the-^m^mA-^-'ment on Into the po lit anal: low mrslrr^^^Btretchinp « 
'&t'mr43:±8t^-Mis^^ inaffe*^memb^^--'wht0fe' he •saya--o^'f*^-4it#^^^ lie squi toes , 
biting flies, midges like millions of red hot needles* From PcrtD Esperaimza 
on Rio Paragua3f I used the railroad as a causeway, going down into the 
marsh when I saw something I wanted, waist deep in water in places. The 
continual torment of insects drove me frantic^ so to steady my nerves I 
took to singing at the top of my voice— it was less demoralising than 
screaming and I had to have an outlet. As I c;^mhered/up the railway 
^ban^ent J^ijth botjti. 4ands above. my^ >ea^ jfulJL oj* tall grasses/and aiiiging 
wpie strife'isf o^er; the battle ioi^-air^jQriB saw me might well think 
t-^ was ie^^azy. L^^^^" 
I I went by stesmer to Oorumba, another very old city, and crossed the 
f border into Bolivia, having about two hours collecting there* 'The Lolivian 
mosquitoes welcomed me joyously. 
I mads another trip across Matto Grosso farther to the north starting, 
with a patched up car and its driver frcm Uberabinha on the railroad in 
western Mines. .This trip was full of adventures — too full to tell ^.lout, 
but I returned with a fine harvest of grasses, these trips acrqss 
l|Ie,tto Grqsso I it und quite number of grasses not '^b^^ore" 'k^own from - 
Brazil, and some new to science • \ 
