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their knowledge of mathematics and its application to astronomy, 

 they show but little aptitude for the natural sciences, and rarely 

 exhibit any inventive faculty. 



That a learned woman can be a happy wife and good mother 

 such lives as Mary Somerville's and Laura Bassi's show us; that 

 learning alone does not satisfy we learn from Sophie Kowalevsky. 



Perhaps those women who have found the greatest happiness in 

 their studies are those who, like Madame Lavoisier and Caroline 

 Herschel, have been able to assist some loved one to perfect his 

 researches. As a general rule the scientific woman must be strong 

 enough to stand alone, able to bear the often unjust sarcasm and 

 dislike of men who are jealous of seeing what they consider their 

 own field invaded. This masculine attitude has been summarized by 

 De Goncourt, who writes: "There are no women of genius; when 

 they become geniuses they are men." 



THE ROMANCE OF llACE. 



By grant ALLEN. 



LET us begin, like a wise preacher, with a personal anecdote. It 

 happened to me once, many years since, to be taking a class in 

 logic in a West Indian college. The author of our text-book had 

 just learnedly explained to us that personal proper names had no 

 real connotation. "Nevertheless," he went on, "they may some- 

 times enable us to draw certain true inferences. Eor example, if 

 we meet a man of the name of John Smith, we shall at least be 

 justified in concluding that he is a Teuton." Now, as it happened, 

 that class contained a John Smith; and as I read those words aloud, 

 he looked up in my face with the expansive smile of no Teutonic 

 forefathers: for this John Smith was a pure-blooded negro. So 

 much for the pitfalls of ethnological generalization! 



Nevertheless, similar conclusions on a very large scale are often 

 drawn on grounds as palpably insuflicient as those of my logician. 

 Facts of language and facts of race are mixed up with one another in 

 most admired disorder. If people happen to speak an "Aryan" 

 tongue, we dub them Aryans. We take it for granted one maji is 

 a Scot merely because he is called Macpherson or Gillespie; we 

 take it for granted another is an Irishman on no better evidence 

 than because his name is Paddy O'Sulivan. Yet a survey of some 

 such delusive examples will sufiice to show that all is not Celtic 

 that speaks with a brogue, nor all Chinese that wears a pigtail. 



Some familiar instances of outlying linguistic or ethnical islands. 



