In Search Of The Savage Bijoona
July, 1973
One Afternoon in November of 1972, when I happened to be sojourning in Charlotte, taking the waters of North Carolina, I directed my native driver to take me to the telegraph office. There I dispatched the following wire less to the director-general at the Society's international headquarters in Woodville, Virginia: "Have Sighted Bijoona, Letter Follows."This is within the accepted form. Some members incline toward "Report follows," but there is something ominous in "rep...
