(123) I have been reflecting the side-lines of late- due principally to the death of native contributors. None have been interested in catching snakes or frogs, or for tobacco; the few that have come aboard have prof- fessed nothing but eggs, paw-paw, & sweet potatoes, or baskets, Mission-taught design - clearing money in exchange. We have had little time for them. Nothing of photographic inter- est except the lagoon itself. June 15"- Three of us took the big boat and pulled south along the shore to look for a better place to penetrate to the high land. Sent the boys ashore at the Ruhana River while I signalled the ship to come up. Navigation in these waters is extremely precarious. Charlie came off and together we went up the river. I started climbing about a mile inland (missed an eagle hawk at the river) and reached about 1000 feet by 2 P.M. The ground steep, rocky and mean. Took several Thickheads and flycatchers - two pygmy parrots. Every day lately I have heard the yellow-bib dove calling within apparent range. Yet none actually seen. The long-tail dove is in the flat terrain around the rivers; the boys have taken two. June 16" Fine weather. We heard the crested pigeon while going up the river. David and I landed on either side and had several tries. They were all very high up. Later on David got one, which makes the first. Today I intended to reach 1500 feet at least but had the luck to lose the whole cocking piece of my gun and had nothing to do but return to the ship to replace it from the other new gun. It must have caught on a vine and been snapped off; I only became aware of its absence when I started to shoot. Nothing to do but return. At 1 P.M. I took the small boat and landed on the foreshore when I did some good collecting in a short time. Thickheads, flycatchers, and fantails. Now we have just enough guns for four collectors and one of them Hicks' old thunderbox with no safety catch.