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and lived in these woods & shells. There seem to be 3 main species, but their life histories are most complex, and to my mind a little far fetched. He has asked T. Wayland Vaughan of La Jolla & U.S.N.M., to help him -- or give an opinion. Vaughan was here in 1913.
Mr Forrest was once tried for murder, as he shot and killed a chinaman who was prowling around his father's house. He was then known as "young Forrest". His wife's father was the judge who tried him, and the story is that he was very severe with him. This was before Mr & Mrs Forrest were married. The result of the terrific nervous strain told on the young man, and he has been afflicted with a palsy of the hands ever since. It really is a pity as he is such a charming old man. He reminds me a lot of Mr Wm Sharwood. He is now retired, but when he was younger he owned one of the nicest stores in Antigua. I have heard it said that there has never been as fine jewelry and silver shown in a shop ^ [[insertion]] in Antigua [[/insertion]] as when he [[strikethrough]] l [[/strikethrough]] was in business. 
We had thought that we would have time to call on the Petre-Hays before dinner, but we took too much time so we went up 

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after dinner. On the way up we saw what I thought was a crab going across the street but Dick thought it was a crapaud. It started to rain just as we arrived at their front door. They had gone out to see about theatre reservations, but their maid insisted we come in and wait -- we did. 
We had a pleasant visit. Mr. Petre-Hay showed us some of the china he has been collecting. We were told that there is a Jew down here buying old furniture, and he then ships it to Boston where it is restored. He will buy anything as long as he believes it is authentic antique. The whole piece doesnt have to be the genuine. He is often pleased to have one leg in a piece sufficiently good. 
We got home about 10 o'clock - so to bed.
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After breakfast Dick decided to go out collecting. I stayed home and arranged shells. I finished one whole box and took it down to Mrs Mason. She was very pleased and gave me a necklace made of little pink shells -- I didn't expect any reward, especially anything so nice. Then we had a little drink to celebrate the occasion. It was vermouth & soda (we've had it before -- good). Just as we finished Dick came in. 
Nothing interesting from then until 6:15

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