as the forenoon waned, all alike hot, tired and discouraged. 
The moon was full to-night and to our great delight 
the sky cleared, a little before eight o’clock. Soon after¬ 
ward we heard in the distance the call of "Po-me-one". 
Cary Chapman and I started at once in the direction of 
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the sound. Crossing the road and a broad belt of cacao 
grove beyond, leaping some of the ditches and tumbling into 
others, wading knee deep through grass and weeds, drenched 
with the heavy dew, breathless we at length came to the 
edge of a. piece of low swampy woods whence, every half 
minute or so issued the strange cry. Before we stopped, 
however, the crea.ture ceased calling and for nes_rly ten 
minutes we stood listening without hearing anything save 
an Owl, which gave a succession of cooker- e- coos and then 
two cat-like yells,very near us, its mate answering. 
Finally Carr whistled an imitation of the cry "Po-me-one". 
Almost instantly an answer came from the woods. Several 
more calls and answers and then a big Goatsucker, which we 
at once recognized ae N yptibius , came sailing directly 
twice 
over us. He circled tn=eiee, uttering a low cry, and 
alighted on the topmost twig of a bois immortel tree within 
twenty ya,rds of where we stood. For an instant he sat 
motionless, then puffing out his throat and stretching up 
his neck he uttered the po-me- one . From the house (200 
yards distant) we had heard only the first note, from the 
