climate hawks. Aside from this assortment of foreign material, which included bear, seal, buffalo, llama, antelope, gazelle, monkeys and apes, there was a fine collection of local tropical and semi-tropical birds. We taxied down to the ship after missing the last car in our eagerness to irritate two of the most fero- cious lions, and bade our adieux to Mr. and Mrs. Pullar. It was really quite sad to leave them as they were our best and most loyal acquaintances on the boat and cer- tainly two of the nicest people in the world. It was not long before the Aorangi settled out into the stream, passed the battleship, dipped her colors, dropped the pilot, and poked her nose onwards to Australia. Tuesday, August 16th. (At Sea). Ship's log 356 miles. Wednesday, August 17th. (At Sea). Ship's log 344 miles. Very stormy, bucking the cross currents in the Tasman Sea. Thursday, August 18th. (At Sea). Very rough again today. Wind increased in velocity and slowed the vessel up to a scant five knots an hour. Most of the passengers have failed to put in an appearance during the last two days. Friday, August 19th. (Sydney, New South Wales). Arrived off the famous heads this morning at six o'clock. Vessel anchored in quarantine in the middle harbour. The Australians, especially Mr. and Mrs. Christmas, appeared very glad to be fast in their native shore again. Mr. Christmas quoted the lines "Lives there a