Another wore nothing but the common scanty native garment round the loins, and a black beaver hat.

But the most ludicrous personage of all, and one who seemed to be chief, was a tall middle-aged man, of a mild, simple expression of countenance, who wore a white cotton shirt, a swallow-tailed coat, and a straw hat, while his black brawny legs were totally uncovered below the knees.
"Where's the commander of this ship ?" inquired our captain, stepping up to this individual.
"I is capin," he answered, taking off his straw hat and making a low bow.
"You!" said our captain, in surprise.

"Where do you come from, and where are you bound?
What cargo have you aboard ?" "We is come," answered the man with the swallow-tail, "from Aitutaki; we was go for Rarotonga.

We is native miss'nary ship; our name is de _Olive Branch_; an' our cargo is two tons cocoa-nuts, seventy pigs, twenty cats, and de Gosp'l." This announcement was received by the crew of our vessel with a shout of laughter, which, however, was peremptorily checked by the captain, whose expression instantly changed from one of severity to that of frank urbanity as he advanced towards the missionary and shook him warmly by the hand.
"I am very glad to have fallen in with you," said he, "and I wish you much success in your missionary labours.

Pray take me to your cabin, as I wish to converse with you privately." The missionary immediately took him by the hand, and as he led him away I heard him saying, "Me most glad to find you trader; we t'ought you be pirate.