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locally from donated mahogany. The main display is in a fine new hall, paid for chiefly by Carnegie funds. Mr. Shilstone seems to be very enthusiastic and a good promoter. He admits to being entirely ignorant of modern museum methods but hopes to be able to employ a competent curator soon. The Carnegie people will duplicate anything they can get from the local government. They have a curator now, honorary I think, but he is a rector and seems to be little more than keeper of the keys. Mr. Shilstone asked me to consider giving an address before their society before I leave, on what I've [[strikethrough]] l [[/strikethrough]] seen of the natural history of the island. He promised to take me to see the kitchen-midden where he got the Carib relics.

[[margin]] III-1-36 [[/margin]] Sunday. Stayed home today to write letters and notes. Did quite a bit of discussing with Ruth about expenses, and figured out our total and monthly expenses so far. In order to break even we must live for $159.44 a month. We haven't done [[strikethrough]] than [[strikethrough]] that any month thus far, though the last one was about $165. Wrote Ed a complete summary of our accounts. Also wrote to the American Caribbean Line in Antigua about the glasses. [[end page]]

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[[margin]] III-2-36 [[/margin]] I rode out along highway #6, which passes this house, for 11 miles, passing nothing but cane fields. Here it joins #5 but I soon turned off toward the south coast past the Crane Hotel and started back along highway #7. Just now the rear cylinder of the motor gave out entirely and I feared I'd have to walk home. However, by taking a side road through Christ Church and Kingsland I got back to #6 and home. I removed the cylinder heads and found the rear one full of a gummy deposit and two tablespoonfuls of oil on the top of the piston. After lunch I went down town and inquired about garages for motorcycles. I was finally directed to Cole & Co., who once had a Harley agency, and still have some spare parts. None of their piston rings were right, but they have a mechanic who has a Harley and can help me when my parts arrive from Harry Ison. Until then I am just stalled.

After tea Mr. & Mrs. Shilstone called on us. They are both very pleasant. He said he would try to get me a car to use till the motor is fixed. They only stayed a short time. Tucker phoned to invite us to see some sights on Saturday, and we accepted.