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TWO scenes in Huxley's life stand out clear and -full of meaning, amid my recollections of him, reaching now some forty years back. Both took place at Oxford, both at meetings of the British Association. The first, few witnesses of which now remain, was the memorable discussion on Darwin in 1860. The room was crowded though it was a Saturday, and the meeting was excited. The Bishop had spoken; cheered loudly from time to time during his speech, he sat down amid tumultuous applause, ladies waving their handkerchiefs with great enthusiasm; and in almost dead silence, broken merely by greetings which, coming only from the few who knew, seemed as nothing, Huxley, then well-nigh unknown outside the narrow circle of scientific workers, began his reply. A cheer, chiefly from a knot of young men in the audience, hearty but seeming scant through the fewness of those who gave it, and almost angrily resented by some, welcomed the first point made. Then as, slowly and measuredly at first, more quickly and with more vigour later, stroke followed stroke, the circle of cheers grew wider and yet wider, until the speaker's last words were crowned with an applause falling not far short of, indeed equalling, that which had gone before, an applause hearty and genuine in its recognition that a strong man had arisen among the biologists of England.
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FOSTER, M. A Few More Words on Thomas Henry Huxley. Nature 52, 318–320 (1895). https://doi.org/10.1038/052318b0
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