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LoMis Agassiz. 



love die early," and for us, too early has Louis 

 Agassiz passed from us through glory's morning 

 gate to the great majority gathering on the shores 

 of "the beautiful river," where the flowers never 

 fade. But not too early for himself, nor for the 

 cause of science to which his whole nature was 

 consecrated. You have been told that the tele- 

 graph wires flashed to us the sad intelligence 

 Agassiz is no more." This is a popular but an 

 erroneous announcement. True, he is no longer 

 on earth, to be seen in the high places he so 

 long honoured. We shall look no more here upon 

 his noble form, nor hear his eloquent and burning 

 words, but he still lives. He is one of those men 

 who possess two immortalities — one, his own indi- 

 viduality, which he has carried with him to the 

 future state, and the other remains with us in our 

 hearts and in the annals of science to the end of 

 time. 



Reference has been made to personal acquaintance 

 with the deceased. I was not as highly favoured as 

 some of the gentlemen who have spoken, but happily 

 not altogether without being able to record with 

 gratitude my knowledge of him, and the benefits 

 derived from his lectures. As a disciple, I once 

 enjoyed two full courses of his lectures, on Fishes 

 and Geology, and then sat at the feet of Professor 

 Mitchell, of the Cincinnati Observatory, and after- 

 wards at the feet of Professor Guyot, of Princeton 

 College, so honourably mentioned in your presence. 

 And from these masters of scientific lectures I de- 

 rived views of the laws of Nature and the works of 



