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intellect which had no superior, and with a charac- 
ter which was even nobler than the intellect; but, 
in all parts of the civilised world, it would seem 
that those whose business it is to feel the pulse of 
nations and to know what interests the masses of 
mankind, were well aware that thousands of their 
readers would think the world the poorer for 
Darwin’s death, and would dwell with eager 
interest upon every incident of his history. In 
France, in Germany, in Austro-Hungary, in Italy, 
in the United States, writers of all shades of 
opinion, for once unanimous, have paid a willing 
tribute to the worth of our great countryman, 
ignored in life by the official representatives of the 
kingdom, but laid in death among his peers in 
Westminster Abbey by the will of the intelligence 
of the nation. 
It is not for us to allude to the sacred sorrows 
of the bereaved home at Down ; but it is no secret 
that, outside that domestic group, there are many 
to whom Mr. Darwin’s death is a wholly irreparable 
loss. And this not merely because of his wonder- 
fully genial, simple, and generous nature; his 
cheerful and animated conversation, and the in- 
finite variety and accuracy of his information ; but 
because the more one knew of him, the more he 
_ seemed the incorporated ideal of a man of science. 
Acute as were his reasoning powers, vast as was 
his knowledge, marvellous as was his tenacious 
- industry, under physical difficulties which would 
