302 MEMOIR OF AUGUSTUS DE MORGAN. 



1859. which was sure to get a verdict from the little mob round her. 

 She could neither read nor write. 



1 Mother Fudge,' said a boy to her, ' can yon make poetry ? ' 

 ' I, sir ? ' said she ; 'if I conld make English-Poeters, do you think 

 I'd be here selling apples and pears ? ' ' Now, Mrs. Fudge,' said 

 I, who had been reading Johnson's Lives, ' I could name you 

 threu poets who did not get as much among them as you get by 

 this one school.' * Then I wouldn't give nothing apiece for 

 them,' said she ; ' they must have been regular bad ones.' I 

 think the copyright of * Paradise Lost ' sold for about a year of 

 her profits from that school. 



I have had a slight touch of gout nothing to hinder my 

 walking, with a little pain, but just a straw to show which 

 way the wind is blowing. If you could have known of your 

 own consciousness how regularly the homoeopathic medicines 

 alleviated it when I stuck to them, and how it got back again 

 when I forgot them, as I often did in the moving, &c., you 

 would be satisfied that the post hoc of little globules was 

 propter hoc. 



I have now got rid of my books ; that is, have shelved them. 

 And behold ! for the first time these two months I have walked 

 my fill without feeling lame. 



Yours very truly, 



A. DE MORGAN. 



To Rev. Dr. Whewell. 



41 Chalcot Villas, Adelaide Road, March 3, 1860. 



1860. MY DEAR SIR, I have received the copy of the History of 



Discovery, for which many thanks ; also one from the Athenaeum 

 for review, which will go back uncut. I fully expect some one 

 will some day prove by instances that the Athenceum reviews 

 books without reading them, and the instances will be copies 

 which reviewers have not cut, preferring to take that trouble 

 upon their own copies. 



I see you have at last admitted that Induction = Induction, 

 means Induction < > Induction. Whether you have gone as far 

 with logic I have not yet found out. 



And I see, with great satisfaction, that the name of Friar 

 Bacon begins to appear. Brother Roger has always been a great 

 favourite of mine since as long ago as B in the Penny Cyclopaedia, 

 and he ought to be allowed his share of the name- of Bacon. 



