CHAPTEE III. 



Discovery of a large Coulacanara snake. A Bush-master. Stag swallowed 

 by a Boa. Negroes and the snake. Arrangements for the attack. 

 The snake struck. Carrying off the enemy. A snake in a bag. An 

 unquiet night. Dissection of the snake. Daddy Quashi and his dread 

 of snakes. Capture of a Coulacanara. Vultures and their food. 

 Habits of Vultures. The Aura vulture. Black vultures. Severe 

 blisters. An inquisitive Jaguar. Fish .shooting. Goatsuckers and 

 Campanero. 



LET us now return to natural history. There was a 

 person making shingles, with twenty or thirty negroes, 

 not far from Mibiri-hill. I had offered a reward to any of 

 them who would find a good-sized snake in the forest, and 

 come and let me know where it was. Often had these 

 negroes looked for a large snake, and as' often been dis- 

 appointed. 



One Sunday morning I met one of them in the forest, 

 and asked him which way he was going : he said he was 

 going towards Warratilla creek to hunt an armadillo : and 

 he had his little dog with him. On coming back, about 

 noon, the dog began to bark at the root of a large tree, 

 which had been upset by the whirlwind, and was lying 

 there in a gradual state of decay. The negro said, he 

 thought his dog was barking at an acouri, which had pro- 

 bably taken refuge under the tree, and he went up with an 

 intention to kill it : he there saw a snake, and hastened 

 back to inform me of it. 



