666 LOUIS AGASSIZ. 



alas ! I did not find cool air enough for my- 

 self, much less to send across the sea. Switz- 

 erland was as hot as Cambridge, and all life 

 was taken out of me ; and the letter remained 

 in the inkstand. I draw it forth as follows. 



One of the things I most wished to say, and 

 which I say first, is the delight with which 

 I found your memory so beloved in Eng- 

 land. At Cambridge, Professor Sedgwick 

 said, " Give my love to Agassiz. Give him 

 the blessing of an old man." In London, Sir 

 Roderick Murchison said, " I have known a 

 great many men that I liked ; but I love Ag- 

 assiz." In the Isle of Wight, Darwin said, 

 " What a set of men you have in Cambridge ! 

 Both our universities put together cannot fur- 

 nish the like. Why, there is Agassiz, he 

 counts for three." 



One of my pleasantest days in Switzerland 

 was that passed at Yverdon. In the morning 

 I drove out to see the Gasparins. In their 

 abundant hospitality they insisted upon my 

 staying to dinner, and proposed a drive up the 

 valley of the Orbe. I could not resist; so 

 up the lovely valley we drove, and passed the 

 old chateau of the Reine Berthe, one of my 

 favorite heroines, but, what was far more to 

 me, passed the little town of Orbe. There it 



