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THE hand of death has been heavy on the French botanical world. In recent years it has fallen successively on Duchartre, Baillon, Naudin, de Vilmorin and Franchet: all men in the foremost rank, whom their fellow-workers in England counted as sympathetic friends. And now the untimely and unexpected death of Maxime Cornu has come upon many of us—and not least at Kew—as a personal grief. I saw him last autumn in Paris full of the business of congresses intowhich he was throwing himself with irrepressible vivacity and energy. He had often complained of ill health. But nothing in his appearance had ever suggested to me ground for serious anxiety. I had hoped to have induced him to pay us a visit this year. I could not go to his funeral; nothing remains but the sad satisfaction of writing these lines to his memory.
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THISELTON-DYER, W. Maxime Cornu. Nature 64, 211–212 (1901). https://doi.org/10.1038/064211a0
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DOI: https://doi.org/10.1038/064211a0