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SUMMARY:
Brief notes reference a description of The La or Dib La and mention other birds. The writer notes that from camp, on a clear day, one can see across the Nyam Jang Chu valley to Tawang, said to be two marches away.

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Ludlow p. 117-118
brief description of The La or Dib La.
other birds

The view (from camp) on a clear
day must be splendid as one looks
right across the Nyam Jang Chu
valley to Tawang which is said to
be only 2 marches distant.

SUMMARY:
A steep climb from the Trashiyangsi valley up to the Dib La passed through oak, bamboo, and rhododendron, with 21 birds collected and the possibility of new species noted. After crossing the frontier pass with Tibet and proceeding along the ridge, a waterlogged camp was made beyond the pass amid torrential rain and severe midges.

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Trashiyangsi: valley. The sun was extraordinarily hot for this
Dib La 10 Sept height. The path lies straight up a ridge between
Lobelia erecta 954 two streams, crossing the southern one fairly soon.
The climb is very steep the whole way, through
dense forest, first oak, then bamboo, then
rhododendron. In the bamboo part, we found
birds in numbers & have shot 21. These include
a most interesting collection. It is quite possible
that three new species may come out of these.
For Pnoepyga & Tesia, a couple of miles W of the
Dib La is excellent. The climb continues very
steep indeed right up to the DIB LA at m

7. (Ht 13003) This is the frontier with Tibet.
   On the East side the path is along a ridge,
   mostly pretty easy, with occasional steep drops
   over difficult rocky ground. Camp is a clearing
   reached 2 m beyond the pass. It is the worst
   camp bar Pimi we have had for a long time.
   All the ground available is soaking wet. Ten
   minutes before the coolies arrived, torrential
   rain fell & further soaked the ground &
   everybody as well. However we all got in
   and are reasonably comfortable. The midges however
   are perfectly awful. They appear an hour before dusk, &

SUMMARY:
Notes describe a pervasive small biting fly in Bhutan, abundant around camp, and a lack of birds on the eastern side of a pass compared to the western side. It reports continuous heavy rain through night and day, and very dense, steep jungle with short visibility where the best birds are found.

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Ludlow 118 - There is a peculiar little biting fly in Bhutan which is the cause of great annoyance to everyone. It is as small as a sandfly, it bites one vehemently, not noticed so much at midday, but late in afternoon and early morning it is particularly active. There are numbers of these flies in the camp.
No birds - evidently this eastern side of the pass is not nearly so interesting (ornithologically speaking) as the western side.

Ludlow 119 'A damnable day'
It rained the whole of last night and the whole of today - not just ordinary rain but streaming rain, rain that falls from the clouds as it falls from the rose of a watering can.

Ludlow 120 - the jungles are very dense and steep. One can seldom see more than a dozen yards, often less, but most of the best birds are in these thick jungles.

SUMMARY:
Entries for 11–13 September describe a halt at Dib La near Trashiyangsi, views toward the Nyamjang Chu valley and Tawang, and persistent heavy rain that made the ridge swampy and collecting difficult; a mail from Kumarikhata sent on 2 September arrived.

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are busy all night.

Trashiyangsi 11th Sept. Halt at Dib La. A fine view in the morning to
Dib La the Nyamjang Chu valley & across it to Tawang & the
Hypericum hookerianum 955. Muktur hills - the Tse La Range. We could not see
Aconitum janorthizum 956 down into the valley, which was filled with clouds.
The clouds soon began to rise & by 10 we were in
mist. This changed to very heavy rain by 12.0 &
continued till 3.0 pm. The rain here seems to
be exceptionally heavy. The whole ridge is a
swamp, which surprised us on arrival, but we
can see the reason easily now. This is a
difficult place to collect in, being too sharp a
ridge. The bamboo is very dense, & we did not get
such a good collection of birds today, though there
must be a number about.

Trashiyangsi 12th Sept. Halt. A perfectly awful day, pouring rain from
Dib La: morning till night. However the gloom was cleared by
Crawfordia speciosa 957 the arrival of a mail from Kumarikhata sent on 2nd
Sept. pretty good going. Up till then no outward
mail had been received by the P.M.

13th Sept Halt. Another foul day, rained hard from morning
to night. However things were brightened up by the
arrival of

SUMMARY:
The diary notes that their camp east of the Dib La was set in a waterlogged morass, yet birding has been reasonably productive. Brief notes mention differences in Tragopan forms, comparing Cowan's 'Satyra' and 'molesworthi'.

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Ludlow p 121
our camp east of the Dib La was pitched
in a morass. If one stepped outside
one's tent one squelched through the water
and wet; However despite the unholy
weather we have not done so badly for
the birds here.
Tragopan - diffs between Cowan
'Satyra' + 'molesworthi'

SUMMARY:
News from Trashigong reports daks were diverted via Neoli and handed to the wife of Babu Pradhan, who has kept them while Pradhan is away in Calcutta; a small mail is prepared to go next morning. The party moves camp to the west side of Dib La in heavy rain and mist, noting several primulas and Bryocarpum, and makes use of a log hut with prepared flats for tents.

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mail.

possible. News came from Trashigong that the daks or at least three of them had been found. They had had to go by Neoli, and there had been handed over to the wife of Babu Pradhan for some obscure reason. Pradhan himself was away in Calcutta so the bitch of a woman has kept them and refuses still to give them up. She must have had one of them for over 2 1/2 months. Packed up a small mail to go off tomorrow morning.

