L. 24. P. 1. Sunday, Oct 4th. P.M. Finished mail in the outside even though the boat will not sail until tomorrow. So my living quarters simply put up, leaving the making of the floor until tomorrow; and will sleep ashore tonight. Oiler is a nuisance here. No bore this afternoon, the moon being now just full. The tree is said to occur only at "full" and "new" moon. Further data on the Wilky young (L. 23. P. 13); I gave them bits of the top bark of "Swamp Mahogany" in a 5-pel. beverage tin. The old mouse made a sort of nest in it and a couple of holes where she went in & out. We had the tin in the center of the "Roald". One afternoon I saw a Wilky out of the tin & climbing around on top the pear, and a bit later heard one of the young ones squeak, so thought "just time" to takeup & caught one of the youngsters as saw that its eyes were just beginning to open. I might both would probably die. When I got close by her, I lifted into the back & to my astonishment the less the old mouse in the tin with another young clinging on me more. Either she had gone back into the tin or there was another Wilky's stood away on the "Roald's". Monday, Oct 5th. A good night ashore. Getting my fruit fats dry as quickly as possible. They are rather tumbleweeds things to get dry. My boys making the floor of the tent now. Quite a lift of excitement: a cassowary was seen swimming, about 50 yards out. Then was a perfect fusillade from the boys' guns and the ship's dinghy put off after it. She silly fellows mistook for slipping a wood over old necke, hit it on that head with an oar. Before they could do anything more it sank and was not seen again. Still getting camp put in order. A short week in front. Sort forest. A decent nest in hole in Bontox tree. Lots of fireflies at night. Tuesday, Oct 6th. Last night after putting out the light in my tent fly & getting into bed I saw the ceiling absolutely dotted with small fireflies. They flashed rapidly - one third of a second or so - and there must have been scores of them. It was like a sky in miniature. Supposed they had flown in earlier, attracted by the light. There seems to be no old seepage on the main bank near us. We gave the loop the afternoon off. They have been going hard.