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of those who chased the splendid swallow-tail butterflies 

 across the broken and treacherous fens. He used to pause 

 every now and then to lecture on some plant or other object ; 

 and something he could tell us on every insect, shell, or fossil 

 collected, for he had attended to every branch of natural 

 history. After our day's work we used to dine at some 

 inn or house, and most jovial we then were. I believe 

 all who joined these excursions will agree with me that 

 they have left an enduring impression of delight on our 

 minds. 



" As time passed on at Cambridge I became very inti- 

 mate with Professor Henslow, and his kindness was un- 

 bounded ; he continually asked me to his house, and allowed 

 me to accompany him in his walks. He talked on all sub- 

 jects, including his deep sense of religion, and was entirely 

 open. I owe more than I can express to this excellent 

 man. . . . 



" During the years when I associated so much with Pro- 

 fessor Henslow, I never once saw his temper even ruffled. 

 He never took an ill-natured view of any one's character, 

 though very far from blind to the foibles of others. It always 

 struck me that his mind could not be even touched by any 

 paltry feeling of vanity, envy, or jealousy. With all this 

 equability of temper and remarkable benevolence, there was 

 no insipidity of character. A man must have been blind not 

 to have perceived that beneath this placid exterior there was 

 a vigorous and determined will. When principle came into 

 play, no power on earth could have turned him one hair's- 

 breadth. . . . 



" Reflecting over his character with gratitude and rever- 

 ence, his moral attributes rise, as they should do in the 

 highest character, in pre-eminence over his intellect." 



In a letter to Rev. L. Blomefield (Jenyns), May 24, 1862, 

 my father wrote with the same feelings that he had expressed 

 in his letters thirty years before : — 



" I thank you most sincerely for your kind present of your 

 Memoir of Henslow. I have read about half, and it has 



