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Bananera, near Morales, Guat. Thurs. 22/5/1919 Sweetheart: I am sitting in a good hotel at a freshly painted table after a hot day's work in the field + a fine supper -- soup, chicken, frijoles, maccaroni [[macaroni]], creamed cabbage, coffee + preserved papayas(?). It is the dreadfully late hour of 8:40, + I ought to be in bed, but I am going to stay up long enough to write you. My last letter to my mother took me up to Sunday the 18th, the day after I joined Pittier + the rest at Quebradas. We stayed there until yesterday, drying plants + doing some collecting, swimming, & trying to find a cool spot. Pittier says he has never seen it so hot anywhere in all his experience. Both P. + Whitford have had more or less trouble in the way of indigestion. Gilbert & I are OK., + eat all we can get. Well, yesterday we left Quebradas, where we had been stopping with Mr. Quimby, owner of the gold mine there, + came down with all our baggage on a flat car to Morales. All our truck is dumped in the chief building there, in charge of the Com-