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will not be able to go as his wife is no better* 

 In addition to what we expected to take he had two 

 live ducks to go to the caretaker at Cinchona. We 

 put a duck in each hamper and started for Newcastle. 

 It is only thirteen miles from Gordon Town to Newcas- 

 tle but with more than 300 hairpin turns in the road 

 it takes a full hour to drive. Yle stopped just beyond 

 the barracks to enjoy the view of Kingston far below 

 and then pushed on through Hardware Gap and Silver Hill 

 Gap to Chestervale. Here the mule was waiting and after 

 some dickering, we transferred the hampers, now con- 

 taining the bedding and food, to the mule and with the 

 ducks under our arms we started on foot for Clydesdale. 

 That is a very easy walk with very little change in 

 altitude. Each time we crossed water the ducks raised 

 a howl so we let them wet their feet and take a drink 

 at each place. Collected along the path as we went, 

 getting a few good things. Stopped at Clydesdale for 

 lunch and for Lewis to go over one of the houses that 

 is to be turned over to the Johns Hopkins bunch next 

 month for a field headquarters. Anchored the ducks 

 in the Clyde River which seemed to please them very 

 much. There was an abundance of yellov/ raspberries, 

 a species native to the Himalayas and which grows well 

 in the Blue mountains at altitudes above 4,000 feet. 

 Left Clydesdale at 2 PM for the last mile and a half 

 to Cinchona. It f s a very hard climb along a mule path 

 bordered with yellow raspberries and a very large 

 species of bracken. I had to lie down at the side of the 

 path several times before we finally reached Cinchona, 

 more than a thousand feet above Clydesdale. Reached 

 there about 3.30 and Lucille had a fine meal ready at 

 4. It certainly tasted good. The caretaker had the 

 fire In the fireplace and in the cookstove going and 

 a good supply of wood handy by. The mule and boy had 

 come and gone, leaving our dunnage in the front vesti- 

 bule. After eating we cut stakes to set up the trap 

 light which we placed in a hollow where it could not 

 be seen from the sea. Then we made beds and settled 

 ourselves for a few days. The fire in the cookstove 

 had gone out by this time and because of the dampness 

 in the wood we had a bad time starting another. Got 

 it going eventually and had dinner at about 9.30. 

 Shortly thereafter we finished clearing away the dishes 

 and went to bed. The cabin is in the midst of what was 

 once the Botanic Garden and the scenery is magnificent. 

 The cabin faces south and from the front door one may 

 see Kingston and Kingston harbor through a gap in the 

 Port Royal mountains, 5,000 feet below. 



