By Frovp Taxoter Sori, (Of the China Society of Science and Arte Pukien Ezpedition).
At Yenping I was to experience the greatest disappointment of the trip for, on the day that we return ed from the gorge I was flattened out by some mysterious form of malarial fever, and for days ar. days, lay on my back, pondering over the things that I ought to be doing, while I was entirely powerless to do anything at all but just lie still and ponder the more, Fortunately, the time, I had secured the services of a fairly efficient local "hunter" on. Iwas never able satisfactorily to get at the bottom of this philosophy, though, perhaps, these superstitious folk'hold that it is all summed up in the adage "speak of the devil and he is sure to appear."
We had a wild and exciting tim negotiating these same "safety rapids and very nearly witnessed tragedy when one of the boats, manned by a small boy, broke loose from the others and started to hurtle down stream towards the fatal rocks who set traps each night, Andjbelow, but, by some each day he would bring in three or|the snappiest work have four captured rats, which the taxi-lever seen, some of the other dermist would prepare, and the two! fof them would tip-toe into the sick' room, during the evening hours, to! Jay their treasures before me for! appraisal, So we were at least doing something: and also the hunter: and the taxidermist returned the bats cave in the gorge and Drought back some 50 more bat. specimens, among which. we found five new ' species not previously taken, We were able to get some Pictures of the living captured bats, but we never had another opportu: nity of photographing them in tha natural surroundings of their cave aunt, and on April 14, although I, was still very weak, and suffering from periodic returns of the fever, we resumed our journey up the north river in two of the double] ended river boats.
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