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[[margin]] IV-9-36 [[/margin]] Today started out more threatening than ever, but it didn't really rain all day. I spent the morning writing a list of the entomologists I have met - 1926 - 1936. There are over 125 names. My idea is to arrange them chronologically in a notebook, with a line as two about each, where, when, & how I met them, and their specialty or subject. I'll keep it in MS for a while to make additions and corrections. It will be better than a Visitor's Book, I think.
In the afternoon I went out to Box's lab. I transferred the Staphs he gave me (99 from Argentina [[footnote symbol - x in a circle]] and 3 from St. Lucia) to a smaller box for shipping and counted two more lots under the microscope. ([[footnote symbol - x in a circle]] 59 species + 3 species)
Box suggested that we go collecting tomorrow up the ridge that ends in M. Reconnaisance, just below M. Gimie, at about 2000 feet.
After dinner I catalogued Wolcott's "Insectae Portoricensis", loaned to me by Box.
IV-10-36  Got up at 7 A.M., and was ready to start by 8. A Mr. Leckie from the Cable ship Enterprise came with us. We drove over [[strikethrough]] l [[/strikethrough]] into the Roseau Valley and up to the Milette River bridge. We left the car and walked the mile up to the Dame Milette, from which there is a view of Morne Gimie, at 850 feet. This ridge heads almost south,
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passes over a dome of 1600 feet, and one of 1800 feet, and apparently ends on the side of M. Reconnaisance. This peak (2000 +++ ft.) is shown on the maps connected by a ridge with M. Gimie, but actually is separated from it by a deep gorge.
At Dame Milette I climbed a high stump to take a picture of M. Gimie. However, the clouds hid the top and I took the picture of the valleys and ridge to the east of it.
We passed along the ridge, called Milette Ridge by Box, sometimes walking for hundreds of feet without touching the ground - on interlaced roots, sometimes climbing so steeply we could only progress because of the strong roots and small trees that served as holds to pull ourselves up. There was more or less of a "track" for the first hour, but this faded out and we merely followed the ridge.
Before we reached the Milette Bridge we had picked up two [[strikethrough]] bo [[/strikethrough]] natives to act as porters and cutters. One was a boy about 15, named Jacot or something pronounced that way (means Parrot), with a high falsetto voice and little English. The other was probably 25, named Eñud. Both were bare-foot, and Eñud did the cutlassing.
From the 1600 ft. peak, Box took some compass bearings on other peaks to use on the detailed map he has been making of the isolated area.