Not Dead!

“Alf.” Belfield Reappears In Madang.

THAT unkillable prospector and in curable optimist, Mr. Alf. Belfield,, has reappeared in Madang, N.G.

Men who had been in the south, where they read in the newspapers of how Alf Belfleld had at last died pain fully in the Upper Sepik region— whether from spears or disease was not quite clear —were amazed and delighted to see the veteran sitting on a whisky case, calmly smoking, when the Macdhui pulled in to the Madang wharf in July.

“Alf.” was not disturbed at being greeted as a ghost, when he marched back into civilisation a few weeks ago.

He has been so often reported dead, and buried, and eaten, that one more ex perience of the sort is nothing to him.

He is a thin, wiry, little man, popu larly supposed to be “about 70,” and his strength and endurance are wonderful.

He is convinced that, somewhere around the headwaters of the Ramu, or on the Upper Sepik, there is rich gold and that, one day, he will find it. He is to leave Madang shortly on another search.