From: Chapter Twenty-One
TOUGH GUYS WEAR SKIRTS
“They brandish’d Their weapons, distort’d their Mouths, Lolling out their Tongues and Turn’d up the Whites of their Eyes Accompanied with a strong hoarse song, Calculated in my opinion to Cheer Each Other and Intimidate their Enemies.”
––Lieutenant John Gore, Cook’s Voyages, 1769
... At the Center, we were warmly greeted by a group of Tongans dressed in grass skirts, feather headdresses, and shell beads. . .
From: Chapter Twenty-One
TOUGH GUYS WEAR SKIRTS
“They brandish’d Their weapons, distort’d their Mouths, Lolling out their Tongues and Turn’d up the Whites of their Eyes Accompanied with a strong hoarse song, Calculated in my opinion to Cheer Each Other and Intimidate their Enemies.”
––Lieutenant John Gore, Cook’s Voyages, 1769
... At the Center, we were warmly greeted by a group of Tongans dressed in grass skirts, feather headdresses, and shell beads. . .
From: Chapter Three
NIGHT OF THE INSECTS
“Oh, fill me up about this lovely country! You can go on writing that slop about balmy breezes and fragrant flowers, and all that sort of truck, but you’re not going to leave out them santipedes….”
––Mark Twain, Letters from Hawaii, 1866
. . . Returning to our house that evening with a can of bug spray, we put a dent in the insect population, but while I was in a deep sleep something bit me. I. . .
