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us with them, and when at last we were safely down at sea 

 level, Rosamond and I repaid them in champagne. 



The festivities in connection with the Congress at San- 

 tiago were cordial and extremely well organized, but of 

 more interest to us was the visit to Valdivia and Corral, 

 in the south of Chile. Here we succeeded in finding not 

 only some new fresh-water Crustacea but some extremely 

 interesting frogs and toads. 



One day when we had run out of containers I purloined 

 Rosamond's sponge bag and filled it with frogs, hung it up 

 in our room, and went out to buy bottles. I hadn't tied it 

 up very well and when I got back the floor, furniture, 

 and walls were liberally besprinkled with tree frogs hop- 

 ping about and climbing with their little sucking toes over 

 everything, including the windowpanes. As usual I was 

 penitent and unpopular, but this didn't catch the frogs. 



Don Carlos Reed helped me secure our grand series of 

 Rhinoderma. This strange little frog has a unique habit, in- 

 asmuch as the male picks up the eggs as the female lays 

 them and packs them into the singing pouch in his throat. 

 Here in due time they develop to the point where, when 

 he opens his mouth, the little froglets leap forth into free- 

 dom. The tadpole stage is passed in the male parent's throat 

 pouch. This frog is confined to southern Chile. Around 

 Valdivia and Corral, we had some very fruitful collecting, 

 finding not only lizards and amphibians but some extremely 

 interesting fresh-water Crustacea as well, including a new 

 fresh-water crayfish recorded from the most southerly sta- 

 tion in America. 



On our voyage north when we landed at Coquimbo we 

 were invited to drink a glass of champagne with tlie city 



