By Catherine Babikian
Take a
look around Mammal or Hageboeck Hall of Birds and you’ll find a cornucopia of
fascinating animals, from little sparrows and finches to impressive walruses
and bison. Although these halls are home
to plenty of animals, even more reside in museum storage. The Museum of Natural History has far more animals
in its possession than it has room for display – the attic of Macbride Hall is
teeming with beautiful animals from all over the world.
Many of
these animals were collected by William Temple Hornaday and given to the museum
after his death. A zoologist and
graduate of Iowa State University, Hornaday traveled far and wide to collect
animals – the deserts and beaches of Australia and the jungles of New Zealand
and Malaysia among them. His birds are
splashed with bright blues, deep crimson reds, and hints of green and purple, a
real change from the grays and whites of Iowa birds. Hornaday might not have thought of it this
way, but he was collecting colors and patterns as much as he was collecting
birds.
In 1886,
at the height of westward expansion, Hornaday began to collect buffalo from
Montana: he expected that buffalo would be extinct by 1900, and wanted to
collect specimens for future generations.
The impending extinction of the buffalo pained him, and he became an
ardent conservationist. He was friends
with Teddy Roosevelt – Roosevelt once gave Hornaday a jaguar skull he’d shot,
which the museum has in its collections – and together they formed the American
Bison Society.
For
Hornaday, museums weren’t just places to deposit old things; they were places
for the future to learn about the past, even if the past was long gone. Although buffalo are not extinct today,
Hornaday collected them so that we would still know our past – the Museum of
Natural History does the same thing. Although not every animal in the museum’s
collections is on display, it still reminds us of another place, or another
time.
My
favorite birds are a set of hummingbirds collected by Hornaday – we don’t know
where they’re from, but they sure are beautiful! Sometimes you don’t have to be
a walrus or a bison – or even a giant sloth named Rusty – to be
breathtaking. Sometimes the smallest
things are worth the most notice.
Hornaday surely knew it.
-Written by MNH Volunteer Catherine Babikian
-Written by MNH Volunteer Catherine Babikian
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