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[[pre-printed]]58[[/pre-printed]] Antigua 35.

[[left margin]]IX-4-36[[/left margin]] About 2 o'clock last night we had the worst thunderstorm I've seen in years. It hung around until late in the afternoon. Everyone was awakened and there was quite a bit of allaying one another's fears! One or two flashes actually shook the house. I noted a very unusual characteristic of the thunder peals. Instead of crashing out and rumbling away, the frequently broke out moderately loud, then were intensified by one or two exceedingly loud and sharp concussions like dynamite explosions. These were more startling than ordinary thunder claps, because they were so unexpected after the co[[underline]]mpar[[/underline]]atively quiet start of the rumble.
   We spent most of the morning on accounts. August was the cheapest month we've lived so far. After lunch we worked on stamps, putting away duplicates. We've certainly gotten a good number.  If we ever find anyone to trade with, there'll be no lack of things on our side. The bulk is West Indian but there are lo[[strikethrough]]s[[/strikethrough]]ts of current world stamps too. Continued this after tea, but Ruth was too tired in the evening. Expect will sleep well tonight, as we really had only 3 hours sleep last night.
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[[left margin]]IX-5-36[[/left margin]] A relatively clear morning, but the ground is still so wet that collecting seemed useless. We decided to go to the fossil locality that Mr. Forrest told us of. We rode to the point north of the Fort, then walked about a mile along the beach to the next point. This seems to be the one called Wea-Sherill [[left margin]]No![[/left margin]] Cliff by Forrest. There is here a 20-foot exposure of a clayey, irregularly consolidated rock that seems to be almost completely made up of coral and other fossils. I took two large samples, as well as several individual cup-corals, and a bag of beach sand. We picked up quite a large number of shells for Ruth, and started back. Found a few beetles under seaweed at
[[underline]]Station 286.[[/underline]]
Beach two miles north of St. Johns; 1 mile northeast of Fort James.  Under seaweed took 6 or 8 small beetles that are Scarabaeids or  Byrrhids or etc.  
  We got home [[underline]]just[[/underline]] before a heavy shower, well loaded down with our plunder.
  Mr. Frost claims that short-wave radio fades worse than long wave. I always understood that it was just the opposite. In 1924 we used to have lots of trouble with fading on the 200-500 meter band. Our shortwave reception here fades only a trifle, at worst.
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