448 THE LIFE OF PASTEUR 



and foreign delegates from Scientific Societies, the members 

 of the Institute, and the Professors of Faculties. In the 

 amphitheatre were the deputations from the E coles Normale, 

 Polytechnique, Centrale, of Pharmacy, Veterinaires, and of 

 Agriculture — deep masses of students. People pointed out 

 to each other Pasteur's pupils, Messrs. Duclaux, Roux, 

 Chamberland, Metchnikoff, in their places; M. Perdrix, a 

 former Normalien, now an Agrege-preparateur; M. Edouard 

 Calmette, a former student of the Ecole Centrale, who had 

 taken part in the studies on beer; and M. Denys Cochin, who, 

 thirteen years before, had studied alcoholic fermentation in 

 the laboratory of the Rue d'Ulm. The first gallery was full 

 of those who had subscribed towards the presentation about 

 to be made to Pasteur. In the second gallery, boys from 

 lycees crowned the immense assembly with a youthful garland. 



At half past 10 o'clock, whilst the band of the Republican 

 Guard pla^^ed a triumphal march, Pasteur entered, leaning 

 on the arm of the President of the Republic. Carnot led him 

 to a little table, whereon the addresses from the various dele- 

 gates were to be laid. The Presidents of the Senate and of 

 the Chamber, the Ministers and Ambassadors, took their seats 

 on the platform. Behind the President of the Republic stood, 

 in their uniform, the ofiScial delegates of the five Academies 

 which form the Institut de France. The Academy of Medi- 

 cine and the great Scientific Societies were represented by their- 

 presidents and life-secretaries. 



M. Charles Dupuy, 3Iinister of Public Instruction, rose to 

 speak, and said, after retracing Pasteur's great works — 



*'Who can now say how much human life owes to you and 

 how much more it will owe to you in the future ! The day wil^ 

 come when another Lucretius will sing, in a new poem on 

 Nature, the immortal Master whose genius engendered such 

 benefits. 



"He will not describe him as a solitary, unfeeling man, like 

 the hero of the Latin poet; but he will show him mingling 

 with the life of his time, with the joys and trials of his country, 

 dividing his life between the stern enjoyment of scientific 

 research and the sweet communion of family intercourse; 

 going from the laboratory to his hearth, finding in his dear 

 ones, particularly in the helpmeet who has understood him 

 so well and loved him all the better for it, that comforting 

 encouragement of every hour and each moment, without which 



