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deprivation to him, for it not only excluded him from the profession for 
the practice of which he had been trained, but it shut him off almost 
wholly from social converse. This to a man fond both of society 
and societies, was a most heavy blow. Thrown back on himself, 
Tuffen West now turned with increased zeal to his Microscope and his 
pencil. The result was that he rapidly developed unrivalled excellence 
in the use of both. Neither, however, offered much prospect of re- 
munerative occupation, and for long Tuffen West lived in the most 
frugal manner. During some years he was engaged in continuous work 
in connection with the Queen’s University at Belfast, and resided there. 
Subsequently he came to London, where a younger brother was in 
business as a lithographer, and was able to put scientific work into his 
hands. He now became well known, and his services were soon in great 
request. The Transactions of the various learned societies were year 
after year constantly illustrated by his hand. He was at the time of 
his first sudden illness in receipt of a good income, and overwhelmed 
with work. This was twenty years ago, and although he afterwards 
repeatedly resumed his pencil he was never able to undertake much. He 
resided during the latter part of his life in a house which he had built 
for himself in the beautiful neighbourhood of Frensham, near Haslemere. 
In personal appearance Tuffen West was thought by some to bear a 
resemblance to our present Prime Minister, Lord Salisbury. He was, 
however, of slighter build, and the regularity of his features had been 
somewhat marred by the accident to which reference has been made. 
He was a man of an affectionate disposition and of singular simplicity of 
character. He was twice married, but had the misfortune to lose his 
only son. Although an ardent Darwinian he retained an orthodox 
creed, and on one occasion protested with vehemence that nothing should 
ever make him give up his belief in the literal truth of the narrative of 
Jonah’s escape. He took no part in politics ; he read hut little in 
poetry or fiction ; he was deaf to music ; he never in his life handled 
either rod or gun, nor did he often wear skates or mount a horse. He 
was, however, an invaluable companion in a country excursion, and could 
make himself and others happy anywhere if only a magnifying glass 
and a pencil were at hand. His Microscope and its accompaniments 
were his invariable companions. He was a diligent note- taker, and his 
memorandum books were crowded with pencil sketches of the objects 
which he described. The writer of this was on very intimate terms 
with him during the busiest part of his career, and often accompanied 
him in country excursions. On one of these they reached their destina- 
tion, a lone farm-house close to the sea, a few miles from Hunstanton, 
near midnight and in darkness. Both were up by daybreak. They 
met at breakfast. “ Well, Tuffen, how do you like the sea ? ” “ To 
tell the truth, I haven’t seen it. I got into a ditch at the back of the 
house, and I found it so full of interest that I did not go any further.” 
On the same occasion, pockets crammed and arms burdened with speci- 
mens, he was stopped while trespassing by a landowner, attended by two 
gamekeepers. This was a not infrequent occurrence, and West on such 
occasions was accustomed to oppose to his enemies two deaf ears, with 
the result of much display of temper on their part and victory with little 
los6 on his. He had a great contempt for the exclusiveness of proprietors, 
