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THE life of the science of geology has been short; that of many of its illustrious votaries has been long. There still survive a few whose recollections go back to the early triumphs of the science in the days of William Smith and Cuvier. But their number grows rapidly less. One by one the links which bind us personally with the glories of the past are being snapped asunder. The grand old oaks under whose branches the younger saplings have grown up are fast dropping down. Within the last few years we have lost in this country our Murchison, Sedgwick, and Phillips; Austria her Haidinger; Germany her Gustav Rose, Bischof, and Naumann; America her Agassiz, and France her D'Archiac and De Verneuil. To this list we have now to add the well-known name of L. Elie de Beaumont. To the expressions of regret with which the friends and pupils of that father in science have followed his remains to the tomb, geologists in every country will add their sympathy. Those who knew him best have eulogised his love of truth, his piety, and his generous feeling for younger and struggling men of science.
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GEIKIE, A. ELIE DE BEAUMONT . Nature 11, 41–42 (1874). https://doi.org/10.1038/011041a0
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DOI: https://doi.org/10.1038/011041a0