At RIP we found Van waiting for us. In the Big Scrub at Lockerbie Sawmille he trapped large numbers of the common forest Rattus leucopus, and little else. By shooting at night he collected, among other things, 2 Petaurus. We have our gear in the wharf shed, and are living in a small military hut on the beach, in the cool shade of a fine Terminalia catappa tree. Sunday May 23. Yesterday after lunch we gave the boys their pocket money allowance and Sunday pay and let them off for the weekend at Cowal Ck. Mission. Last night George and Van, in Holland's truck, made a long jacking trip over the maze of roads at Higgins Field. Dick Holland had been telling them for weeks of the mammals that swarm in the trees around Higgins Field, just waiting to be shot. For 5 hours of hunting they shot one wallaby and a feral domestic cat. George is more certain than ever that the savanna-forests are not much good for mammals. In an old landing barge high and dry on the beach Van last night trapped our third or fourth specimen of the local marsupial cat, Saturn- ellus. The other specimens of this beast in the collection were caught or shot in abandoned military buildings. According to the Hollands, its chief item of diet is cockroaches. Red Island Point brings a welcome change in diet for us, after some days on canned meat. Joe the cook, keen fisherman, has busied himself with casting net and handlines, with bounteous results in queen trevally and night fish, the latter about a pound in weight and something like a small barramundi to look at.