It is on such mornings that Papua whispers to you of her immemorial ancientness and Of her power. And, as every white man must, I fought against her spell. While I struggled I saw a tall figure striding down the pier; a kapa-kapa boy followed swinging a new valise. There was some thing familiar about the tall man. As he reached the gangl he looked up straight into my eyes, stared for a moment, then waved his hand.

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