All Quiet In Tahiti

From Our Own Correspondent

Papeete, Dec. 15.

NOW-A-DAYS, we haven’t the foggiest idea when a ship will poke her nose into our harbour and be off again before we can get even a postcard writ ten and in the mail. The only procedure is to deposit each letter in the post when written, and trust to fate for a ship to take it to its destination.

A Sabbath calm reigns over our islands, broken only when—twice a week—our local radio orator soundly belabors the already badly battered bodies of Petain and his merry men of Vichy. About us reigns the uneventful tranquility of Islands life.

No more tourists—for which inestim able blessing we give thanks at the rising and the setting of each sun.

Miss C. Hayton, who was head of St.

Augustine’s School, at Wailevu, Fiji, re cently married Mr. Edward Mune. She will be missed greatly; but, as her new home is situated near the school, she probably will continue her interest in it.

Mr. G. C. White, of the British National Service in the New Hebrides, was appointed in September last to the Con dominium Medical Service as yaws and hookworm officer and posted to the Southern District.