National Geographic : 1939 Jul
THE NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE POOR SHRIMPS CAN'T RESIST Netting fresh-water shrimps is a specialty of this asked to pose, she hurriedly let her wanted most. At Ngau they wanted their photographs, and brought us all the food we needed. We could always get food with pictures, but because of the limited water supply carried and the amount needed for developing and printing, we preferred other means of barter. NATIVES PRIZE THE "GEOGRAPHIC" At Moala the natives all wanted to learn English and magazines were highly prized, worth more than money, particularly the NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC because of its illustrations in color. At Matuku we tried for a week to pur chase bananas, but without avail until I showed some women a vel vet jacket. It appeared to be the first velvet they had ever seen. When word was circulated S that we had women's clothes for trade, more than 800 pounds of fruit and vegetables were loaded on board before 8 o'clock the next morn ing! Here in Fiji the natives va ried the usual question and, in stead of asking if we were married, they asked if I were Mr. Strout's sister. This puz zled us until we discovered t h a t the Fijian girls of my size were much below mar riageable age. Just as child mar riages in India shock us, I sus pect we shocked HER! the Fijians! Marquesan beauty. When In October we hair down. left for New Zea land, with "Mo the" (sleep), the Fijian good-by, coming again and again from the tree-covered hills. One of New Zealand's frequent baro metric depressions greeted us as we ap proached the Dominion* and for some hours we lay hove to under the close-reefed main sail. It blew so hard it seemed likely that the sail, now getting old, might blow out and a sea anchor was made ready to meet that possible contingency. But the many weary hours spent with palm (the sailor's "thimble") and needle in Fiji paid good dividends here, for nothing let go. *See "New Zealand 'Down Under,'" by W. Robert Moore, NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC MAGAZINE, February, 1936.