any one. It seems Maiva is very disturbed; they are
fighting all round, avenging Oa's death, and may soon be expected here.
Maiva would not interfere with us, but Lolo I would not trust.

We shall have to keep a good look-out to-night. Our friends seem very
troubled and excited. I have given warning that any one coming near our
camp must call out my name and his or her own. No one can come near
without our knowing, as my terrier Flora is a splendid watch-dog. This
evening, some women passed camp, carrying their valuables to hide away in
the bush. Bob asks, "Suppose Lolo natives come to us, what we do?" "Of
course they will not come near to us unless they mean to attack, and then
we must defend ourselves." The guns are ready. It is not pleasant; but
I fancy they will not molest us, so hope to sleep well, knowing we are
well cared for by Him who is never far off. Through much trouble we get
to be known, and the purpose for which we come is understood.

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3_rd_.--Last night I slept lightly, with Flora on watch, and Bob easily
aroused. After midnight he kept watch. We placed the lights beyond
tents on each side, and so arranged that the light would strike on any
native nearing camp. About two a.m. Lavao's wife No. 2 came up with her
grandchild, goods, and chattels for safety. The Loloans were coming. All
right; all ready. Very loud, noisy talking in village. At four, we
called out for Kone, who came up telling us that we should be first
disposed of, then Delena. I went to the village, and saw the old
friendly chief from Lavao. I told him any Loloan coming over the brow of
the hill with weapons we should consider as coming to fight, and we were
ready. At five, women and children crowded into camp, with all their
belongings, and asked for protection. Certainly; we shall do what we can
for them. Men are running all about, planting arms in convenient places
in the bush. We are told to keep a good look-out--and that we shall. It
is now daylight, so we do not care much. The fight has begun in the
village. Some Loloans, running after Delena natives, rush uphill; we
warn them back, and they retire. There is a loud shout for us to go to
the village and fight. I leave Bob with guns and cartridges to keep
watch over camp. I have more confidence in the skirmish unarmed, and
have no wish for the savages to think I have come to fight. I shout out
_Maino_, and soon there is a hush in