farewell service was held with the teachers, and early on Wednesday
morning we left Murray Island for New Guinea. On Friday, we made New
Guinea, off Yule Island, and about sunset on October 21st we anchored
about five miles off Boera. Near to the place where we anchored was a
low swampy ground covered with mangrove. We could see Lealea, where
there has been so much sickness. It presented the same low, swampy,
unhealthy appearance. Soon after we anchored a canoe came alongside with
Mr. Lawes and Piri on board. Mr. Lawes did not seem so strong as I
remembered him eleven years ago, yet he looked better than I had expected
to see him. He has suffered greatly from the climate. Piri is a strong,
hearty fellow; the climate seems to have had little effect on him. They
remained some time on board, when they went ashore in the vessel's
boat--Piri taking the teachers and their wives ashore with him. The wind
was ahead, and too strong for the canoe, so the men who came off in her
with Mr. Lawes and Piri remained on board the _Bertha_ till midnight,
when the wind abated. When the boat was leaving, they shouted to Mr.
Lawes to tell us not to be afraid, as they would not steal anything. They
remained quietly on board till two a.m.

Mr. McFarlane and I went ashore in the morning. The country looked bare
and not at all inviting. This is now the most western mission station on
New Guinea proper. Piri has a very comfortable house, with a plantation
near to it. The chapel, built principally by himself and wife, is small,
but comfortable, and well suited for the climate. The children meet in
it for school. The village has a very dirty, tumbledown appearance.

The widows of two teachers who died last year shortly after their arrival
in the mission were living with Piri. We took them on board, with their
things, to accompany us to the new mission. I returned ashore with the
boat to fetch away the remainder of the things and teachers who were