July 21st, 1930 Riddall, myself and Charlie out hunting from 8 A.M. until 3:30 P.M. I first dispatched mail to R. M. at Bwagaia. The terrane is a substratum of coraline limestone and broken porphyry which is washed down the gullies and stream beds. Kui-tau, the highland to the westward--3400 feet. Stanley called the top very old--primary formation, the island elevated by subsequent upheavals; these can be seen in bluff terraces along cliff front behind brief foreshore. Saw few birds during forenoon on account of wind, rain and clouds. Cleared up after lunch. Altogether, we returned some dozen birds of six species. Bird population not large--something like Rossel Is. Busy putting them up until 10 P.M. Weather continued fine from 12 A. M. This place has a reputation for daily rainfall. July 22nd, 1930 Riddall and Charlie and one local policeman (VC) who accompanied me yesterday, took the guns out today. I stayed in camp to prepare the remaining specimens and get the labels up to date. Finished by 10:30 A.M. Wrote notes. Purchased considerable native food of excellent quality and some eggs. Riddall, Charlie and the local VC returned about 2:30 with a half dozen birds, of which three are new to the collection. The policeman got only one bee-eater, badly mangled. Few of the natives show any aptitude for shooting. Put up the birds and had a hearty supper entirely of fresh food. Weather fine until 3 P.M. when rain began to fall continuing intermittently throughout the night. July 23rd, 1930 Rain kept us indoors until about 9:30 when it cleared somewhat. Riddall, Charlie and self out until 3 P.M. Shot a long-tailed dove and the first Myzomela. For this day 15 specimens put up including a flying fox. I collected land shells of three species for W. J. E. and several species of highly colored stick-insects. Experienced usual rough terrane. At work putting up birds until 10 P.M. leaving several for tomorrow--one Corvus and the common hawk--Haliaster indus. No rain during afternoon but heavy downpour at night. July 24th, 1930 Three natives out shooting. Charlie, the boat's crew of "France" from Ysabel is the poorest hunter of all. Riddall and self worked on birds until 2 P.M. He skins them out for me to make up. Hunters returned at 4 P.M. with 15 birds, adding another specimen. A squad of women came across the island from Siak Bay laden with provender for sale.