tide had risen, and I could not hold my feet high enough to keep them out of the water. Afterwards, I was told, that it is often too high, and sometimes too rough to cross. On this island is the quarantine hospital, never used but once. I felt a very pleasant tired when I got back, and they seemed be greatly surprised to find how far we had walked, it being more than two miles. I remained quiet receiving calls, and returning them, as the people here are quite social, till Saturday, when I planned an excursion with the children. We went again to the beach, through the little village, and then over to another indentation of the bay. It was also a very pretty part of the bay, and here we gathered shells and mosses. Our party consisted of four boys and two girls. They unclear fished, and gathered shells for me. I walked in the water barefoot, till my soles became very tender, as the lava rock is very sharp and rough, and the sand is mostly, worn out, and ground shells. The tops of my feet were nearly blistered by the sun. We had several showers, which were quite enjoyable as I lay stretched on the beach thoroughly absorbed in gathering shells. It is not easy to find good shells. There are thousands of shells, but beach worn mostly. We had a long walk to get back home, and my feet were very wet; the children went barefoot. I forgot to speak of two rocks, which are considered of much importance in this part of the bay, by the natives. One is a circular lava rock standing in the water like an island; the other a peninsular rock, both quite flat on the top. One is called a god, the other a goddess of sickness. This is the idea I get of their superstition. If anyone is sick, he must swim around the one several times and then get up on the other. This people are not heathen now, but the old superstitions will hang about them, and although they have renounced the adoration of such