Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-01-20

vegetation of a deep, rich green color.
On returning he took me to his son
in-law's house, where l had afternoon
tea. They lived in a fine European
house, are wealthy and the next
month were going to New Zealand
where he had invested in flax mill.
had very interesting visit with
them and then was driven in town to
the hotel just at dusk.
One day while at the natives house
where / visited so much the old man
said to me:
You take good sweat; you be bet
ter health.
As matter of fact, l had been
sticking too close to the veranda.
writing or reading nearly all the time.
So one afternoon l started on a road
that led directly up the mountain. fol.
lowing it till l was nearly to the
crest of the range. Becoming very
thirsty after sweating so much,
called at house surrounded by a
small plantation of bananas. and
asked for drink of water. The lady
invited me to come in and then gave
me a drink of cool, sweet milk.
which l can assure you hit the right
spot. She informed me they were the
family OF the postmaster of the town,
spending a fortnight up there in the
mountains during school vacation
She invited me to come on the YER
anda on the other side of the house
to look at the scene below and away
to the coast. The view was fine in
deed, for had assembled $500 feet,
hut could not stop long to enioy IT
because had on only a very thin
white silk shirt, which was soppinr
wet an6 was cooling off too fast from
the strong. cool wind blowing, so had
to start back Immediately. ar
rived at the hotel just at dusk after
covering about Is miles.
Farewell To Apia.
SO the days passed all too quickly.
the regular steamer came, and must
move on with regret. Presents were
exchanged and farewells said to the
family of Samoans had become so
attached to and at IL O'clock at night
a boatload of passengers showed OF
the little wharf near the hotel on our
way out to the steamer. The last one
on shore to bid me:
ofa ma Feleni"
cGood-bye, my friend,'l was my
noble old man. While he may belong
to a people considered by some to be
only half-civilized, am Of the opinion
that the money used in sending so
many missionaries here to teach them
to live differently could be used to
better advantage on the heather ex-
listing in every community right at
home. All the way across the har-
Dor our native boatmen are singing
with deep, rich. powerful voices, some
of the passengers who can sing a little
joining on the chorus, the sad, sweet
Samoan song. each verse ending with
the sad lament
oh, I never shall forget you,
Samoa lie gallo alu!
On leaving Apia our steamer took
a coruse which brought MS before
daylight to the northside of the
islands Of Savaii, at the place where
lava Is flowing into the sea. The
stewards wake up the passengers SO
that all who wish can go out on deck
and view the spectacle. This night 1t
was much grander than when seen on
the occasion of returning from the
visit to the volcano. because the flow
was being discharged in a score or
more places and the night was darker.
Three times the boat steamed slowly,
as close as safety would permit,
passed tho scene, before resuming her
cours G. On arising next morning we
were anchored just outside the reef,
at a point only rs miles west from
Apia, before a large cocoanut planta-
ton. Here we remained all day long
taking on copra from barges towed
out by a tug sent down from Apia and
on which the German collector of Gus
toms and his two ratives policemen
returned when we finally departed
from the island