The father of Mataafa, while he lived, was a great friend and protector to all living creatures, and passed under the by-name of _the King of Birds_.

It may be it was among the woodland clients of the sire that the son acquired his fancy for this morning music.
* * * * * I have now sought to render without extenuation the impressions received: of dignity, plenty, and peace at Malie, of bankruptcy and distraction at Mulinuu.

And I wish I might here bring to an end ungrateful labours.

But I am sensible that there remain two points on which it would be improper to be silent.

I should be blamed if I did not indicate a practical conclusion; and I should blame myself if I did not do a little justice to that tried company of the Land Commissioners.
The Land Commission has been in many senses unfortunate.