with a note from Dr. Drowne, and after a few minutes the parade took to the trails again. The trail from Kino on is about twice as bad. It is scarcely wider than one's foot and as it had been raining it was nothing more than a steep mud trough. The manner in which the carriers climbed up the trail was nothing short of miraculous. Hamlin and I had all we could do to get up the trail with nothing to carry at all. The beauty of the country increases with the trail. We passed several heavy waterfalls, dank and eerie-look- ing places, and three mysterious grottos where the thick foliage, steep cliffs, and moss-covered rock associated like a dale in Ida. Just before sunset we arrived at the "House Belong Kieppe" in Kupei, and found Dr. Drowne in sound diplomatic standing with the native dignitaries, bartering tobacco, calico, and salt for taro, bananas, poi-poi, and spears. He was very cold and wet and seemed glad to see our white man's tucker with his duffle bag on the backs of the carriers. Our camp was, even at the first glance, one of the most beautiful places that I have ever seen. It stands on a knoll at an elevation of twenty two hundred feet overlooking the whole of the great Arawa valley. Immediately behind it the mountains rise up to five thousand two hundred and fifty feet. It appeared at first, as it proved later, to be the summum bonum of a bird collector's jumping off place. Our cook-boy, Bakki, stirred up a more than adequate