Murray 1948 Journal July 10 10 mi SE Mesquital, 4000 H., Baja Calif. Last night at dusk I went over to the wash and hoped for bats, but to no avail. This morning went out once again to look for Citellus leucurus. This time I confined my efforts to the flat sandy ground in the wash to the north – a section running along the road which is halfway between the soft sand and packed silt, and in which we have found the squirrels to be most abundant. As usual they were exceedingly wary, spotting me often a hundred feet away. At such distances they were inclined to run behind a bush and if I came closer, they down a hole. A few I would come upon somewhat closer, and if not frightened much they sometimes stopped to watch while still in sight. Only in these cases could I get a shot. Chasing a squirrel, even creeping a few feet, was futile. One scrambled up a yucca tree trunk to a height of seven feet to watch me. Another ran to a hole near the base of a yucca clump, and then a few moments later appeared from a hole about 8 feet high