National Geographic : 1921 Jan
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE IIOUSE-BT'IDTING IN TONGA It was here that the master of the Dream Ship said farewell to his craft. which must be small enough to be han dled by a crew of three and sufficiently staunch to withstand anything. I found a country struggling with the same problems that vex the rest of the world at the present time, yet possessed of potential resources and a cheery as surance; but I found no ship. I journeyed to New Zealand, and there beheld a prosperous, immensely earnest people, encumbered about mtich sheep raising, dairying, and over - legislation both at home and in their newly acquired territory in the South Pacific; but I be held no ship. I scoured the Queensland coast all the way to Thursday Island, where the Jap anese are permitted to carry off the major part of the profits from beche de mer (a sea slug which makes the most nutritious soup in the world), pearls, pearl shell, and trocas shell (second only to mother-of-pearl for the manufacture of buttons, etc.) for the simple reason that the majority of Australians cannot be induced to leave their pet city and tackle the industry; but still I found no ship. And so the heart is gone out of things. The dream is ended.