ii4 THROUGH THE FIELDS WITH LINNAEUS 



CHAPTER V. 



DEAN CELSIUS COMES. 



Thou seek'st in globe and galaxy, 

 He hides in pure transparency. 

 Thou ask'st in fountains and in fires, 

 He is the essence that inquires. 

 He is the axis of the star ; 

 * He is the sparkle of the spar ; 

 He is the heart of every creature ; 

 He is the meaning of each feature ; 

 And his mind is the sky 

 Than all it holds more deep, more high. 



Woodnotcs, EMERSON. 



LlNN^EUS was about to quit Upsala, when, standing one 

 morning in the garden he loved so well, before a newly- 

 opened flower one he had never seen bloom before^- 

 * I will cut it/ said he ' a last specimen for my herbal, 

 a " minne " of happy days gone by and then depart/ 



Carl stood not in the garden alone : a voice answered 

 from behind, ' You will do no such thing ; leave the 

 flower.' It was the professor of Divinity at Upsala, 

 in gown and ruff; it was Dean Celsius himself, but 

 Linnaeus did not know him. 



Old Stoever gives another version of the tale. I 

 prune it of some of his exuberant syllables. ' One day 



