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for the year—a wonderful total under such conditions. 
“The sun is just sinking into the mists,” he concluded : “ it 
really looks quite wintry, in spite of the heat.’ And then 
they went up the line again. 
His devotion to natural history had made him shy and 
reserved, so that social intercourse with any but very 
simple, unassuming, frank people, or those who shared _ his 
interests, was a torment to him, but he found a new life 
when he joined the Army, and made friends with many 
men in the Buffs and afterwards in the Queen’s, to which 
he was transferred after the battle of the Somme. All his 
natural sympathy and affection, which had been reserved 
for the very few, seemed at last to be expended on many ; 
and it was not thrown away. As son, nephew and brother 
he had forged bonds that death cannot break; he had 
devoted himself without measure to the interest of a few 
chosen intimates about Rome; and now he had become 
the faithful comrade of all in need. 
His work seems hardly to have begun ; and he himself, 
glad as he was to get the two articles on Roman ornithology 
completed for British Birds while he was in England this 
year, did not consider that he had nearly completed his 
observations even in that region. But, such as it is, all 
his work is methodical, scientific, accurate, full of insight 
and judgment, and, above all, the true expression of a life 
devoted to the study of Nature. A. Gi A; 
