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he did receive gave him much pleasure, because he habitually 

 formed so humble an estimate of the value of all his works, 

 that he was genuinely surprised at the interest which they 

 excited. 



In money and business matters he was remarkably careful 

 and exact. He kept accounts with great care, classifying 

 them, and balancing at the end of the year like a merchant. 

 I remember the quick way in which he would reach out for 

 his account-book to enter each cheque paid, as though he were 

 in a hurry to get it entered before he had forgotten it. His 

 father must have allowed him to believe that he would be 

 poorer than he really was, for somo of the difficulty experi- 

 enced over finding a house in the country must have arisen 

 from the modest sum he felt prepared to give. Yet he knew, 

 of course, that he would bo in easy circumstances, for in his 

 Becollection8 he mentions this as one of the reasons for his 

 not having worked at medicine with so much zeal as he 

 would have done if he had been obliged to gain his living. 



He had a pet economy in paper, but it was rather a hobby 

 than a real economy. All the blank sheets of letters received 

 were kept in a portfolio to be used in making notes ; it was 

 his respect for paper that made him write so much on the 

 backs of his old MS., and in this way, unfortunately, he de- 

 stroyed large parts of the original MS. of his books. His 

 feeling about paper extended to waste paper, and he objected, 

 half in fun, to the habit of throwing a spill into the fire after 

 it had been used for lighting a candle. 



He had a great respect for pure business capacity, and 

 often spoke with admiration of a relative who had doubled 

 his fortune. And of himself would often say in fun that 

 what ho really was proud of was the money he had saved. 

 He also felt satisfaction in the money he made by his books. 

 His anxiety to save came in great measure from his fears 

 that his children would not have health enough to earn their 

 own livings, a foreboding which fairly haunted him for many 

 years. And I have a dim recollection of his saying, " Thank 

 God, you'll have bread and cheese," when I was so young that 

 I was inclined to take it literally. 



When letters were finished, about three in the afternoon, he 

 rested in hie bedroom, lying on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, 

 and listening to a novel or other book not scientific. He 

 only smoked when resting, whereas snuff was a stimulant, 

 and was taken during working hours. He took snuff for 

 many years of his life, having learnt the habit at Edinburgh 

 as a student. He had a nice silver snuff-box given him by 



