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for bait. This trap was set at a reg- 

 ular cat crossing and later was the 

 scene of several cat disasters, among 

 them one record being broken for 

 Weight and dimensions. But what 

 happened before this family of cats 

 got whipped out with trap, dog and 

 gun is quite a story. 



For a mile along this stream there 

 were numerous signs of bear but they 

 slashings. I flushed Grouse occasional- 

 ly and got several shots, getting two 

 Grouse to add to my string. At one 

 trap I got one very large and fine 

 were no doubt snoozing in the near by 

 raccoon. Would like to have weighed 

 and measured him but he was too 

 heavy to pack all the way back home 

 with the rest of my game so I had to 

 peel him. I got another raccoon also, 

 a medium sized, but nicely furred one. 

 At a trap set in a runway that looked 

 as if it was used by mink I got an old 

 big mink that probably wouldn't have 

 gone near if the trap had been baited. 



On the way in through bushy broken 

 timber I saw quite a few flocks of 

 Juncos and Jays and Chickadees and 

 one Sharp-shinned Hawk. At the very 

 last trap where I had seen plenty of 

 signs of raccoon I found one drowned 

 and waiting for me. When I got home 

 I had some nice furs, also a good 

 string of game for the folks to eat. 

 I had very good success right along 

 during this vacation but this day was 

 by far the most pleasant day to be in 

 the woods, besides being a very suc- 

 cessful one. 



R. B. Simpson. 



Charles J. Pennock Found. 

 In the June 13th Oologist, Vol XXX, 

 page 92, we published an account of 

 the sudden disappearance of Charles J. 

 Pennock of Kennett Square, N. J. 

 Mr. Pennock was at one time the Bur- 

 gess of his town and at the time of 

 his disappearance was Justice of the 



Peace, tax collector, representative of 

 several insurance companies and a 

 recognized man of flnancial standing. 

 He was a director in the Academy of 

 Natural Science of Philadelphia, and 

 a member of the Deleware Valley Or- 

 nithological Club. He and his wife 

 went from their home one day over 

 six years ago to Philadelphia, she to 

 shop and he to attend a meeting of 

 the Deleware Valley Club. After the 

 club he complained of not feeling well, 

 and about half past ten in the evening 

 went to the R. R. station ostensively 

 to take the train for home. 



That was the last seen or heard of 

 him for more than six years. Foul 

 play was feared and other theories 

 advanced. A nation wide search was 

 instituted by his relatives and friends 

 which was both thorough and persist- 

 ent, being backed by ample funds, but 

 all to no purpose. He simply had 

 faded from the face of the earth, ap- 

 parently so far as any one knew, leav- 

 ing no track or trace. 



Imagine the pleasurable surprise 

 with which his multitude of friends 

 read the announcement of his discov- 

 ery in Associated Press dispatches of 

 Jan. 1st, as follows: 



"Leadership." 



Our brother, Leon Dawson, director 

 of the Museum of Comparative Oology 

 of Santa Barbara, California, advises 

 us in a Circular Letter that: 



"The publication last spring of our 

 little 'Journal' brought us a host of 

 desirable friends. The plan of co- 

 operation is cordially approved at 

 home and abroad, indeed the cordial- 

 ity of the reponse has forced upon us 

 a responsibility of leadership in this 

 special fleld of oology which as we do 

 not disregard." 



We hardly know whether to con- 

 gratulate or console Brother Dawson 

 upon his assumption of this self im- 

 posed responsibility. 



