'When all the world seems adverse to desert.'" Both of these noble women had the same quality in common--absolute devotion and unswerving faith in those to whose success and happiness they had dedicated their lives. They sought nothing for themselves, they thought nothing of themselves. They both had, to borrow the idea of another, an intense power of sympathy, a generous love of giving themselves to the service of others, which enabled them to transfuse the force of their own personality into the objects to which they dedicated their powers. In the preface of the joint work of Mr. and Mrs. Agassiz entitled _A Journey in Brazil_, that delightful volume which throws such a flood of light on the fauna and flora of the Amazon valley, occur the following significant words regarding the share each had in producing the book: "Our separate contributions have become so closely interwoven that we should hardly know how to disconnect them." So was it with all their undertakings. There was the same common interest, the same unity of purpose, the same unselfish devotion to the cause of science during those long years of toil which were so prolific in results of supreme importance. Reading between the lines in _A Journey in Brazil_, and in _Louis Agassiz, His Life and Correspondence_, written by Mrs. Agassiz, we can easily fancy that the great naturalist owed as much, if not more, to his wife's never-failing sympathy and inspiration as to her active cooperation in his work, and we are ready to apply to her the words of Longfellow when he sings: "And whenever the way seemed long, Or his heart began to fail, She would sing a more wonderful song Or tell a more wonderful tale."