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Title: The American Museum journal
Identifier: americanmuseumjo17amer (find matches)
Year: c1900-(1918) (c190s)
Authors: American Museum of Natural History
Subjects: Natural history
Publisher: New York : American Museum of Natural History
Contributing Library: American Museum of Natural History Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Biodiversity Heritage Library

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LITTLE-KXOWN MAMMALS FROM CHINA 515 My first serow I killed near the vil- lage of Hui-yao while Mr. Heller and I were hunting monkeys in a precipi- tous river gorge. Heller was following along the water's edge, while I skirted the rim of the caiion above. I had just exchanged my shotgun for a Mann- lieher rifle which my boy had been carrying, and we were climbing along the steep slope about twenty feet below the edge, when sud- denly a large animal dashed from cover just in front of us. It disappeared for a second in a little valley, but a few mo- ments afterward I saw it running along the edge of the river gorge seventy-five yards away. I fired instantly, and the serow sank in its tracks, gave a con- vulsive twist, and rolled over the preci- pice. As it fell wo heard a chorus of yells from below, and I had hopes that the animal might have been rescued from the river by the Chinese who were evidently near the water where it had fallen. ISTevertheless, my heart was heavy as we searched along the precipice for a place to descend. We discovered a woodcutter who showed us a trail so steep that I rolled for almost a hundred and fifty feet into a mass of thorns, and narrowly escaped breaking my neck. When we finally reached the water's edge, it was only to find a sheer wall of rock, against which the torrent surged in a mass of white foam, separating us from the place where the serow must have fallen. I tried to wade around the cliff. ))ut in two steps the water was uj) to my armpits; so I pulled off my clothes and swam around the corner. It was onlv a short distance, but the current was so strong that it was a hard fight to gain the rocks above. I finally persuaded the woodcutter to follow me, but my Chinese boy signed that he could not swim and refused to come. We walked gingerly among the sharp rocks for a hundred yards or more, and suddenly
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Civets, found only in Asia and Africa, are fairlj' common in China. A splendid series of these animals was collected. One civet actually walked into camp and began to eat the scraps about the cook box

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