the chronology of the business, the next time he visited a
menagerie, gave particular and patient attention to a large cage of our
alleged poor relations on exhibition there. He stood for a long time
intently scrutinizing their human-like motions, gestures, and
expressions. By and by he fancied that the largest of them, an
individual of a singularly grave demeanor, seated at the front of the
cage, gave him a glance of intelligence. The glance was returned. A
palpable wink followed, which also was returned, as were other like
signals; and so it went on until his Reverence, having cast an eye
around to see that nobody was observing him, leaned forward and said, in
a low, confidential tone: "Av ye'll spake one w-u-r-r-d, I'll baptize
ye, begorra!" [Laughter.]

But, deficient as one's knowledge of evolution, scientifically and in
detail, may be, he may have attained to a not unintelligent perception
of the all-embracing creative process called by that name as that in
which, in the whole range of the advancing universal movement of life,
what is ascends from what was, and fulfils it.

And what I wish to say for my last word is, that whoever of us in
tracing back along the line of its potent and fruitful sources that
which is his noblest heritage as an American and a member of the English
race, leaves out that hard-featured forefather of ours on the shore of
Massachusetts Bay in the seventeenth century, and makes not large
account of the tremendous fight he fought which was reflected in the
face he wore, misses a chief explanation of the fortune to which we and
our children are born. [Loud applause.]

JOHN TYNDALL

ART AND SCIENCE

[Speech of Professor John Tyndall at the annual banquet of the
Royal Academy, London, May 5, 1888. The toast to Science was
coupled with that to Literature, to the latter of which William E.
H. Lecky was called upon to respond. In introducing Professor
Tyndall, the President, Sir Frederic Leighton, said: "On behalf of
Science, on whom could I call more fitly than on my old friend
Professor Tyndall. ["Hear! Hear!"] Fervid in imagination, after the
manner of his race, clothing thoughts luminous and full of color in
a sharply chiselled form, he seems to me to be, in very deed, an
artist and our kin; and I, as an artist, rejoice to see that in
this priest within the temple of Science, Knowledge has not clipped
the wings of wonde