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PROFESSOR OWEN 
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ture of all the choicest wines of the Austrian 
Empire.’ 
[July 31. 1855. — You may expect me home 
any clay after the receipt of this. . . . The 
Prince [C. L. Bonaparte] drove me in the Bois 
de Boulogne yesterday, after the Institute, and 
called upon one of his brothers [Pierre], to whom 
he introduced me. In the evening I played two 
games of chess with the Duke of Brunswick (the 
Diamond Duke), and won one.’ 
On August 3 Owen returned from the • Ex- 
position Universelle’ ‘with an opinion of the 
French,’ as he writes, ‘ raised to a high degree in 
respect to their abilities and disposition.’ For 
his services given to the Exhibition the Emperor 
of the French created him a Knight of the Legion 
decoration itself did not arrive 
till Christmas. 
On Owen’s return from Paris, his wife went 
to Wirksworth for rest and change, and the Pro- 
fessor wrote her (September 13) the following 
doleful account of his domestic experiences during 
her absence : — _ ° 
Cook was seated in a chair, bending herself 
double, shedding maudlin tears, and complaining 
of great pain. Of course there was nothing to be 
done before getting her to bed. When Sister E. 
had helped her to undress and got her covered 
up, I went upstairs. She was knocking her head 
about the pillow, bewailing her fate ; maundered 
