south again should we proceed further north in order to get back to Vella Lavella. Heading presumably for Vella Mr. Beck changed his mind again and when we were approaching Vella from the north and west decided to put into Bagga, a very small island lying a few miles across from Vella on the opposite side of the channel. This channel is known as Beagle Channel and composes the southern entrance by water to the coast of Vella Lavella. We anchored off the houses and shacks of the only plantation of a man called Champelin, who owns the whole island and with his assistant make up its entire white population. We had time to put in the whole of the afternoon and all of Saturday collecting. In collecting Bagga from the east side there are two possibilities. One is the large mangrove swamp which skirts the shore inclusively and the other is the elevated section towards the interior, which, heavily bushed, rises to a height of several hundred feet. By all odds and discretion the interior should prove the most interesting, but it turned out just the other way. The first day's collecting was all in the mangrove. This section, a rotten, mucky, tangled, and almost impenetrable combination of swamp and twisted vegetation, yielded far more specimens than the other which we all tried the next day. In the mangrove were shot by the three of us who went ashore two kingfishers of the medium sized variety (brown breasted), flycatchers, (black