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'Sea Lion'" and "Bear". 



rest remain untold. How many of our 

 readers have "been there.'" There is 

 one individual livin<; that will never be 

 caught in such a fi.x again. To think of 

 going a thousand miles and then tie 

 one's hands ones self. 



But the next day was different. 

 Two of us again started early, with 

 heavier loads, but to me it seemed 

 nothing. I had camera, plates, nets, 

 gasoline, and some grub. The sun. 

 dust, roads, stones, and ditches seemed 

 more natural. And material to add to 

 the load was plentiful. This is the 

 heart of the region of agricultural ants, 

 whose hills are a conspicuous part of 

 the scenery. The spoor of animals 



contained numbers of beetles, and still 

 others were found among the grass and 

 under stones. At the Gateway, where 

 yesterday we rested, a gay lizard, Sce/- 

 oporus nndulatus, Daudin, was found 

 darting amongst the roots of a shrub, 

 and after a hard battle was captured. 

 But it soon dawned upon our minds 

 that so many ants should mean ant 

 lions. Nor were we mistaken. A lit- 

 tle search proved them to be numer- 

 ous, but wary and hard to see unless 

 moving. One is obliged to watch 

 where they light, and follow up and 

 make a sweep, half the time at random. 

 But what big gauzy fellows. Our 

 boxes were filled, our pockets bulged, 



