Smirnov sent a large number of separates of his papers and asked 
for free-living copepods from the southern hemisphere. He says he is going 
to write a paper on them. We had only two very small lots from South America. 
We sent them. 
There was a story in last night’s Mews about your trip. So far as 
I know, it is the only story that has been published. In the last folder 
put out on the radio program !,r The World is Yours” there is a story of Bartel’s 
trip. At that time Bartsch hadn’t even got started., Mr, Bryant was furious 
and called True and said, “What do you mean sskx3dcx publishing a story about 
a trip that hasn’t even begun when we’ve got one that’s just as good already 
in the field? 11 True said, “Now, calm down. I wanted to publish on it and 
I was told in the southwest corner that it was a deep secret, I’ve got a 
x&xxxy story written now ready to release whenever I’m alibowed to.” Mr • 
Bryant says he can’t understand the attitude upstairs. 
I wrote to Mrs. Graham about the sagittae, and to Ixsqsx him about 
Kemp’s letter. In neither letter did I make any reference to the Graham’s 
expectations, as you seemed to think best. I laughed the other day \vhen I 
got a letter ^rom Mr, Graham thanking me for both letters and answering for 
Mrs. Graham that with coming events she thought she oughtn’t to take on any 
more sagittae, as she still lias some of ours. Then he launched forth and 
told me of their summer plans. They will be in Palo Alto, where he will be 
ih Dr. Spoehrfe laboratory, and she will go to a Palo Alto hospital. After 
all that, I had to write them again and offer my felicitations. 
Dr. Pish wrote a few days ago asking for the bottles, and Mr. Kelly 
is packing them now. 
Dr. Prefontaine was here again last Thursday. It was quite unex- 
pected, Their botany professor was going to Florida on a collecting trip 
and asked Prefontaine to go along. The latter arranged his classes and 
went. They will be back through here on their way back, in two or three 
weeks, I think. 
There is a little article in the April Reader’s Digest about 
the Virgin Islands, chiefly St. Thomas. I don’t remember the title-something 
about living in paradise for $50 a month. I didn’t think much of it. 
I’m happier about the work in the office now that the proof is off 
my hands. I’m beginning to catch up on other things, and would be ready to 
go to work on pamphlets and carding the late Zool. Record if this last 
avalanche of diary hadn’t arrived! I had. been hoping to get all the work 
caught up and have time to translate some French for Mr. Shoemaker, just to 
keep my h&nd in. This morning I filed away all my Credit Union junk. I had 
been dreading the job and putting it off. In the beginning of the Credit 
Union I couldn’t start a systematic ^ile because I didn’t know how it was 
going to work out, so I just let stuff accumulate. Now I have sorted it 
all out and I think if I were to drop dead, some one else could understand it. 
I’m afraid that I am going to drop out of French class. There is 
so much to do in the next couple of months and so little time to do it in 
that I can’t afford to give up two or three evenings like that. I hate to 
