e finally essential to him, and he ceased to appear among us. There
was no pain in his decline to trouble the memory of those who loved him.
Slowly and peacefully he sank towards his final rest, and when it came,
his death was a falling asleep. In the fulness of his honours and of his
age he quitted us; the good fight fought, the work of duty--shall I not
say of glory?--done. The 'Jane' referred to in the foregoing letter is
Faraday's niece, Miss Jane Barnard, who with an affection raised almost
to religious devotion watched him and tended him to the end.

I saw Mr. Faraday for the first time on my return from Marburg in 1850.
I came to the Royal Institution, and sent up my card, with a copy of the
paper which Knoblauch and myself had just completed. He came down and
conversed with me for half an hour. I could not fail to remark the
wonderful play of intellect and kindly feeling exhibited by his
countenance. When he was in good health the question of his age would
never occur to you. In the light and laughter of his eyes you never
thought of his grey hairs. He was then on the point of publishing one
of his papers on Magnecrystallic action, and he had time to refer in
a flattering Note to the memoir I placed in his hands. I returned to
Germany, worked there for nearly another year, and in June, 1851, came
back finally from Berlin to England. Then, for the first time, and on my
way to the meeting of the British Association, at Ipswich, I met a man
who has since made his mark upon the intellect of his time; who has long
been, and who by the strong law of natural affinity must continue to
be, a brother to me. We were both without definite outlook at the time,
needing proper work, and only anxious to have it to perform. The chairs
of Natural History and of Physics being advertised as vacant in the
University of Toronto, we applied for them, he for the one, I for the
other; but, possibly guided by a prophetic instinct, the University
authorities declined having anything to do with either of us. If I
remember aright, we were equally unlucky elsewhere.

One of Faraday's earliest letters to me had reference to this Toronto
business, which he thought it unwise in me to neglect. But Toronto had
its own notions, and in 1853, at the instance of Dr. Bence Jones, and on
the recommendation of Faraday himself, a chair of Physics at the Royal
Institution was offered to me. I was tempted at the same time to go
elsewhere, but a strong attr