(100) a sac-sac tree someone would fall out to cut it down. They all had good axes, knives, and pipes. I learned from Riarite, who also sticks with me, that they obtain them by barter from natives from villages in the Piratau District to the southward who get them from other natives, who got them someone else who originally purchased them in the store at Numa Numa. The only road across the northern or central part of Bougainville connects Piratau with Numa, a distance of over 40 linear miles. The government sent a patrol through this line twelve months ago after rumors of bush fighting had leaked through. During the morning we passed the remains of former leaf shelters, one spot where it was explained a bush pig had been cooked, and more sac-sac stumps. Without the wonderful aid of these wild kanakas, so-called, I should have been helpless. They are glad to lug the bundles simply for the privilege of watching us as curiosities. Anything, no matter how trivial is noticed and remarked on; and a discarded tin can, or wrapper, any bit of paper with a mark on it, news print or sardine advertisement they seize avidly and hang on the string about the neck or on the breech clout fore or aft, according to taste. No one has as yet suggested any fear of the mountain and its fire. We made camp at 7300 feet about 3 P.M. since it started to rain. Hicks and I have taken around a dozen birds each. I lost the Mammal Dept., a grand new species of flying fox. It took three shots to bring it down and it was a beauty - the largest I have ever seen with long, glossy-black fur. I gave it to one boy who retrieved it and told him, like a fool, that he could have the meat to kai-kai after I had taken the skin. He merely got the gist of my declaration - namely, that it