"Three Hills.

We found the people, on the whole, friendly, and willing to have teachers. They sold us a good many yams. Some of the people on the beach, however, were overheard talking of killing the two white men in charge of the boat sent ashore for the yams. Perhaps they were beginning to have some suspicion, by this time, that they had been deceived by the Flirt.

"A little before sunset we weighed anchor and steered for Gunna, a small island on the north coast of Faté, expecting to reach it by next morning, but the wind being unfavorable for anchoring there, we put into