"As we were cruising in a general westerly direction through the New Hebrides, a little incident occured which throws a side-light on the man, Jack London." "One day, when weather conditions were perfect and everyone was on deck enjoying himself, an animated ball of variegated colours dropped slowly down on the cockpit at the feet of Mrs. London who was at the wheel. She eagerly picked it up, calling out, 'Lookie. lookie, what I've got ' "It proved to be the prettiest little bird we had ever seen. Jack got out his book on ornithology, and proceeded to study book and bird, but nowhere was such...