scientific explorer. The Indians, you observe, have domesticated one
leaden and one wooden cow.

This is how the game would be set out. Then we build ships and explore
these islands, but in these pictures the ships are represented as
already arriving. The ships are built out of our wooden bricks on flat
keels made of two wooden pieces of 9 x 4-1/2; inches, which are very
convenient to push about over the floor. Captain G. P. W. is steaming
into the bay between the eastern and western islands. He carries heavy
guns, his ship bristles with an extremely aggressive soldiery, who
appear to be blazing away for the mere love of the thing. (I suspect him
of Imperialist intentions.) Captain F. R. W. is apparently at anchor
between his northern and southern islands. His ship is of a slightly
more pacific type. I note on his deck a lady and a gentleman (of German
origin) with a bag, two of our all too rare civilians. No doubt the bag
contains samples and a small conversation dictionary in the negroid
dialects. (I think F. R. W. may turn out to be a Liberal.) Perhaps he
will sail on and rescue the raided huts, perhaps he will land and build
a jetty, and begin mining among the rocks to fill his hold with silver.
Perhaps the natives will kill and eat the gentleman with the bag. All
that is for Captain F. R. W. to decide.

You see how the game goes on. We land and alter things, and build and
rearrange, and hoist paper flags on pins, and subjugate populations, and
confer all the blessings of civilization upon these lands. We keep them
going for days. And at last, as we begin to tire of them, comes the
scrubbing brush, and we must burn our trees and dismantle our islands,
and put our soldiers in the little nests of drawers, and stand the
island boards up against the wall, and put everything away. Then
perhaps, after a few days, we begin upon some other such game, just as