J. Crowley 1941 Journal May 27 Russian Yule State Park, Mendocino Co., Calif. 1:30 PM of a bright sunshine day with a cool wind blowing, I was sitting up my sleeping bag at a table near camp when I heard a squeaking from the grass just 5 feet from me. I turned, searched for its source with my eyes and saw a snake sliding through the grass with a little whist who was squeaking frantically mouse in its jaws. The garter snake was about 1 1/2's ft long, the mouse about 5 inches long. I yelled to Mrs. Grennell who came to grab the snake. I did so, ran to her with the snake dangling from my hand and the mouse - still squeaking - dangling from the snake. She took the mouse while an - other girl took the snake. I ran for the chloroform jar. While attempting to stuff both predator and prey - the latter now silent and probably dead - into the chloroform jar - Mrs Grennell held the mouse whose nose was still in the grip of the snake which was attempting to throw a coil about the mouse's body. I held onto the tail of the snake to prevent it throwing a coil about. The snake released the mouse suddenly and I was left grasping the tail. Idea clumps fool I