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Thomas  Franz  Hanausek. 
5  Am.  Jour.  Pharm. 
I     March,  1921. 
gymnasium,  of  which  he  was  director,  a  dinner  such  as  one  eats 
only  in  an  Austrian  home,  a  discussion  of  work  and  workers,  postal 
cards  to  the  latter  and,  as  mementoes,  even  to  ourselves — a  wonder- 
ful day  with  a  wonderful  man. 
My  translation  of  his  Lehrbuch  der  technischen  Mikroskopie 
was  a  consequence  of  this  visit. 
While  in  Vienna  for  a  week  during  the  summer  of  1914,  my 
wife  and  I  saw  him  every  day.  We  talked  of  our  work  and  that 
of  Vogl,  Moeller,  Tschirch,  Von  Hohnel,  Wiesner,  Hartwich  and 
others.  We  dined  at  his  house,  where  we  enjoyed  Frau  Hanausek's 
viands  and  rendition  of  Wagner,  for  she  was  formerly  the  prima 
donna  at  the  Hanover  Opera.  His  beautiful  daughter,  to  whom 
he  once  referred  as  the  sunshine  of  his  lonesome  life,  having  gone 
on  the  stage,  was  seldom  with  him,  and  his  second  marriage  was  a 
great  consolation.  Vienna  is  quite  as  much  the  home  of  applied 
vegetable  histology  as  it  is  of  music,  and  it  has  been  my  privilege 
to  have  drunk  of  both  at  the  fountain  head. 
During  a  visit  to  the  Burg,  Hanausek  pointed  out  the  windows 
lighting  the  corridor,  where  as  a  young  officer  he  paced  in  front  of 
the  Empress  Elizabeth's  apartments  during  the  night  watches.  At 
Schonbrunn  he  showed  me  where  the  Emperor  Franz  Josef  then 
lived  and  gave  me  bits  of  his  history  learned  at  close  range.  Once 
— a  Roman  Catholic  himself — he  spoke  dramatically  of  the  influence 
of  the  Jesuits  on  the  Crown  Prince  Rudolf  and  the  resentment  of 
certain  classes.  I  asked  if  the  Emperor  himself  was  not  also  under 
the  same  influence,  to  which  he  replied,  "Yes,  but  he  is  beloved  by 
the  people."  We  little  thought  that  already  the  plot  for  the  assas- 
sination of  the  Crown  Prince  had  ripened  and  in  a  week  would  be 
consummated. 
After  the  armistice,  when  mail  routes  to  Austria  were  again 
opened,  I  sent  Hanausek  a  card  to  the  effect  that  we  were  again 
officially  friends,  adding  that  we  had  never  been  personally  any- 
thing else.  In  due  time  acknowledgment  came  from  his  widow  in 
a  touching  letter,  stating  that  he  died  two  years  before.  She  said 
his  study  was  just  as  he  had  left  it,  with  books,  apparatus,  photo- 
graphs of  his  friends  in  place,  as  it  seemed  to  her  that  he  must 
come  back  again.  To  his  friends  this  sentiment  is  understandable 
as  his  influence  so  lives  with  us  as  to  make  his  death  seem  unreal. 
As  a  scientist  Hanausek  was  versatile,  but  never  mediocre.  He 
