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[Dec. i6, 
Dr. Storer was born March 26, 1804. He died September 
10, 1891. In this long period of eighty-seven years how much 
may not mind and hand do, which should not be forgotten on 
such an occasion, even if what was accomplished were limited to 
one sphere of activity alone. But if the man were eminent in 
many, as physician, as teacher, as naturalist, how can one do the 
faintest justice to his memory in such a sketch as this must be? 
And then there remains the man himself to be spoken of, for 
these professional relations, as full as their duties filled his life, 
were not the all of our departed associate. No one among us had 
more or warmer friends, created and kept by the genial and fer- 
vent qualities of his striking personality, and this individual es- 
sence pervaded every action of his life. 
I will try to tell you something of all these parts of his exist- 
ence, but my picture must necessarily be but an outline sketch. 
He was born in Portland, Maine, of excellent ancestry. He 
graduated from Bowdoin College in 1822. He studied medicine 
with Dr. John C. Warren, and received the degree of M.D. 
from the medical department of Harvard University in 1825. 
This was his schooling. 
PHYSICIAN. 
He began at once the practice of medicine, and became in time 
one of the most successful and distinguished physicians of Boston. 
But few of my hearers can know what this life is, what constant 
sacrifice of personal ease and pleasure, what stern devotion to the 
straight and hard path of duty, what bearing of others’ burdens 
of anxiety and misery. In the special department, in which he 
became an eminent authority, his work was literally unceasing, 
for the night which followed the long day was no certain time of 
rest for him. And yet he was visiting physician to the Massa- 
chusetts General Hospital for nine of his busiest years, during 
which he gave two of the freshest hours of his mornings to re- 
lieve and cheer its inmates. I was his house pupil during one of 
these years, and I well remember the brighter look that came 
into the face of every poor sufferer the moment he entered the 
ward, and what comfort that daily visit left with all. The same 
personal affection was established to an exceptional degree with 
his private patients as well. He was to them indeed the beloyed^ 
physician. 
