4.1 
When all the animals and food supplies were loaded into a 
big, gasoline-powered lighter, we ourselves took the launch and 
started down the Farmington River* It is a ride of about an 
hour to Marshall, and we watched for monkeys and horribi.il s in 
the big trees along the water’s edge. It is a pretty ride, with 
the tangled jungle along the bank - mangrove, ferns, a water p andanus , 
cotton trees, and masses of vines. 
At Marshall we had to wait until the lighter caught up with 
us, and we sat in Mr. James's breeze swept house by the beach, and 
drank lime juice* When the lighter came, we all got in, and 
started out into the surf and over the bar. One lighter was lost 
here four years ago, and fourteen men drowned, and of course this 
catastrophe Is always discussed if a newcomer is making his first 
trip out. The sea was calm, our boatman found a fairly smooth 
passage out, although we got a couple of hard spanks as we bucked 
into the rolling breakers* 
The West Kebar was a couple of miles out at sea, and it was 
fun to get on board again, and see Captain Bogden and Engineer 
Stone. We had drinks and sandwiches with the Chief, and beseeched 
the Captain to allow Jennier to stay on board with the animals, but 
to no avail* Company regulations prohibit the carrying of 
passengers from Marshall to Monrovia, so as soon as the animals 
were loaded, we all had to get off (getting a good bump as the 
mammy chair hit the lighter), go back up the river, get into cars 
at Hx the waterside, and Jennier had to be driven Into Monrovia to 
get on the West Kebar again. We learned later that he had quite a 
time getting aboard, as it was nearly nine o'clock when they got 
to the beach, and there was no surf boat ready for them. They 
finally roused a native who had a canoe and paddled him out to the 
ship. 
A terrific electric atom broke while we were having dinner 
and two or three times we thought the house was struck. The lishts 
kept going out, and the telephone was put completely out of commission* 
We worried about the animals, which we had left on one of the hatches, 
but learned the next day that there had been no rain in Monrovia, only 
a high wind. 
April 30 - 
Bill and I went over to the rice shed in the morning, and 
found it quite desolate. All that remains there are the antelope, 
the mongoose, and a couple of parrots. However, we had a cage 
full of Gold Coast parrakeets which the Engineer had brought us, 
and while we were there a boy brought in a chameleon, and a Snake 
Man came in with a big rhinoceros viper, so the collection is 
starting once more. 
In the afternoon we went into Monrovia to arrange for our 
Cape Mount trip. We can get Jantzen’s fishing boat for W - 10 
each way, and ordered it to be ready on Thursday morning* 
We called on Mr. Wharton, the American Charge d ’Affaires, 
and found him affable as usual . He commented on our sun tan, and 
