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the Bird Room door. The Entomological Department has 

 lost Philip Darhngton to the Army, but it has gained 

 Vladimir Nabokov, a poet as well as a scientist. We need 

 Philip back badly, another reason for wishing that the 

 war may end soon. 



I must pay tribute without stint to the wide learning of 

 two colleagues who are as good botanists as they are 

 zoologists — Ludlow Griscom and Joseph Bequaert — orna- 

 ments to any faculty. The Mollusk Department misses John 

 Higginson Huntington, my nephew, who is driving an 

 ambulance in North Africa, and Tucker Abbott, who came 

 in only yesterday for a last farewell, his newly won wings 

 proudly displayed. Richard Winslow Foster, a real anchor 

 to windward, a good scientist and a generous benefactor 

 of the Museum as well, is still with us, his asthma having 

 kept him out of the Army. It is a horrid thing to say, but 

 I am glad, because after all we have got to take care of the 

 material which has been entrusted to our charge and assume 

 that this war is not going to last forever. Henry Drummond 

 Russell, formerly associated with the mollusks here, now 

 helps me with the New England Museum of Natural His- 

 tory in Boston. 



The Department sadly misses Harold J. Coolidge, who 

 long ago joined the Office of Strategic Services. 



Russell Olsen has acquired great technical skill not only 

 in taking fossils from the matrix, but in restoring them as 

 well. He serves the Museum with unselfish devotion and 

 has a good eye for the way exhibits ought to look. 



Ever since my junior year in college Mr. Eugene N. 

 Fischer has been making lovely drawings to illustrate the 

 Museum publications and he is doing the very same thing 



