to the writing room.

"Take out your pencils now," said the explorer, "and get busy. I know
just about what I want to take and a list ready-made will save a lot of
time in the shops. Ready?"

The two boys were not only ready but anxious. The lists that they wrote
out were identical. Here is that of their personal effects and clothes
as Burt made it out.

Four suits underwear, Indian gauze.

Two ditto, woolen.

Two heavy gabardine shooting suits.

Two flannel shirts, khaki cartridge pockets.

Two pair high boots. One pair of soft leather.

Extra thick leggings, two pairs.

Camelshair poncho blanket, convertible.

Kid-lined gloves, two pairs.

Sleeping bag, waterproof.

Wool socks and pajamas.

Two khaki helmets.

Mosquito net for head and body.

Cholera belt, flannel.

Zeiss field glasses.

Large colored silk handkerchiefs, six.

Compass. Toilet articles.

"There," exclaimed Mr. Wallace as he ran over Burt's list, "that looks
pretty good to me. You won't need the wool underwear unless you get
prickly heat. The leggings are the most important. If you get scratched
up by spear-grass and thorns and then step into some swamp-pool it's all
off. You'd get craw-craw sure."

"What's that?" asked Critch. "Sounds like crow!"

"It's a skin disease," replied Mr. Wallace. "Something frightful, too.
The poncho will serve for blanket and raincoat, but this is the dry
season. Must have the mosquito net, though. When we get up the Aruwimi
we'll find little bees about as big as gnats but a whole lot worse, and
it'll need thick nets to keep 'em out. New for the armament."

Burt's "armory" consisted of the following weapons:

Double-barreled Holland .450 cordite rifle, for close quarters.

Winchester .405 rifle for general use.

Twenty-gauge Parker shotgun.

Eight-inch skinning knife.

"Ain't we going to take revolvers?" asked Burt disappointedly as his
uncle finished.

"No," replied the latter. "They're of no use whatever. I'll take mine
from force of habit but you chaps will never need one. Oh, the
ammunition! Put down a hundred solid and a hundred soft-nosed cartridges
for the Hollands; for the Winchesters two hundred of each, and six boxes
of shells. That'll be enough to last us double the time."

"How 'bout a camera?" asked Critch anxiously. "Will we be able to tote
one along?"

"Surest thing you know!" replied Mr. W