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80 2 The Budding Scientist<br />

were unanimous that cats had exterminated the bird, Hamlin insisted that we stay<br />

weeks <strong>and</strong> weeks longer, a complete waste of time. At the same time he greatly<br />

admired me for my knowledge of birds, <strong>and</strong> when the time came for me to return<br />

to Germany he did everything he could to persuade me to stay; if I were to leave,<br />

he would also, he said (but this was about 8 months later).<br />

The incompetent running of the expedition was not the only shock to me. The<br />

boat was the other. The ‘France’ was not a luxury expedition ship, but a converted<br />

copra carrier. Her greatest virtue was her sea worthiness. After I had left, she stood<br />

a taifun (cyclone) in Micronesia, which blew her a thous<strong>and</strong> miles out of her way.<br />

But she did not sink. Comfort she had none. There was not even a working flush<br />

toilet on board. Unless prevented by weather we had to sit on the railing to do our<br />

daily business. Whenever it was sunny, it became insufferably hot below deck <strong>and</strong><br />

we had to sleep on top. But this being the tropics there was a downpour virtually<br />

every night <strong>and</strong> we got soaked. There was an awning, but it was old <strong>and</strong> leaked so<br />

that it was not of much help.<br />

The ship was heaven for cockroaches, they bred in the bilge but at night crawled<br />

<strong>and</strong> flew all over the cabin <strong>and</strong> in large numbers. I don’t know how often in my<br />

sleep I hit my face by reflex, when a cockroach crawled over it, while I slept, <strong>and</strong><br />

squashed it on my face; not a pleasant experience.<br />

Food was terrible. Usually rice <strong>and</strong> some canned goods, like canned Alaskan<br />

salmon (at that time the cheapest canned good) or corned beef. Hardly ever, except<br />

when we were on l<strong>and</strong>, fresh fruit or vegetables; no dessert.<br />

What I did enjoy was that I had to work like a sailor, hoisting the sail, heaving<br />

up the anchor, etc. There was, of course, no machinery for such tasks. I also had to<br />

take my regular turns at the wheel.<br />

Ultimately, it was my participation on the WSSE that permitted me to place my<br />

foot, so to speak, in the door to America. But I was a rather disappointed young<br />

man in the first months after joining the ‘France.’ The situation was aggravated by<br />

a jaw operation <strong>and</strong> dengue fever.<br />

The trip to the highest peak of Choiseul <strong>and</strong> later work on San Cristobal <strong>and</strong><br />

Malaita eventually made me forget my disappointments. Lack of any news from<br />

home, of course, had made matters worse.”<br />

When collecting in the Buin region with Hamlin in mid-July for a week, Mayr<br />

suffered from dengue fever <strong>and</strong> in Kieta, on 28 July, a wisdom tooth was removed<br />

which had bothered him for several weeks. In order to get at it, the dentist extracted<br />

also the healthy neighboring tooth. In the process he broke off a piece of the upper<br />

jaw bone too, very painful. Mayr was unable to speak or eat for a while with his<br />

mouth half closed by the swelling <strong>and</strong> he felt most miserable.<br />

During July <strong>and</strong> August 1929 H. Hamlin <strong>and</strong> E. Mayr were the only expedition<br />

members but they were joined in Kieta on 30 August by W. Coultas <strong>and</strong> W. Eyerdam<br />

who had arrived from the States (Fig. 2.14). William F. Coultas was about the<br />

age of Ernst Mayr <strong>and</strong> a professional collector. He had a bachelor degree from<br />

Iowa State University <strong>and</strong> retired later to a small farm in the Midwest which<br />

he had bought from his savings. Tragically, it later burned down together with<br />

his ethnographical collections <strong>and</strong> diaries. Walter Eyerdam (1892–1974) was also

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