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today. Latterly Mrs. Myvanwy Dick, another artist of 

 rare skill, has volunteered to help with illustrations when 

 we were hard pressed. 



If anything ever happens to Maxwell French I think I'd 

 resign the next day. He does more different odd jobs with 

 less waste of time than anyone I know. He can tell you the 

 cost of an airmail letter to South Africa, how many inches 

 long a parcel can be and still go by post, and he can pack 

 the most delicate specimens so that they will reach their 

 destination safely. 



Unfortunately we cannot afford a full-time Curator of 

 Fishes at the present writing, but William Schroeder of the 

 Woods Hole Oceanographic Institution helps us mightily. 



The Reptile Department doesn't seem itself without 

 Benny Shreve's cheerful countenance. He has helped us 

 for years, meticulously accurate, in determining Neotropi- 

 cal reptiles and amphibians, which are his special pets. 



Elizabeth Bangs Bryant has for years cared for our 

 enormous collection of spiders and has written many papers 

 describing new species of this usually somewhat neglected 

 group. 



We miss Llewellyn Price, an artist with a keen nose for 

 a fossil, and a delightful companion. At present he is on 

 loan to the Geological Survey of Brazil. 



I am perfectly sure that I have left out some of those 

 whom I particularly wanted to salute, but if I have done 

 so it has been unintentional. To me, the Museum is more 

 like a person than a thing, an object of affection that 

 comes directly next to my nearest and dearest. Here we all 

 call one another by our first names. There is no Professor 

 This or Curator That or Director So-and-so. We are Bill 



