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heard the [[symbol: male]] calling.  Then we descended far down the canyon & up the other side to our old camp.  The country is very steep & the rock formation is gray granite.  Where we crossed the creek was a pretty waterfall 100 feet high falling over a series of a dozen steps made by giant granite ledges. 
The Liso I used as guide carried some poison arrows smeared with black poison gum & placed in a bamboo tube for safety.  This man occasionally imated the wailing call of the gibbon by pressing the edges of a green leaf against his mouth vertically & blowing.  This imitation however was never answered by the gibbons.  At camp I found a soldier waiting with my horse.  On the way up the pass [[strikethrough]] just [[/strikethrough]] near the old gate at the summit I shot a fine blood red Trogopan which was standing in the road.  The throat was furnished [[strikethrough]] by a [[/strikethrough]]

Transcription Notes:
"imated" is probably intended to be "imitated" trogopan = tragopan