books, flashlight batteries, etc., it has engaged my emotions sentimentally. I shall live uneasily until I see it back again. The septic poisoning on my legs continues, so Ham- lin took the day on the mountain. At noon Dr. Drowne, who has not been in good health for the past few days, came down with an attack of malaria. Hamlin returned in the evening with eighteen birds, including a little green paraquet, the first one taken by our expedition here. The thrushes and redbreasts still observe their lately acquired elusiveness. It rained heavily all afternoon. Several cases of fever with complications have broken out in the village and Cumbai has left, himself, with a dose of fever, with four patients bound over the trails for Kieta and the House Sick. It is the season for sickness among the natives. And the waning of the moon bringing increased rain and dampness is the worst part of this season. January 19th. Doctor Drowne's illness has turned out to be gastric malaria. He is having a hard time of it. His temperature has gone up to 103, he cannot eat anything, has fits of coughing and renching, and due to the nature of the camp with bamboo poles and a blanket for a bed, is in an exceptionally uncomfortable situa- tion. Hamlin and I both stayed in camp today. It is difficult to make a decision in such circumstances. If Dr. Drowne is going to be sicker he certainly should be