352 PROFESSOR OWEN ch. XI. 



Be warned by my example. I hope in April to 

 send you two little volumes, the compiling of 

 which has served to beguile many a weary hour, 

 for after the professional exertions which I am 

 obliged to make for my daily bread I suffer 

 greatly, and should have been dead from ennui 

 ere this, had I not such resources. Miss Marti - 

 neau has published " Life in the Sick Room:" 

 mine will be " Life on the Sick Couch ; " and I think 

 the notes of the naturalist will be. more cheering 

 than those of the political economist. . . .' 



Owen did not disregard Mantell's advice, and 

 in a letter to his sister dated February 4, after 

 remarking that he has been taking things rather 

 easier, he says : ' As dining out keeps me from 

 working in the evening and saves my eyes, I have 

 been indulging in accepting lately many invita- 

 tions ; but henceforth intend to decline until my 

 lectures are over. . . . Saturday morning I went 

 to breakfast at Hallam's, and had a great intellec- 

 tual treat — Macaulay the historian, Milman the 

 poet, Gutzlaff the Chinese traveller, Major 

 Rawlinson the Babylonian traveller, who has got 

 the clue to the cuneiform inscriptions on the 

 Nineveh sculptures, Lord Monteagle, &c. Thence 

 I went to see the poor Dean of Westminster, 

 whose health, I fear, is breaking. 



' Willie is going on very satisfactorily at West- 

 minster, but he is in a class of very sharp and 

 hard-working, or, as he calls it, muzzing boys, so 



