CELLS AND ORGANISATIONS in 



atoms impress us ; combinations are an admiration ; but 

 protoplasmic cells bear the palm. Mansions of gold, 

 adorned with rubies and diamonds and all precious stones, 

 would be a sight to see. Aggregations of gold molecules 

 are a splendour, ruby and diamond crystals are altogether 

 lovely, but they are so to the eye of sense. Cells of 

 which the mansions and temples of life are built up are 

 splendours and lovelinesses to the eye of the mind ; each 

 stone is as if centuries of thought had been concentrated 

 on its plan, as if centuries of care had been spent on its 

 construction, as if divinest skill and the finest hand had 

 laboured with enthusiasm in its production, had triumphed 

 in bringing it to perfection. Kuskin says of Michael 

 Angelo, that he put into every bit of stone he touched 

 that which makes the hair stand up and words be few. 

 How much more may we say, that in a cell is that which, 

 in him who sees, makes the hair stand up and words die 

 away ! No words can do justice to it. Dare anyone, then, 

 affirm that thought never touched it, that skilled finger 

 never approached it? It was so fortunate an advance. 

 So much depended on it. It was so fruitful. It prepared 

 for flights so lofty. It was so necessary. Without it the 

 origination of life would have been comparatively in vain. 

 It was too fortunate, too fruitful, too necessary to be due to 

 anything but a wondrous intelligence advancing steadily 

 towards, and making it the preparation for, reaching a 

 glorious goal. Atoms and molecules also, capable of 

 being developed into it, required to be too richly ordered 

 and endowed to have their existence ascribed to any 

 but the same cause. 



(2) Cells multiply their kind. The protoplasm draws 

 in suitable materials and grows. The nucleus demands of 

 it its portion. After a certain amount of growth division 

 takes place. In this manner cells are being produced 



