March 7, 1926 I went up on mountain to hunt got up their at about eight o'clock the moon was shining but very little in the dense timber had gone but little ways when I heard a poto holled so I made my way toward where I heard it upon arriving their I found no. 12685 a male feeding in a fruit tree after a load of B.B. it come down to earth we have found out that B.B. is the best load for these animals as no 6 & no 7 are not heavy enough to bring them down. I picked mr poto up tied a footlace around its legs and started on to see what else was in the trees, had not gone very far when I heard the brush cracking so I took it to be deer but it kept on coming toward me so I stood still with light in direction of noise finely I saw a couple of eyes coming through tree tops traveling very fast. I had to follow them through trees for quite a distance they never stopped to investigate my light but kept on going, their where two of them following one another, finely one came across my light and I shot at it once but missed it going through