but could not because he was so little. While he was pondering some 

 way to destroy the giant, he heard a voice from heaven saying, 'Slay!' 

 and again 'Slay!'; and a third time 'Slay!' Gentlemen! I still live." 



This tale sufficiently illustrates the state of feeling between the two 

 men, though each of them, in my hearing at least, always referred in 

 courteous terms to the other. Owen was already an old man, when I was 

 in London, and stood in a very isolated and pathetic position. His 

 friends and partisans were nearly all dead, the younger generation 

 had turned away from him and, among the men whom I met in Lon- 

 don, there was not one who was on Owen's side of the controversy. 

 Notwithstanding all this, Owen was unquestionably a great man and, 

 as my letters show, he made a profound impression upon me, for I had 

 long been familiar with his work. 



When the course was concluded, I asked Professor Huxley whether I 

 should take the examination and he immediately repHed : "No, don't do 

 anything of the sort. Examinations are a necessary evil and they're not 

 meant for men like you, serious students who know what they want." 

 I was, therefore, free to devote my time to embryology, a subject of 

 which I knew nothing, but which I was most anxious to learn. In those 

 days, embryology completely dominated biology and was the stern 

 arbiter of all morphological theories. For the next two months, there- 

 fore, I continued to work in the South Kensington laboratory with 

 Parker and his brother, W. Newton Parker, who had been teaching in 

 the University College at Aberystwyth in Wales. Then, as always, at 

 Huxley's advice, I went to Cambridge, to continue my embryological 

 studies with Francis Balfour, who was then the foremost embryologist 

 in Europe. 



Mr. Osborn, Sr., once said to me of my life in London : "You denied 

 yourself everything," for he knew all about my expenditures. This con- 

 ception surprised me, for I had not thought of my economies in that 

 light. A year, at least, in Germany was essential to my plan and my 

 Mother was to join me there. I had therefore, to save as much as pos- 

 sible to help finance the German residence. I still have the account 

 books in which every item of expenditure during my stay abroad was 

 entered every night before going to bed. After a couple of months in 

 my first lodgings, I discovered that Charles Street was in an expensive 

 region and, by moving to Beaufort Street, Chelsea, I got more com- 

 fortable quarters for much less money. After that, I paid twelve shill- 

 ings a week for my lodging and, for an additional weekly charge of 

 three shillings and six pence, my landlady gave me the bread, butter, 



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