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he renewed his acquaintance with Sir Joseph Hooker, who entertained him 

 at Kew Garden. Sir William Hooker, his old correspondent, was long since 

 dead. Schimper was very delightful spending afternoons with my father 

 determining the doubtful specimens he had brought with him. At first 

 Prof. Schimper thought that he had forgotten his English and they would 

 have to discuss the mosses in Latin, but as he heard us talk, his English 

 came back to him and they got on famously. My father did not speak either 

 French or German. A disappointment awaited him at Geneva where his 

 correspondent, De CondoUe. was away from home, but he enjoyed seeing 

 some of the German botanists and attending the Botanical Meetings at the 

 Paris Exhibition. 



In 1879 he and Mr. Lesquereux brought out a " Description of some new 

 species of North American Mosses"' which was published in the Proceedings 

 of the American Academy of Arts and Sciences for February The same 

 month my Grandfather Batchelder died. This broke up the household in 

 the old Vassall house in Cambridge, where we had lived for ten years, and 

 after a time my father bought land from the heirs and began to build a 

 house just west of the old home. On February 22, 1882, which was Ash 

 Wednesday as well as Washington's birthday, he went over the house, in 

 whose building he had taken such interest, then went to church at St. John's 

 Chapel opposite, saying when he returned home, ''All is ready, we will 

 move in to morrow " But it was not to be. That night he was called to 

 the " house not made with hands eternal in the heavens." 



His work, that for which he was born, was done, the Manual was near- 

 ing completion, but there was still more to be done than Mr. Lesquereux 

 was able to do, and Mr. Sereno Watson, with that self-sacrifice of which 

 scientific men seem always capable, laid aside his own work and completed 

 that which had fallen from my father's hands, as a labor of love. 



Generous and unselfish to all, he was self-denying and ascetic to him- 

 self. He never smoked or drank. His dress was of the simplest and he 

 had no hobbies. I never knew him to spend anything on himself, except 

 the purchase of his microscopes and the books needful for his work. I wish 

 I could give an idea of his quick, boyish manner, his sense of humor, his 

 cheerfulness and his delight in this beautiful world. What jolly times he 

 used to have with his fellow botanists. They were always the most delight- 

 ful of visitors. The world seems poorer now they are all gone. 



My father sleeps under a tree at the west end of Mt. Auburn, in a spot 

 chosen by himself. It is marked by a Cornish cross with his name and date 

 and the words: " Wearing the white flower of a blameless life, through the 

 long tract of years." Cambridge, Mass. 



FABROLESKEA AUSTINI IN EUROPE. 



By John H. Holzinger. 

 Among Bescherelle's European Mosses acquired by the . University of 

 Minnesota is found a Leskea grandiretis Lindb., collected by Dr. V. T. 

 Brotherus on the European side of the Caucasus. The exact reading of the 



