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450 feet long, 150 feet wide and perhaps 70 feet to 

 the highest point of the roof. It -was open at both 

 ends and there were at least three small holes in the 

 roof. A large mass had fallen from the roof recently, 

 probably in the 1906 earthquake. I felt too tired to 

 wriggle my way into the tiny bat caves that open out 

 of the large cave so I sat on a stalagmite and waited 

 for Bernard to get his work done. While sitting there 

 I looked back over my shoulder and there about 20 feet 

 behind me was a something. It was perhaps 18 inches 

 high, somewhat dome-shaped, with two large, shining 

 eyes. Behind it was another and still behind, a third. 

 I hesitated, then picking up my cutlass, I walked toward 

 the first one, expecting it to run or fly. I thought 

 of the large nighthawk-like bird that lives on the is- 

 land. It didn f t move and when I reached it, it was only 

 a piece of honeycomb rock with water-filled cavities for 

 eyes. I afterward described it to a black and asked him 

 if he thought it could have been a "duppy". He felt 

 sure that it was and that it had merely changed itself 

 to stone when I moved toward it. So I have seen a "duppy" 

 It was lunch time when Bernard was through with the bat 

 caves and we chose to eat in the mouth of the cave. 

 I collected several species of ants while we were eat- 

 ing, some were forageing away from their colonies, and 

 some from a colony in a dead log. These last were very 

 large, very red and very pugnacious. Bernard had anoth- 

 er cave to enter and I started back to find the path and 

 my net and bottles that I had cached before going into 

 the big cave. Instead of finding the net, I found a 

 dead tree with colonies of both Cryptotermes and Kalo- 

 termes. By the time those were collected, Bernard had 

 come and he found the cache easily and we went down. 

 We got out eight fence posts to be used in the Institute 

 garden, thereby saving the Institute Six shillings. Then 

 we drove on to a fishing camp to get a supply of manatee 

 grass to feed to the manatee at the Zoo. While talking 

 to the fishermen, a scorpion in Bernard 1 s pant leg stung 

 him four times. We pickled the scorpion, a medium sized 

 one and almost certainly the mate of the one that we 

 had taken earlier in the day. We waited with some anx- 

 iety to find out what the effect of the sting would be. 

 Fortunately, this species is not very toxic and in an 

 hour most of the pain and swelling had subsided. We got 

 the grass and drove back, reaching Kingston at about 8. 

 I took a much needed bath and had dinner. We sat on the 

 porch for awhile and talked before going to bed. Tomor- 

 row is Sunday and I planned to rest for the day f s trip 

 had pulled me down a bit. 



