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PROFESSOR OWEx\ 
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 w'hich 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 
