up two more yellow-bibbed doves, two black-winged pi-179 geons (long-tail pigeons) and another fantail. It seems to be pretty certain that the graybirds, flycatchers, blackheads, and other indigenous and fairly common small birds do not come into the high altitude area. The only birds of the low altitudes present up here are the two forms of white-eye, the crow, and the cockatoo. And none of these three could be said to be even partially common. The fantail and thickhead are present but in quite differ- ent species than the fantail and thickhead of the lower altitudes. We saw no more redbreast but had the great fortune to bag another thrush at about five o'clock, just as we had given up for the day and were starting down. This bird, as far as any of us have experienced, invariably remains as quiet as a stone. The ones I have shot have all been perching in very dark places, the most umbrous and secluded that the environment could offer. They keep from ten to fifteen feet off the ground and seem to have a faculty for selecting a bush or a tree whose dark leaves are shaped much after the pattern of their own figures. We came down the thirty-five hundred feet to the camp in less than an hour and a half sliding and sky- shooting around in the mud. It was still raining when we arrived and again the flavor of cocoanut pudding, cane syrup, and a quiet smoke on dry blankets, proved to be unmentionable things. January 4th. Hamlin's day on the mountain. The