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1894 
Ma rch 50 
Cap arc . 
A fine day with strong breeze, the sky filled with 
trade wind clouds as it always is at this season, but no rain, 
I spent most of the early morning and the whole of 
the forenoon taking photographs. Sam accompanied me along 
the Trogon Trace and cut down a number of small trees so 
that I could get the nests of Ostinops on the hill beyond 
the brook. The strong wind was a serious obstacle but there 
are always short intervals of nearly or quite dead calm in 
the windiest weather here. 
These wouds were swarming with hunting ants to-day, 
an immense army of these creatures having invaded them since 
our last visit. They were making thorough work, ascending 
all the trees and sending strong detachments into every 
nook and corner. We had to step carefully to avoid the 
streams, three or four inches across, which poured over the 
ground in every direction. As usual, they had attracted 
numbers of Dendroini s. I saw five of these birds in one 
tree and heard their calls on every side. They kept flying 
down to the ground sometiines hovering just above the streams 
of ants, sometimes alighting for a moment. I repeatedly 
saw them pick up something but,not having my gun,I was 
unable to settle the mooted question as to whether they 
were eating the ants themselves or the insects which the 
ants disturbed. 
