where the liquid which destroys the organs of the living confers a kind of immortality on the viscera of the dead. Dr. Jackson lived in and to the close of that era of pathological anatomy, which bsgan with Morgagni aud finished with the labors of Louis and his contemporaries, to give place, or rather to yield precedence, to the dominant study of pathological histology. He would never meddle with the microscope; he was always contented with his natural lenses of ten inches of focal distance.

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... thus, whatever he lost, he escaped one of the not infrequent effects of over-reliance upon the instrument to which we are under such almost infinite obligations, but which is breeding a generation of intellectual myopes as one of its natural products. His honest eyes were naked and not ashamed, even in the days of Tolles and Beck and Hartnack. But what he saw with those honest eyes was seen clearly, and what he told was related faithfully. There is nothing more genuine in all medical literature than the records he has left of what he observed and has bequeathed to those who come after him. We will give his portrait a conspicuous place upon these walls, and by and by, those who come after us will replace it upon the walls of that larger edifice which will, in the fullness of time, spread its roof over these accumulating stores of knowledge. No companionship it will ever find will be too good for it. Call up in counterfeit-presentment the great masters of every age and every ¡and : the Father of Medicine from his island in the iEgean ; the friend and physician of Marcus Aurelius from his Mysian sepulchre; the restorer of anatomy from the rock where he perished by shipwreck ; the great English practitioner who dared to bring common sense to the bedside where tradition aud superstition had long reigned paramount ; the discoverers, the inventors, the scholars who have built up summon the men illustrious in our friend's chosen specialty, Morgagni and Cruveilhier and Rokitansky ; nor forget those who have honored our own country, our own New England, our own Boston, where inoculation was first introduced and vaccination first practised on these Western shores; where etherization first came to lift the curse of Eden from Christendom ; among all these not one pursued his branch of science with more enduring enthusiasm, with more single-hearted determination to learn what Nature had to teach him, or with a more modest estimate of his own achievements ; not one has left a memory embalmed in more grateful and kindly recollections than John Barnard Swett Jackson, whose face we look upon no more, save as Art has preserved it for us and our posterity.