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28 Ladies, Believe It or Not of Malekula, New Hebrides. to get her a husband: The one to the left has asked us the one to the right is a rich widow and doesn’t need one. She (the widow) has a stockade, two milk cows, and thirty-three polished skulls. Each skull can be ex- changed for enough food and clothing (clothing, huh?) to carry her 3 months. Special jfor the Tropical Number of 10 ook, via International Newsreel. THE SOUTH SEA ISLAND NUMBER hall, threw on her coat. A bulky form hur- ried after her. “Hey! You prom- ised I could take youhome. You ain't ditching me just be- cause my mother bawled you out, are your *Tain’t my fault-what she says.” Was this. sym- pathy? Was he try- ing to be kind, in his way? Anyway, what difference did any- thing makes? She had promised him. One friend, perhaps —the Juggles boy. What was his name? Harry, or Harold? Everyone used _ to call him Butch. No matter. Get away, that was the thing. The buggy jolted onits way. “Might’s well go around by the dam,” said the Juggles boy hoarse- if. a Cry. ¥etk Longest way round is the shortest way home.” He laughed nervously. His arm slid around the back of the seat. A-Tsttle Vater, struggling away from him, the horse cropping grass at the side of the road —how could he see to eat in the dark ?— COMICOOOKS @ (CO)