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at certain seasons. I remember Mr. White making a find 
of a very rare eucalyptus in the Nursery Road locality. 
Two ejkhorns act as reminders of the beautiful coun- 
try round Numinbah — the spectacular Egg Rock Natural 
Bridge — and all the interesting events of an Easter spent 
in that locality. 
It is not a plant, but a huge snail shell which takes 
me back to an outing to Mt. Nebo. This snail was brought 
back from there alive — and to all appearances immediately 
started a hunger strike. 
He was put in a shady place in the garden, under a 
sieve, to be observed, and to find out wliat he did fancy 
in the way of food. Although he lived for months, opinion 
is still divided on the subject, but we are nearly sure that 
ants, varied by little decayed vegetable matter, constituted 
his diet. 
A small cabbage-tree palm, found in the scrub at 
Caloundra, makes me think of an Easter trip to Caloundra 
(via the Bribie Passage) which the Club had some years 
ago. 
Reaching Bongaree, on Bribie Island, on the Ihuis- 
day night, we (that is, the men of the party) slept, or 
tried to do so, on board the launch which was to take us 
up the Passage on the morrow. As the launch was anchor- 
ed and the sea was rather choppy, it really was a most 
uncomfortable night — and we envied the rest of the party, 
safely under canvas on dry land. 
However, we were more than compensated by the 
trip up the Passage in the morning. 
I have never seen so many black swans altogether, 
before or since. Literally hundreds clustered on the sand- 
banks and swam in the shallows. 
Many other birds were sighted on this trip, and I 
think it was on this trip to Caloundra that a very raie 
ground parrot was seen. 
A king orchid (rescued from a watery grave in the 
Upper Albert River, and now doing well) recalls an 
Easter Camp of three years ago, which was repeated last 
year. . 
One of the most scenic camps we had had, I think, and 
possibly one of the most interesting to all sections of the 
Club. 
Camped, through the courtesy of Mr. Stevens, on 
his property, we were in the midst of scenery, the grandeur 
of which would be hard to beat. With the Lost World 
