MOORE—OBITUARY NOTICE OF THE LATE ADMIRAL JONES. 185 
ber of years the late Admiral Jones was member of Parliament for the 
county Londonderry. 
‘“‘ Such is a brief réswmé of the official and public career of our late 
gallant member. But in presenting this, his last donation, it may be 
supposed I shall make some allusion to his ‘scientific life. This can be 
done in very few words. In the first place, his collections are extant— 
a monument of his ability and industry; and secondly, those who had 
the pleasure of his acquaintance understand how indefatigably he worked 
at his favourite branch of botany, the lichens, even up to the day of his 
death. He was one who did not rely on the characters of plants, 
though described by eminent botanists, without examining for himself, 
and making original observations on them, which circumstance enhances 
the value of his collection, because of so many of those original notes. 
From what has already been stated of his birth and death, it will be 
seen he was in his seventy-eighth year when he died—an age at which 
the few who attain it lose much or nearly all their mental energy. This 
was not, however, the case with Admiral Jones, who, up to the day before 
his death, if not on that very day, was working with his microscope at 
lichens, probably on some of those which are now presented to you. 
‘“‘ A brief relation of the following circumstance will show the wonder- 
ful endurance of his bodily constitution. As was his custom, he made 
occasional tours to the Highlands of Scotland in search of his favourite 
plants, where he climbed to the tops of the highest mountains, generally 
unaccompanied. On one of these tours, only six years ago, he ascended 
one of the highest mountains in Aberdeenshire, which became covered 
with mist when he was near the top, and prevented him from finding 
the proper way to descend. Endeavouring to do so, he got down a 
gully between two rocks, where a rivulet ran during rains. The de- 
scent was rapid, and he lost his footing on the side of the gully, and was 
sliding down the wet bank with great rapidity, when, with much 
presence of mind, he struck the chisel with which he took off the lichens 
from the rocks into the side of the bank. The instrument, fortunately 
for him, hit a narrow chink in a rock, which stopped the velocity with 
which he was sliding, and enabled him to hold on after one of his feet 
had reached over a precipice from seventy to eighty feet deep. He felt 
his Imminent danger, and knew that the least slip would be the cause 
of precipitating him over the ledge of the rocks. He was therefore un- 
able to move, and in this predicament he lay on his back, holding on 
with one hand, while the water of the rivulet was running under his 
body, and the rain pouring on him part of the time (two nights and the 
best part of three days), without being able to turn himself, or get any 
sustenance whatever, for he never carried either food or drink with 
him when out on those long and fatiguing excursions. He was at last 
rescued by the people of the parish turning out en masse, with their 
minister at their head, in search of him. Not dismayed by what had 
befallen him, three years later he again ascended one of the highest 
mountains in Scotland, Ben Lawers, in Perthshire. 
‘To show the estimation in which the late Admiral Jones was held 
