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more than fossil hunters ; and I must say though 

 I have collected fossils nearly every year since 

 1867, and as my readers who have read my story 

 know, have often suffered in the field, it all sinks 

 into insignificance compared with the work of 

 preparing the material for public exhibition. 

 Take the skull I am describing from 9 in the 

 morning, with an hour's intermission at noon, 

 until 5 P. M. I must have perfect control of my- 

 self, I must not make a mistake, or I may ruin 

 the entire skull. That not only represents a great 

 deal of expense, but is largely the result of a 

 lifetime spent in a business to which I was born ; 

 without that experience and that of my sons, 

 through most of their lives, in all likelihood, we 

 could never have discovered or collected it. Then 

 we do not work for today alone. As long as the 

 Victoria Memorial Museum stands, this and the 

 other Eed Deer Dinosaurs we collected, and pre- 

 pared, will be admired. It is because men will 

 forget the worker in their admiration for these 

 strange relics of a day some three million years 

 ago, that I am going so exhaustively into detail, 

 the life of a fossil hunter in field and shop, so 

 that the observing public, when they go through 

 one of our great museums may feel they are on 

 holy ground. The creatures of the misty past 

 are before them; God's creatures, for if he cares 

 for the raven, for the fall of a sparrow, he must 

 have cared for the creatures of his hand, that ex- 

 isted so many ages before man appeared — these 



