To the visitor in the years preceding the Second World War, the Solomon Islands seemed almost completely cut off from the outside world. A District Officer posted there, as Mr. Horton was in 1937, might be lucky to hear three times a year from home. But his life would be a rewarding one - a never-ending and fascinating round of concern for the order and well-being of the island communities. Often Dick Horton found himself acting as judge, jury and prison officer in legal disputes, while the business of government would be conducted whenever need arose; one day, perhaps, aboard the small District boat in a lagoon; on another occasion n old box in a remote clearing high up in the mountains would serve as a table for the court records, while a banana leaf kept off the rain. Here is a unique opportunity to study the history and customs of the group.