The same official who was aboard yesterday came up the gangway with another native in uniform and presented us with a letter from David which said that Daan and I were to come with them to Manado to straighten out the photographic difficulty. Also, that the Assistant Resident had already communicated with the naval authorities in Surabaya and orders had been received to send them my negatives.
I dressed quickly. Ted squirted some scent at me “to help make the jail smell sweet.” Daan said to bring my movie camera as they spoke about my having taken movies also, which was not mentioned yesterday.
We started at 7 A.M. in the official’s car stared at by the natives who knew just what was going on. One official was dropped at Kema and the other stopped at his house to put on a more formal uniform.
This did not look encouraging. Daan said that the fact they had telephoned to Batavia showed they regarded the matter seriously. He also said that he had gone shooting ashore, something strictly forbidden and that the marsupial skin had been hanging in plain sight for days. They apparently had not noticed it.
We reached the hotel at Manado and saw David, Marian and Anne. We then went to the Assistant Resident with the officer, that is, the officer, Daan and I. The Assistant Resident kept us waiting a long time. He was pleasant and friendly, looked at the films, asked if we had taken any other pictures of the coast, and then took us to see the Resident, Mr. Van Rhijn. He also looked at the films and was pleasant and friendly. He asked me to try his pipe tobacco from Holland, which incidentally was very fine. He then composed a cable to the authorities at Batavia, somewhat as follows “Mrs. Archbold aboard yacht Cheng Ho has taken by mistake photographs of the yacht at Bitung with the coast as background. I have seen the pictures and consider them unimportant. Violation is Article 9, 1939 #442. Cable if you approve return of the film.” Resident.
The films were on the table and Daan put them in his pocket. The Resident returned to me the film I had given the officer, which incidentally was of David’s precious Pigafettas.
After a friendly talk Daan and I went to the hotel. David’s Rolleiflex was returned and he evidently did not mind my surrendering it instead of mine.
Took pictures of specimens with David’s camera at his room. Snaps with no tripod. Curious to see how they will turn out.
Had one hundred postals made from the returned negatives. They were splendid pictures, the best postals yet.
Find I am expected to attend the Resident’s lunch party tomorrow Sunday so will stay over.
We took a drive in the late PM over the road that runs West along the coast.
Put up at the Myrtle.