almost impossible to put them up. We came down the pass on the other side feeling our way and finally reached a long winding cut between the rocks which took us out upon the plain, north of the Tai Nai, Lake Lhoo. Thence we came than the pass fine rows of geese passed over, flying low, the black wedges showing black against the star lit sky. We were ahead of its cart and tried vainly to run only to find them full. Finally we managed to beat ourselves a small room in the last inn, close by the lake and went to bed after a late supper with the musical clamor of thousands of wild fowl lulling us to sleep. Tues. (Oct. 14) At daylight we turned out and hurried to the lake shore. Harry took a station away from the water at the base of the hills while I dropped behind some clumps for the evaporation of salt. Hardly had I got in position before two geese came straight for me. I waited until they were almost above my head and knocked both down with a right & left. The shots set thousands of birds in motion, flock after flock of geese rose into the air and long lines of ducks skimmed close to the water settling away from shore or on the mud flats near the waters edge. Passant birds came near me and