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to acourie. The whitened bones of an ocelot lay in perfect 

 arrangement at the edge of the clearing fifty yards from the 

 bungalow, picked clean by ants but for some unaccountable 

 reason untouched by Vultures. The animal had been shot 

 at night, chicken stealing. 



At daybreak the red howlers came to the edge of the 

 clearing and awakened us from our slumbers by their wonder- 

 fully weird chant. 



Jaguars were not seen or heard, except one reported by 

 the mail carrier who runs between Aremu and Perseverance 

 Landing. Some years ago an Indian near here found a litter 

 of jaguar cubs containing two normally colored and one 

 black individual. The latter was purchased by a colonist 

 and sent to the London Zoo. 



A dull-colored, harmless snake, four feet long, with two rows 

 of keeled scales along the back, was the only serpent we found 

 in or near the clearing. Lizards were everywhere and one 

 very large iguana inhabited a bit of wood-road, but evaded all 

 our efforts to add him to our mess pot. 



The Amphibians alone in this region would well repay 

 months of study. Our brief visit gave us only a glimpse of 

 them. The commonest frog in the jungle near the clearing 

 was a medium sized, dark-bodied one (Dendr abates tr'rcittatus) 

 with green legs and two pale green bands, one running around 

 the front edge of the head, back over the eyes and down the 

 sides of the body; the second line being beneath the first. 

 The under parts were covered with blue lines and mottlings. 

 The first half dozen seen were normal in appearance, but 

 then one was encountered which instantly drew my attention. 

 A closer look showed that the back of the animal was covered 

 with a solid mass of living tadpoles, each over half an inch 

 in length. When I urged him into a jar, two tadpoles were 

 scraped off and wriggled vigorously. When put into water 

 they sank to the bottom and made no attempt to swim, 



