250 Life of a Fossil Hunter 



to Lawrence for another, and it was not until the 

 sixteenth that I got my wagon from the shop. I 

 then drove out to my old camp on Grey Creek in 

 Mr. Craddock's pasture. Here, too, was the center 

 of a field from which I had reaped a rich harvest for 

 Professor Cope. 



On the seventeenth, my notebook states that I was 

 in the field all day and found fragments of skeletons 

 and skulls, all broken to pieces and mixed up to- 

 gether. I could not find the horizon from which 

 these specimens came. They were all piled together 

 with concretions in a long, narrow wash, while 

 above there was a level denuded tract covered with 

 concretions. The only way in which I can account 

 for the mixture of fragmentary specimens is that a 

 bone bed lay above the level stretch, and in the dis- 

 integration of the deposit, the fragments were car- 

 ried by floods into the narrow gulch, until not a sign 

 of the original bed was left to mark its site. 



I had sent a large collection from this same lo- 

 cality to Professor Cope, and he had been much in- 

 terested, but had also been extremely tantalized by the 

 fact that there were great numbers of fragmentary 

 skulls, and that although the fragments looked 

 freshly broken, none of the pieces could be united to 

 form a perfect skull. I now found the same trouble 

 again. Possibly some of the missing fragments of 

 the skulls in Cope's collection, now in the American 



