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age in which the language had begun to 
lose something of its stability and sim- 
plicity; every writer considered himself 
at liberty to mould it according to his 
fancy. And Browne’s exuberant imag- 
ination and fertile wit made him facile 
princeps in the art of word-coinage. 
As to his acquirements, an intimate 
friend writes, ““ The horizon of his un- 
derstanding was much larger than the 
hemisphere of the world; all that was 
visible in the heavens he comprehended 
so well, that few that are under them 
knew so much. He could tell the num- 
ber of the visible stars, and call them all 
by their names that had any; and of the 
earth he had such a minute and exact 
geographical knowledge, as if he had 
been by Divine Providence ordained sur- 
veyor-general of the whole terrestrial orb, 
and its products, minerals, plants, and 
animals. In the Latin poets, he re- 
membered everything that was acute and 
pungent. He had read most of the his- 
torians, ancient and modern, wherein 
his observations were singular, nor taken 
notice of by common readers.’’ Dr. 
Johnson affirms that “‘there is no science 
in which he does not discover some skill, 
and scarce any kin‘ of knowledge, pro- 
fane or sacred, abstruse or elegant, 
which he does not appear to have culti- 
vated with success.”’ 
Amid the cares of a busy life, Sir 
Thomas found time to write on ‘‘ Vulgar 
Errors,’’ a perfect museum of curiosities; 
on ‘*Urn-Burial,’’ a learned treatise 
dealing with much recondite and out-of- 
the-way knowledge; on “‘ The Garden 
of Cyrus,’’ an ingenious discourse on 
** quincunxes,’’ or arrangement by fives; 
and on “‘ Christian Morals,’’ the most 
formal and didactic of his writings. 
His great work, however, and that by 
which he is-best known, is the “* Religio 
Medici,’’? which was published after his 
death. It contains much that is curious, 
some things that are whimsical, and 
more that are wise and profound. Much 
as he loved paradoxes and odd compari- 
sons and equivocal deductions, he always 
kept his balance and had a good fund of 
saving humor and common. sense. 
After many quaint speculations and amus- 
ing suppositions, he sums up, “there are 
a bundle of curiosities, not only in phil- 
osophy, but in divinity, proposed and dis- 
cussed by men of most supposed abilities, 
which indeed are not worthy our vacant 
hours, much less our serious studies.’’ 
Even when dealing with the most diffi- 
cult and controverted subjects he pre- 
serves an admirable equipoise: as when 
he says, ‘‘ this is also a miracle, not only 
to produce effects against or above nature, 
but before nature; and to create nature, 
as great a miracle as to contradict or. 
transcend her,’’ 
Living ina rude and intolerant age, 
Browne was of a most gentle and tolerant 
spirit. Travelling in countries where 
the old faith still prevailed, though him- 
self a pronounced Protestant, he is_ will- 
ing to enter the churches and pray with 
the worshippers of other persuasions. 
In an eloquent passage, which might 
teach a lesson to some modern tourists, 
he remarks, “* At the sight of a cross or 
a crucifix I can dispense with my hat, 
but scarce with the thought and memory 
of my Saviour. . . . I could never hear 
the Ave Mary Bell without an elevation; 
or think it a sufficient warrant, because 
they erred in one circumstance, for me 
to err in all—that is in silence and dumb 
contempt. © Whilst, therefore, they 
directed their devotions to her, I offered 
mine to God, and rectified the errors of 
their prayers by rightly ordering my own. 
At a solemn procession I have wept 
abundantly, while my consorts, blind 
with opposition and prejudice, have 
fallen into an excess of laughter and 
SCOMm 7, 
As might be expected Sir Thomas’ 
life, as. well as his books, was not with-— 
out its contradictions. After his travels, ° 
in which he made himself very much a 
citizen of the world, he settled down 
quietly in a provincial town to a life of 
scarcely interrupted prosperity. Many — 
years before he had indulged in some 
disparaging remarks about marriage. 
He had even wished like Montaigne, 
that we might grow like trees; and then 
like the humorist that he was, he married — 
a lady of whom it is said that she was so 
perfect that ‘“‘they seemed to come to- 
gether by a kind of natural magnetism,”’ : 
had ten children, and lived happy ever 
afterwards. 
No man ever breathed a more gentle, 
kindly, and exalted religious sentiment 
into his writings, and it is impossible to 
read them without both smiling at him 
and loving him. He was at once the 
broad-minded scholar, the inquisitive 
naturalist, the elegant writer and the be- 
loved physician. 
If an editor makes a mistake he has to 
apologize for it, but if a doctor makes a 
mistake, he buries it. If an editor makes 
one, there is a lawsuit, swearing and the 
smell of sulphur; but if a doctor makes 
one, there is a funeral, cut flowers and a 
smell of varnish. A doctor can use a 
word a yard long without knowing what 
it means, but if an editor uses it he has 
to spell it. Any old college can make a 
doctor. You can’t make an editor; 
he has to be born.—Electric Railway Re- 
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