Hugo went on up the mountain to get some special plants for David. We also went to the mud spring, composed of steaming hot mud and water. One plant, the lipa (Dendrocnide meyeniana), was highly poisonous to touch. I tried it and got no effect until the third time when I got a prickling sensation at the spot which did not last long. David had been poisoned with it badly for days. He thought I must be immune. We returned in time for lunch at the Currans.
Hugo returned after lunch with two plants which I photographed. I have made about 45 exposures since coming here, about half in color.
Rested later. Had more exercise today then at any time.
A letter to Mrs. Fairchild from Mrs. Archbold said she would come on the plane on the 27 and the junk would be ready to leave within a week. Three young men are coming as far as Manila on the junk. She said she wished that Fenton Kilkenney would leave them also but that that was impossible. He has evidently not made a hit. She spoke of Hubrecht as “the playboy type.”
David became worried about photographs and wanted the National Geographic to get color shots and black and white prints immediately. Did not seem to be any way to manage it as I did not wish to send them negatives. It will of course be six months before we get enlargements. He has taken no photographs this trip and left it all to me.
The Currans dog snapped at me after dinner when I patted him, an unfriendly beast as a good many of the dogs here seem to be. Think they are badly treated probably.