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Tom and I did pictures of crabs until noon, and then vent in for the 
film — and sent off our first shipuient. 
July gnd « Fine day. Made minor corrections in the caji^ra boxes — small 
leak around the motor mount on the big housing, sticking shutter release 
on the still box. Spent the day trying to learn hov houseless hermits 
behave. They do not all act alike, of cowse. Our old Grand Dad behaved 
true to form, being completely uncooperative. We got him out of his shell 
by inserting a wire (piece of coat hanger) to tickle his tail end. He 
couldn't stand it. The only shell his size ve could fird had a conch in 
it. Wondered if he could subdue a conch — It was a big one. He couldn't. 
He tried several approaches, soEKtlmes tackling it at one end, sometimes 
at tlxj other, sometimes lifting up one edge to peek under. Every tiiae he 
raised the shell the conch would lash out at him with its opercultjm. 
Aware of his bare condition the crab appeared not to relish being a target. 
Before long he gave up the whole business, backed over to a coral ledge, 
and buried his tail under it. He would have ik) thing more to do with the 
conch. 
We have several crabs in the big pen. We tried to convince one of 
them tliat it should try to take the shell away from another om (we had 
disposeesaed the first one). Ho sale. Tried several tisos with several 
crabs. The mked crab singly wandered around. Sometines would make a 
pass at one with a house, but his heart appeared not to be in it. 
Later we took the shells away from two crabs of equal size and replaced 
one shell where they both could see it. Ho battle. The first one to 
