214 by the sight of a heavy box, while a light box, even though it was almost as large as the other, seemed to have no effect upon it. January 19th. Kemp organized his carriers and made up his boxes immediately after breakfast. The carriers had slept huddled together around a fire between our house and the cook-house. The night was a particularly cold one, but they had been too lazy to make a shelter yesterday afternoon. While all the carriers were gathered about their vine-strapped loads waiting for the start, Kemp got out his hair clippers. To the intense interest of the natives he completely shaved the heads of Hamlin and myself. We were very grateful for this opportunity, as our hair has been a nuisance to us for over a month. We both decided, however, somewhat wistfully, that the number of months likely to pass before our hair could be a nuisance to us again was more than either of us would care to go without sugar. Finally, at about nine o'clock Kemp's party set out down the trail augmented by four of our own carriers bound to Arawa with another shipment of birds. Before he left, our guest left with us ten pounds of flour, a tin of baking powder, a tin of cigarette papers, a bot- tle of Worcestershire sauce, and a tin of jam- all that was left of his gesture. Then with one native who car- ried his sneakers on a stick, he departed down the trail following the footsteps of his partner. "Back to the