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seems almost incredible that that should have been done after our instructions. Puibo hopes to retrieve it, and bring it on with him when he comes. He wrote from Dosum Zampa - 'the bridge of the three rivers'. Flies are very bad in this camp all through the day, and a tiny midge with a most annoying bite appears in the mornings and evenings. We have smoke fires lit round the camp to try to cope with them. The walking stick gun has been unable to keep up the uneven struggle. I have tried to patch it up, but the whole thing is made of soft metal and brass, which cannot stand up to the discharge of the cartridge and buckles. So it is being discarded. It is a great pity, because some such other weapon - we have one .22 rifle - is necessary in the thick jungle when after birds like Pnoepyga, Tesia, Neornis and Heteroxenicus. They are all inveterate skulkers, and if one sees them, it is only in the densest jungle at a range of a few yards.

4th September. Tobrang. Fine nearly the whole day, after a downpour during the night. It is very hot and oppressive when the sun shines, but certainly preferable to the rain. We spent, as usual, the