boards had been nailed over some of the cracks, including this one, but some were missing. Presently a weasel struck its head out from behind the end of one of these boards and looked at us, occasionally disappearing and then reappearing. I went to the door and called Mr. Dixon in. By that time the weasel had run to the other end of the house and scurried by the side of the door. It manifested considerable curiosity, going so far as to jump down on the floor and run half way to us; but its courage vanished and it ran back and did not appear again. I set a steel trap by placing two boxes on the floor close together, leaving room for the weasel to pass in, placing the trap at the entrance and putting the head of a bird between the boxes. This morning I had the weasel. It is a male and I think but a few months old. Perhaps, its youth accounts for its extra display of curiosity. Shrews seem to be plentiful here, the most so of any island locality are