15th Sept. Camp below Dib La (west) 4 miles Ht 11527' (BP 191.6°)
Dib La.
Lil. nanum 959. Temp 52°. Heavy rain and thick mist all day
Prim. thibetica 960. long. Moved camp to the west side of the range
Prim. normanniana 961. which on the way up was better than the East.
One can't do anything in rain like this though.
There are quite a number of primulas on the
East side of the Dib La. I took plants today
of Winteri? (No. 1.) and another primula, both over
Bryocarpum. of course. Bryocarpum also grows in considerable
numbers there. I saw no signs of any other
primulas on the pass or below, though there
should be some, as the area must compare pretty
well with the Saden passes. There is a reasonably
good log hut here, and we have had small flats
prepared for our tents - not ideal but good enough for

SUMMARY:
The narrator recalls living in a small town in Ohio with his parents and older brother. During a walk, the brother slipped into a stream and was swept away; despite a search party, he was never found.

CONTENT:
Some years ago when I was a boy of about ten or eleven, I lived with my parents in a small town in the state of Ohio. My father was a doctor and his practice was a large one. He was a very busy man and I did not see much of him. My mother was a very gentle and kind woman and I loved her dearly. She was always ready to help me with my lessons and to play with me when she had the time. I had a brother who was two years older than I and we were very fond of each other. We used to play together and go on long walks in the woods. One day when we were out walking we came to a small stream and we decided to cross it. The water was not very deep and we thought it would be easy to get across. But when we were in the middle of the stream my brother slipped and fell into the water. I tried to help him but I was not strong enough and he was swept away by the current. I ran along the bank calling to him but he did not answer. I was very frightened and I did not know what to do. I ran back to the house and told my parents what had happened. They were very much alarmed and they sent for help. A party of men was sent out to search for my brother but they could not find him. It was a very sad time for us all and we never saw my brother again.

SUMMARY:
Halted at Dabla amid persistent rain and mist, with brief outings yielding birds including Spelaeornis sherriffi and Pnoepygas. A small mail arrived; the postmaster reports holding the Mago and Shingbe bags while other bags are with Babu Pradhan’s wives, and notes that Tobgye and Pradhan have been writing for news. The jungle conditions were very wet during a short collecting excursion.

CONTENT:
a few days halt. Yesterday morning I had a good
collection of birds, including two of what seem to be
Spelaeornis s. sherriffi. They should be here too, as
this is about the same height & the vegetation is
similar. But they are not birds one sees much,
living in dense bamboo jungle.

16th Sept. Halted. Dabla. Rained & misted hard all day & all
night. Only went out in the evening & got a couple of
Pnoepygas. Yet another mail arrived - a very small
one naturally, with only newspapers & a note from the
postmaster. He says that he has now our Mago bag
& our Shingbe bag. The other two are still in
the possession of the wife, or wives, of Babu
Pradhan. The PM says that both Tobgye & Pradhan
have been writing to him for news of us. It is
amusing to think of Pradhan writing for news when
letters to him from us both are being held up
by his beastly wives. The PM of course could give
no news of us, as he also had had no
letters.

Dabla 17th Sept. Halted. The rain held off for a couple of
Streptopelia simplex 965 hours this morning & we went away down to
see what we could get. The jungle of course was
soaking. But we got 2 more Spelaeornis sherriffi &

SUMMARY:
The writer recounts early memories from ages three to eight, including first experiences of school, church, a circus, a fair, and a picnic. They mention their first teacher, Miss Smith, a primer about a cat, and enjoying music and games.

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I have a very good memory for a boy
of my age. I can remember things that
happened when I was only three years old.
I remember the first time I went to school.
I was only four years old then and I
remember how I cried because I did not
want to stay. I remember the first
teacher I had. Her name was Miss
Smith. She was very kind to me.
I remember the first book I had.
It was a primer. I remember the
first lesson I learned. It was
about a cat. I remember the first
time I went to church. I was
only five years old then. I remember
how I liked to hear the music.
I remember the first time I went
to a circus. I was only six years
old then. I remember how I liked
to see the animals. I remember
the first time I went to a fair.
I was only seven years old then.
I remember how I liked to see
the things that were there.
I remember the first time I went
to a picnic. I was only eight
years old then. I remember how
I liked to play games.

SUMMARY:
After heavy rain, 18 September was almost perfect, allowing bedding and clothes to dry and clear views of Kula Kangri, though no noteworthy birds were obtained. On 19 September the diarist climbed to the Dib La at dawn, enjoying a magnificent panorama and taking photographs from Donga La past Kula Kangri to Sangdo Pheri.

CONTENT:
a stellatus and some more good birds. By 11 the rain was heavy again. In the evening we both noticed a wind from the north and it is much cooler.

18th Sept. Halt. At last a perfect day. By midnight the sky was clear and the morning broke sparklingly clear. We could see Kula Kangri away to the N. West very clearly. Camp is barely high enough for us to get a good view. I intend to do that tomorrow from the Dib La above. Birds were as pleased as we were, and were busy feeding out at the edge of the forest. What a difference a good day like this makes. We have at last got our beds, bedding and clothes etc. all dry in the sun. In the evening it clouded over a little, but on the whole has been almost a perfect day. But we failed in the evening to get a single bird of any interest. We heard absolutely nothing in the jungle.

19th Sept. Halt. Another perfect day. I left camp at 5.0 am and climbed to the Dib La, where I was rewarded with a most magnificent panorama right round the compass. The air was beautifully clear and not a cloud was to be seen till I left at 7.0 am. I took a series of photos firstly from the Donga La round past Kula Kangri to Sangdo Pheri and the hills to the