David, Anne and I drove to the market. Bought some matting for backgrounds.
All had lunch with Mr. and Mrs. Yankey. He is an engineer and contractor on bridges, etc. Very nice open house like a small town place in any locality.
We happened to run into a very interesting ceremony afterwards. There was a crowd around a catholic church with people dancing to the beating of some instrument. We went in and saw a long line of people waiting to kiss the foot of a small image. Some were dancing in front of it and picking up children and dancing with them in their arms. A priest told us that when Magellan, who is buried here, came he found this image undamaged in a burned house. The image was exhibited yearly on this feast day and people danced who had been cured of an ailment. He said this was the reason for the very old and very young taking part in the ceremony. It was a very picturesque and remarkable performance.
While we were off the boat a big fuss occurred with the customs. The boat was held because we had entered ports, like Viga, which were not open. Daan sent a telegram to Quezon’s secretary Vargas, and the return wire fixed things up.
Everyone came aboard and after they had gone we sailed. Told Fant I would take a watch and he put me on from 8 to 10 P.M. It was a pleasant warm night and I spent an uneventful 2 hours at the wheel with engines and no sails.
Anne told me today she had doubts about Ted’s reliability and asked me to think it over. I think she plans to dispense with him if possible.
Found Hugo sleeping on top of 3 mattresses on deck and had to wake him to get one.