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the Appletons, since I have been writing the Life of 
Youmans,! and I have been struck with the fact that 
the question of payment never seemed to be in Tyn- 
dall’s mind. Before he came over here he told You- 
mans that nothing would induce him to carry away 
a cent of American money. His one lecture season 
earned about $13,000 for him, and that he left in the 
hands of trustees as a fund for helping the study of 
the natural sciences in America. 
The next year I went to England and spent most 
of a year in London. Then I saw much of Tyndall, 
as well as of Spencer and Huxley. I dined with them 
once at their famous X Club, of which the six other 
members were Hooker, Busk, Frankland, Lubbock, 
Hirst, and Spottiswoode. As Spencer says, “out of 
this nine [he himself] was the only one who was 
fellow of no society and had presided over nothing.” 
It was a jolly company. They dined together once a 
month, and the ordering of a dinner was usually en- 
trusted to Spencer, who was an expert in gastronomy, 
and as eminent in the synthesis of a menu as in 
any other branch of synthetic philosophy. Tyndall 
abounded in good humour and was then as always one 
of the merriest of the party. We often met, sometimes 
with Clifford and Lewes, at dainty little suppers in 
Spencer’s lodgings, or at Sunday evening teas at Hux- 
ley’s, on which occasions I have known men berated 
as materialists to join in singing psalm-tunes. But 
one of the best places to hobnob with Tyndall was in 
his own lodgings at the top of the Royal Institution, 
on Albemarle Street, the rooms which had once been 
1“ Edward Livingston Youmans,” by John Fiske. D. Appleton & 
Company, 1894. 
